Cyberpunk: 2075

"It cost you a lot of money today Karl."

"Fortunately, after all, I agreed before that I want to treat you once. I just finished what I promised."

At night, walking on the walkway under the Night City overpass, Karl responded to Mann's gratitude beside him: "What's more, today's afterlife is discounted for me. At 30% off, it didn't cost me anything at all. Didn't you guys?" I didn’t drink much because I wanted to save money.”

"The bottles I've drunk have almost filled the bar. I haven't drunk much yet. Don't compare Jack's drinking capacity to mine. He has an adjustable prosthetic body. Of course, it doesn't matter how much he drinks. But I've reached my limit."

Mann said, because he thought of Jack, he suddenly realized something: "Karl, what do you think I can pretend to be a violent type later? Although I wanted to pretend to be a Sian Westan some time ago, but I didn't think about it anymore. I think a combination like Jack’s is more suitable for me.”

“I feel like it’s okay.

. "

Karl took a look at Mann's body shape and said: "But now you have enough prosthetics on your body. Do you usually have tremors in your hands? If you feel that you are under a heavy load, I suggest you find a professional." Check with the prosthetic doctor in case you can't bear it anymore. I have the phone number of a familiar prosthetic doctor here. If you need it, I can give it to you to contact. "

"Don't worry, they are all in this business, I'm sure."

Mann pressed his right hand on the projectile launching system installed in his left hand: "My current condition is better than ever compared to the past. I have a brand-new prosthetic body, what can go wrong."

"Prostheses are not brand-new and will not cause problems. The burden is still the same. It's just that old, second-hand ones that have not been prepared are more likely to cause problems."

Karl didn't say much about Mann's confidence. After all, judging from the appearance, Mann does not have any of the symptoms of being unable to bear the burden as Lao Wei said. His eyes are not blurred, and his hands are not shaking unconsciously. Quite normal.

Around Karl and Mann who were chatting, members of Mann's team were walking.

David, Lucy, Sasha, Dolio, Rebecca, Qiwei, and Pila were all present. During the chat between Carl and Mann, except for David, Dolio, and thanks to Karl, Sasha, who had saved his life, had to join in the chat between the two from time to time to say a few words, but the others were actually very quiet.

The main reason is that, except for David, Dolio and Sasha, the rest of the Mann team actually have experience with Carl taking on tasks and doing tasks. The only cooperation on common tasks is with Tanaka. Come on, I don’t have a close relationship with Karl. Even if I didn’t know that Mann and the others were Karl’s friends,

Most of the other people in the team still have some kind of fear towards Karl.

Not to mention Lucy, who was held at gunpoint by Carl's team when they first met on the subway, Qiwei, as a hacker, often had records of actions involving lax security in various companies visited, and she saw a lot of Carl's team's performance among them.

The summary of those fragmentary encounters and hostile files is actually quite simple, with only two results.

Retreat, birth, no retreat, total annihilation.

From gang members hired by companies on the street to agents and security teams dispatched by companies, there is no difference.

Qiwei looked at the black-haired young man walking next to him with a smile on his face. She actually couldn't tell how threatening this young man was. Even because Mann would talk about his past relationship with Karl during the mission, There was a sense of normality to him in her impression, but the recorded facts reminded her in her heart that this black-haired young man was one of the top mercenaries in Night City. As long as he wanted to, even if it was from his own side, If the entire team faced off, there would only be two outcomes.

Fortunately, Kal, he and Mann were friends, so there was no need to worry about him suddenly going crazy and becoming an enemy.

Although this feeling is ridiculous, and may even be spurned by herself, Qiwei feels a sense of relaxation when she understands Karl's strength and feels the kindness he shows, a sense of betrayal at any moment. In his mercenary career, as long as he doesn't do anything, he can feel at ease and relax.

"Ti da da da da da.:.:"

When Qiwei was thinking about whether she should also talk to Karl and get to know him, the sound of dripping and colliding liquid could be heard clearly not far away. When several people walking looked over, they found that it was a A bald middle-aged man wearing a coat and nothing underneath stood on the container and peed into the iron bucket under the container.

Just wear a coat, look almost naked, openly display the exposed body parts and urinate on the street...:

Quite normal.

If he wasn't standing in a relatively high position, no one would care at all, because it is too common.

But just because he stood so tall, he peeed slowly and for a long time. The dripping sound of urine was annoying, which made Pyrrha in the team stop immediately when he walked to the side. He shouted several times at the bald middle-aged man: "Hey, what's wrong with you, you idiot who peed in the street?"

Pyrrha has a more active personality. When the rest of the Mann team glanced at him and prepared to leave, he approached the side of the container where the bald middle-aged man was, raised his modified golden slender finger and smashed it. Smash the container at the feet of the bald middle-aged man:

"Stinky guy, do you hear me? I'm talking to you."

Faced with Pira's performance, the bald middle-aged man did not even move his hands, not to mention turning his eyes away. He still stared at the liquid trajectory leaving his body with a dull face, as if he saw something extraordinary from it. External things could not interfere with him at all.

"Ignore him."

Dolio glanced at the bald middle-aged man. From his appearance, he thought he was a madman who took too much drugs. He didn't care much. He continued to move forward and asked Pira to continue walking.

Pira looked back at Carl who was walking in the team. After thinking about it, he felt that there were people outside the team, so he shouldn't get involved too much with passers-by, and he was ready to leave. But just when Pira was about to ignore the bald middle-aged man who urinated everywhere, his eyes accidentally saw something from the windbreaker that the bald middle-aged man knocked open from below.

"Wow, what kind of prosthesis is this? It looks awesome."

As a technical expert, Pira was immediately attracted by the prosthesis on the bald middle-aged man, which was different from the ones on the market. He climbed onto the container, approached the bald middle-aged man, and his attitude suddenly became friendly.

"Brother, your prosthesis model is really different. I think you use it often."

Pira stared at the bald middle-aged man's lower body, showing a subtle expression, half-clenched his hands, and moved up and down: "This is..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, Mann, who was watching in the team, suddenly fixed his eyes.

He noticed that the right hand of the bald middle-aged man was detached from the "handle" below, and that right hand was changing.

Mann was very familiar with that change, because the same prosthesis was installed on his left hand.

Projectile launch system!

As Mann wanted to make a move, but it was too late, the projectile launch system of the bald middle-aged man's right hand was deformed and pressed against the unprepared lower jaw of Pira.

Then, pull the trigger.