Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

Of course Arthur could hear the hidden meaning of Ms. Melissa's words.

But it is really not appropriate to have a sweet love relationship with a cyber lunatic.

Because cyber madness itself has nothing to do with the words sweet love.

how? Should I take her to the morgue to watch an autopsy show when I'm dating someone?

"Melissa, listen, I still have some things to do now, how about this, after I finish my work, I will treat you to dinner, how about it? By the way, let's have a good chat about how we have spent these years. .”

When you are in doubt, use the procrastination method immediately. Although it cannot solve the problem, it is useful!

After a moment of silence, the other person replied: "Well, dear Arthur, I hope you won't keep me waiting too long. I've been quite lonely without completing the last step for so many years."

Arthur felt goosebumps all over his body, and then fell to the ground again.

Good guy, he is a normal person now. Although he is better, who knows if cross-infection will occur if he communicates in depth!

If possible, Arthur really doesn't want to have anything to do with these cyberpsychopaths right now.

Arthur put down the phone and then turned to look at the patient sitting in the back row.

"My brother, what do you think I should do? There is a cyberpsycho who wants to play poker with me, and I can't refuse, otherwise she might come and kill me at any time."

The old man still had that calm expression, as if nothing could stop his desire for peeing. He was still mumbling something about something, and his saliva had completely stained the back seat. Wet.

"Are you saying that you should stay the same to cope with all changes? As long as she doesn't take the initiative to mention it, let's just pretend it didn't happen, right? Brother, you are such a genius!!! No wonder you have a genius disease like cyberpsychosis! "

Arthur withdrew his gaze and nodded with satisfaction, not feeling at all that his condition seemed to be getting worse.

Dial Regina's number again.

He didn't want to send this old man directly to the safe house. That place was too far away. He had to send him directly to the wasteland. It would take an hour or two to leave the city and return to the city. He is a good man and he has to go there later. Think about making money.

"Regina, those mad dogs showed mercy and let me go. I'm still in the northern part of Ruisen District. You can send someone over to take my fellow patient back."

After Regina finished listening, she fell into a strange state of silence.

When did those members of the Terrorist Mobile Team, who were no different from cyber maniacs, be so easy to talk to, and would let others go?

Is it because Arthur is also a cyberpsychopath, so the two parties get along relatively well?

Also, how long has it been since you were hanging out with that cyber-psychotic guy? If you don’t know, you’d think you were sworn friends.

Could it be that Arthur is really a cyberpsycho, otherwise this wouldn't make sense.

That's not right, even if it's cyberpsychosis, shouldn't everyone start fighting each other as soon as they meet?

The kind that won’t take the dog’s brains out and won’t let go.

Why is it that something is not working properly when we get here?

"Regina, are you still listening?"

"Oh, listen, listen. I'm locating your location now. Just stop on the street. I'll send someone over right away to pick up your fellow patient."

After Arthur's car parked on the street for a while, a yellow car slowly drove over and parked next to Arthur's car.

A taciturn, dog-like middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a black suit got out of the car, opened the door of Arthur's back seat, and lifted the patient up by his hair.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Be polite to my philosopher brother!"

Arthur immediately quit. He had just given him advice and spoke so philosophically.

You are so rude all of a sudden, what if you hurt your benefactor?

You must know that you have just removed the opponent's limbs, and now he is weak.

The middle-aged man in a black suit twitched his lips. He had long heard that there was something wrong with these cyberpunks.

He had always thought this was a rumor before, but now he saw that it was indeed true.

After being silent for a moment, he asked with some doubts and some tentativeness: "Then what should I do?"

Arthur touched his chin, thought for a moment and then said: "At least you can't hold on to the few remaining dignity of this person, right? This is the hair that this person saved with great effort. Hair transplantation is so expensive now!"

The middle-aged man in a black suit thought it made sense. After all, as a man, who hasn’t lost their hair at some point?

So the middle-aged man in a black suit nodded, stretched out his hand, grabbed the super invincible spiral whirlwind steel cannon, dragged Arthur's fellow patient and threw it into his car.

Arthur nodded with satisfaction, then stepped on the accelerator and drove the car towards the Ritz Bar.

Don't get me wrong, he went to find Judy to help him edit a film, not to go to the Ritz Bar to enjoy it, but by the way, he could also experience whether there is anything new in Night City after being away from it for more than ten years. This is also a catch-up. The pace of the times is excusable, excusable.

After the incident just now and the chat with Mann, it was almost dark now.

In addition, Arthur drove to Little Chinatown and arrived at the Ritz Bar, which had just opened.

Arthur parked the car casually aside. It wasn't his own anyway. He would just grab a better one when the time came. He was a five-star good citizen of Night City, how could he abide by the law?

Arthur got out of his car and stretched, his face illuminated pink by the neon lights.

There are several female figures embossed in neon lights on the wall at the entrance of the bar. It is worth noting that most of these women hold weapons such as axes and baseball bats in their hands.

Although you can tell what this kind of place is for at a glance, it also seems to have some intention of using force as a deterrent.

Standing at the door were two members of the Mox Gang who were on sentry duty. Their heads and bodies looked like they were made of plastic. They were shining under the neon lights. Their bodies were curvy and they looked very sexy in hot girl outfits. , and stimulate the desire in people's hearts.

Although these people look like toy Barbie dolls.

But these people are much tougher than ordinary gangsters.

Of course, compared to people like Arthur, they are not quite qualified.

One of the women with fluorescent pink hair raised her head and looked at Arthur carefully, and couldn't help but blow a bubble with the bubble gum in her mouth.

"Wow, I've never seen you before, handsome uncle."

Arthur couldn't help but touch his chin. Although he was handsome, you didn't have to keep repeating this.

"It's normal if you haven't seen me before. I just returned to Night City. Just now, I came to the famous Ritz Bar to have fun."

"Ah, Arthur, how have you fallen so low?"

The member of the Mox Gang couldn't help but grin, showing a nice smile.

"Carpe diem! How can it be called depravity? After all, if you live in this city, you never know when you will die in a stinky ditch. Come on, uncle."