Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

"Take another look and think about Lucius's plan."

Arthur simply described Lucius's plan. After all, he couldn't guess what these old foxes were thinking.

After finishing speaking, Arthur continued to add: "Lucius is the mayor. He can't spend all the bribes from big companies every year. He doesn't even care about the salary in Night City."

"But Lucius wants to let the group of NCPD eat chaffy vegetables with him, and they will have to eat it for several months and may even starve to death."

"Do you think those people will agree to him?"

"If I were that person named Han, the first thing I would do is report this matter to the Arasaka Group headquarters and sell Lucius at a good price.

David was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Obviously it sounded like a relatively simple "three-seven-seven" thing just now, but in the end it involved so many things.

He thought it was because his father didn't want to get involved in this kind of trouble, but it turned out to be because the plan couldn't be implemented in the first place.

This cheap dad of mine seems to be really smart.

"Then... Can we tell the mayor about this matter in advance? In this case..."

Arthur shook his head and interrupted his naive words.

Because this is not a group matter at all.

"When you want to do something, remember that it affects the whole body. Nothing is independent of the world."

"Lucius's action this time is destined to fail!"

"Think about how many people he has offended, first of all, people from the company and NCPD, then those who just want to cash out their efforts quickly, and finally the citizens of Night City.

"Well, the wanderers in the bad land won't like him either. The uneasy and kind-hearted idea of ​​a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken is in everyone's mind.

"So he has no power and no popular support. If his plan doesn't fail, whose plan will fail?"

Arthur shook his head and directly rejected Lucius's plan.

In fact, this is the case. Lucius's death in the game is filled with all kinds of mysteries.

It was as if he was really a person who was in the mood to talk to a young lady that night after being attacked by a cybermaniac today, and then died of a heart attack in bed.

Of course, Arthur didn't believe that the NCPD people would join forces with the company people to kill his boss.

However, who said that without unity, there is no way to do one thing tacitly?

When the interests of both parties are the same, the so-called results should also be the same.

The top leaders of both sides are all people who have climbed up step by step from the bottom, and their brains are at least half as much as his body weight.

There is no need for so-called chatting, negotiation and cooperation at all, just a look and a few clues.

Then the two parties will be able to have a tacit understanding and completely kill this idealist that Night City never needs!

Because Night City never needs idealists!

Even if the other party is not entirely an idealist.

David fell silent again. After being silent for a long time, David suddenly remembered the gentle scum whose head he shot off and what Mr. Han said to him.

"Just go with the flow..."

Arthur looked at his eldest son and then said: "It is a luxury to hope that humans can stay sane forever! David, sometimes I think you think too much. In this world, you only need to face everything in Night City." People put up a middle finger and said fuck it!"

"Then everything will be sorted out!"

Arthur shrugged and kicked at the speed of the sword in the stone. The expensive car shuttled repeatedly among the cheap traffic in Night City, many of them deliberately getting out of the way, hoping that Arthur, a madman, could go faster.

Time passed in the blink of an eye and another day later.

Arthur got up in the mansion in the city center. The surroundings were in a mess, with torn stockings and various underwear only suitable for bed scattered everywhere.

Next to Arthur lay Gloria, with a tired look on her face.

Arthur, on the other hand, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and touched the other person's head before kissing him gently.

After washing up, Arthur packed up and came to Taipingzhou. Just after arriving, a phone call came in.

"Mr. Arthur, what you want is ready. When do you plan to take these things away?"

Arthur held a piece of bread in his hand and rolled his eyes while stuffing it into his mouth.

"If I am a bastard, then who are you, Maman? This is the first time I have heard someone scold me. I think you should find a psychiatrist..."

You should go see a psychiatrist!

What is it like to have a mentally ill person tell you that you should see a psychiatrist?

Maman experienced it and she could only say that she was very speechless!

"Listen, I'm not here to talk to you. If you have time, take those people away quickly. Otherwise, you may need to pay for some food?"

Arthur swallowed the whole piece of bread into his stomach and then replied: "You can cut off one or two of their kidneys and sell them. Anyway, your voodoo gang has a close relationship with the scavengers."

"Okay, give me your address and I'll be there right away!"

Arthur quickly hung up the phone because Maman had sent the address to his mailbox.

After a while, Arthur came to the stronghold provided by the Voodoo Gang. Unsurprisingly, it was an abandoned tunnel for the intercontinental maglev train.

The surrounding Voodoo Gang members looked at Arthur's face and saw a hint of personal grudge.

Arthur didn't care at all. He just liked the expressions of these people who wanted to kill him but were helpless.

Arthur quickly found Maman and came to his side. He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself while passing a cigarette to the other party.

The other party obviously didn't want it. After rolling his eyes, he took a tablet from the side and flipped it over briefly before handing it to Arthur.

"There are people from Qingdao 5.8 here, as well as our traitors, and some members of the Animal Gang.

"Well, according to your request, most of the prosthetics have been dismantled. The doctor is very conscientious and uses equipment from forty or fifty years ago."

"Now they are just a bunch of useless people. They can't even defeat the homeless people on the street. Well, if you want to use them to kill cockroaches in Night City, I think it's a good choice."

Arthur took the tablet and flipped it over and nodded with satisfaction. Basically, they were all heinous people.

After all, some good guy got involved with the Voodoo Gang.

Arthur was even more satisfied when he saw a row of little guys squatting in front of him with desperate faces.

These people are all in good health and should have no problem working continuously for at least 20 to 20 years. .