Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

This traitorous boy is called Laderillo, and he is currently lying in a hospital bed.

He was the only one who survived that day: because he knew where Woolley would rush out from, and he hid as soon as the fight broke out.

However, the shrapnel from the grenade still penetrated his head, and a minor operation was performed to remove the fragments.

At this moment, the prosthetic doctor was reviewing him.

The prosthetic doctor wore a mask and said to Laderillo on the hospital bed, "The recovery is good, but it is best to have a repair surgery on the skull to seal the wound."

"Do it!" Laderillo waved his hand proudly, "Dude, I'm going to be rich soon! Awesome prosthetic body, car. When I get rich, you will be indispensable!"

"Haha, your payments have been really neat recently. Don't die - where did you get rich?"

"I've found a long-term job. Don't ask. Anyway, when I find someone to connect with you, I'll have plenty of money in the future!"

By the way, I remember you said last week that you got a genuine prosthetic eye from Qilusi? Put it on for me! "

"Awesome, it looks like you've really made a fortune, lie down."

With these rich bastards on his back, he can make money, a lot of money.

The boy didn't notice the strangeness at first, until he saw the doctor stand up and take off his clothes and tools.

An awesome Mackinaw flashed through his mind, and how the people in it fought.

Kattar.

But this time, the doctor injected him with enough drugs to anesthetize his entire body.

What does the doctor want to do? ! He is a frequent customer!

In order to be that kind of person, he had to be rich: Huot was rich, Javier was rich.

Laderillo's mood hit rock bottom again!

Has this doctor taken drugs recently? Or is Mewtwo addicted? Owe money?

Laderillo's original eyes have long been sold, and the optic nervous system has been connected to the cyber modulator, so the replacement only requires a small amount of anesthesia and pain relief.

"It's him, I'm sure."

When the clinic door opened, he saw two police officers wearing NCPD clothes walking in. His nervousness suddenly eased:

Laderillo lay happily on the bed.

Suffocatingly powerful, he wants to be that kind of person.

His body was paralyzed and his prosthesis was turned off.

He became a lamb to be slaughtered!

This is the case in this city: as long as you have money, you can install more prosthetics, and with more prosthetics, you can become a stronger person and a stronger person.

You have everything.

He began to wonder, then wanted to speak - but he couldn't.

The prosthetic doctor injected him with anesthesia, but this time the anesthesia was a little special.

Is he going to be sold to a scavenger? !

"Okay, I'll get him a death certificate first."

Although everyone hates cops and company dogs, in Heywood, scavengers are the most disgusting thing!

A prosthetic doctor who works with scavengers and betrays clients will never survive in Heywood!

"Is that him?" Tiaozi glanced at him with disgust, "He looks like a dog."

What's the meaning?

What he didn't know was that several Valentino's had already arrived outside the door, and they were all not minor players.

The priest had already told them about someone colluding with Holt and betraying his own people.

These Valentinos stood guard outside the door, giving this little-known little character enough face.

Laderillo's heart was filled with confusion and fear, and the car's lights shone through the window on the wall opposite him——

The operating table was slowly raised, and he saw three familiar people walking into the room.

It was the three tough men he was thinking about just now!

Jack stepped forward, revealing the tattoos he had left from his time with Valentino, and took out his golden crotch.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pressed against Laderillo's forehead.

Jack's low and cold voice sounded:

"Do you think you'll just forget about selling one of your own people in a commission?"

Laderillo was struck by lightning: They knew about their betrayal!

As a street boy who grew up in Heywood, he certainly despises betrayal, otherwise he wouldn't have been furiously scolding the prosthetic doctor who suspected of selling him to the scavengers just now.

But he just wants to make money and become stronger!

He wants to be rich, he wants to be strong, he wants to be a master, quite a big brother, what's wrong with that? !

Countless words of defense flashed through his mind, but unfortunately, the anesthesia did not give him a chance to speak.

boom!

Laderillo's body was placed on Valentino's Mackinac and taken away.

The shock effect will be passed to the bosses of Valentino who are present, and then to their younger brothers.

To be honest, the priest has a lot of face, but just by calling these bosses here alone, it is more like both sides giving each other face.

But it was different when it came to the three people from Lille, and strictly speaking, they were also the beneficiaries of the Sixth Street Gang.

This time, the momentum is even higher.

After everyone left, Jack burst into laughter:

"Haha! It's so cool! I pretended again!"

Strong Jack waved his arms vigorously in front of his chest, and then moved them up and down, looking quite excited.

"Can you be normal?" Lear said helplessly, "Can you be so excited about such a trivial matter?"

"Oh, you don't understand. When you get rich, you have to go home and show off. How can you show off in other places as well as in Heywood?

And you know, I actually know some of the people who came just now, if I hadn’t listened to my mother.”

"Then you don't have this opportunity now." V suddenly felt his blood boil, "What, do you want to summarize this matter and write it down in your notebook?"

"Don't say it, you really don't say it, I plan to write this little story as a reference for the second rule.

Don’t all instruction manuals have notes? I will use this story as an annotation to fill in the content and give people more room to think."

"What does it mean? Don't betray your companions?"

"That's not the case. It's just a reminder to those who read this book to show off their skills."

V clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect a rough guy like you to be quite educated and know how to write a book."

After saying that, she looked at Lille: "Then what? I remember we should still be investigating the rogue AI."

"Yes, Flow AI, the weapons in Wooly's hands were indeed purchased from Muramasa, and he also has a lot of good stuff.

The thing came from Taiping Prefecture, and there was a local from Night City who was helping him make connections, and he became prosperous. "

Speaking of this, Lille's expression was a little strange.

Because he is familiar with this person.

"Who is it? A local from Night City got in touch with a European so quickly?"

"To be precise, it's a native of Night City who ran away from Night City to avoid the limelight. Jack may have heard of him. His name is Dexter Deshawn."

Jack suddenly raised his head when he heard the name, with a look of surprise on his face:

"Let me go, this is awesome, the most awesome middleman in Night City. He used to be.

It is said that he committed a crime in Taiping Prefecture more than a year ago and ran away, so is he doing these things? "

"To be precise, he may have been involved in a lot of things. When the wind hits the fan, pigs can fly."

In the original plot, the Europeans did not choose to enter Night City.

But now, the Europeans need someone to help them open up the situation here——

It just so happened that Dexter Sean, Night City's once famous middleman, happened to be overseas.

A local middleman who is overseas and has local connections is their best choice.

Then this middleman did not waste the convenience given to him by the European master. Muramasa came to him, and he was happy to cooperate——

Muramasa is very rich.

In the original plot, Dexter was Jack and V's "elite". He was the one who brought these two stupid young men into the nightclub and then issued the cheating commission.

Lear felt a little emotional and decided to discuss this discovery with Bryce.

[Recipient: Bryce]

[Lear: Found the clue, Dexter DeShawn, do you know this name? He has a relationship with Muramasa. 】

[Bryce: That idiot? ! 】

[Bryce: OK, OK]

Bryce seems to have a lot of grievances with Dexter, and the words are full of resentment.

Lear was still waiting for Bryce to give more suggestions, but the other side suddenly became quiet.

[Lille:? 】

After a while, Bryce slowly replied.

[Bryce: Just now, the ward where Holt was staying was bombed. 】

[Unstable energy is about to explode]