Start in Night City

If you lose control of your body, you will naturally be unable to stand any longer.

Jose fell forward involuntarily, but was caught by Su Xiao and stuffed into the back seat of a pickup truck.

Jose wanted to ask Su Xiao what he had done to him, but he couldn't control his lips and tongue at all, and he couldn't make any sound.

But Su Xiao, who saw what Jose was thinking, answered the doubts that troubled Jose before closing the car door.

"This is a blocker. In short, it is a cyber tool that can block the human body's electronic brain and issue instructions to the body."

"You can rest assured that this thing is harmless to the human body. If you have to make a similar analogy, it is actually similar to the silver bracelets (handcuffs) issued by the state."

The other three people watched helplessly what Su Xiao did to Jose.

They didn't stop.

It was only when Su Xiao closed the car door and returned to them that Jack shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Jose is going to be mad. When he goes back, he will most likely complain to his father."

Lidya Su spread her hands.

"He won't do this. I'm not harming him, but saving his life. Of course, if he can't even see this, then it's his father who should worry, not me."

"In the long history of Siris, there have been many foolish kings who did not distinguish between right and wrong, loyalty and evil, and the fate of these foolish kings was basically not much better."

“If a person doesn’t even have the most basic ability to distinguish right from wrong, then it’s useless even if he graduates from New York University, and it’s useless even if his family has dozens or hundreds of branches for him to inherit. Sooner or later, he will be defeated by himself. It’s a waste of time.”

"However, this is beyond the scope of our discussion. Now, let me assign tasks."

"V, Lucy, you follow me back to Tijuana. Jack, take Jose and drive in the direction of Night City. Don't stay when you encounter cities along the way. Food and accommodation will be in the wilderness until you arrive at Night City. city."

"There is a small town outside the bad land south of Night City. That town is very close to Night City. When you arrive, don't enter Night City yet. Just stay in the hotel in that town and wait for us. After finishing my work, I’ll go over and meet you.”

Jack didn't say, "I'm going with you," but instead said, "I got it."

Someone had to take Jose, and Jack knew that.

And since Su Xiao named him and not anyone else, Jack believed that Su Xiao must have his own reasons.

So I said no more and accepted this task.

Chapter 244: When a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, he shoots him in the back (3K)

In Tijuana, there is a long table in a secret stronghold room of the Salamanca Group. The main seat of the long table is empty, but the two sides are full of people.

These people are all well-known leaders within the group. No matter what they do in Tijuana, even officials from the Tijuana City Hall must act based on their faces.

They say that if there is light, then there will never be a place in Tijuana that cannot be illuminated.

But just such a group of big shots at the apex of power in Tijuana are looking sad and restless at the moment.

Silence is like a thick fog that lingers.

Finally, after a long while, one of the leaders hit the table hard and said angrily.

"Is Hector crazy? He actually sent a killer to San Diego. What does he want to do? Does he want to provoke the anger of the western states?"

The other leader disagreed: "What are you afraid of? The troops from the western states may not dare to cross the border. Even if they guess that we did it, do they have evidence?"

The leader who spoke first glared when he heard this.

"Are you stupid? If the western states want to deal with us, they may not just use force. They will impose an economic blockade, a trade embargo on us, and even increase their efforts to secretly support the rebels who are dissatisfied with the Salamanca group. People If you want to fight us, the only way is to hit us."

The leader who was choked also slapped the table and said angrily: "If they dare to block us, we will send killers there to destroy their schools, hospitals, squares and other crowded places, causing them to be turned upside down and unable to live in peace. "

"You stupid pig, we are in business to make money, and we are not really terrorists. What benefits can we get from doing this?"

"The advantage is that the western states will realize how powerful we are, so that they will no longer dare to despise us."

The leader who spoke first was furious.

The other leader puffed up his chest proudly, but was despised by the other leaders in their hearts.

This leader's nickname is Mad Dog, and just like his nickname, he is a guy with a bad brain.

Hector kept him for the same purpose as raising a biting dog, purely to deter others.

But this mad dog himself felt that he was appreciated by Hector, and he always looked smug in front of other leaders, which made other leaders very unhappy.

Everyone knows the temper of a mad dog, and knows that you can't win an argument with him, and he won't listen to reason, so they simply ignore him and ignore him.

Another older leader pretended not to see the mad dog and said: "The Western Countries

The threat to the state is the sword and gun on the surface, but what I am more worried about is the dagger hiding in the shadows. "

The other leaders were stunned.

"What's the meaning?"

"Other groups have long been coveting the Tijuana occupied by our Salamanca Group. It is difficult to say that they will not take advantage of this moment to join forces with the western states to drive us out of Tijuana."

A leader with burns on his face was stunned for a moment: "Isn't this impossible? Aren't we compatriots?"

"Compatriots?" the older leader sneered, "Do you believe this? If I remember correctly, Juan, you have three wives and five children. Each of your children was sent abroad to receive the best education. Education, you will also take your wife to travel to Asia and Europe every year.”

The leader with burns on his face was obviously displeased and said: "What are you talking about? What I do with my wife and my children is none of your business!"

"It's none of my business, but look at you, and then look at the people at the bottom of Tijuana who are struggling, with only meager Mexican pesos every month, let alone going abroad, they don't even have time to rest, you will Do they treat them as compatriots?”

The leader, who had burns on his face, stood up suddenly and said angrily: "You...what do you mean?!"

The older leader waved his hand to signal the other party to calm down.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to accuse you, because I am the same, not just you and me, but everyone here including Mr. Hector Salamanca is also the same. Why can the 1% of us live so well? ? By exploiting 99% of the people."

"What I want to say is that if we don't do what we should do, we should stop talking about 'compatriots' and the like. Otherwise, it will be uncomfortable to say this, and it will make others laugh at our naivety."

If North America is now a country controlled by companies, then Mexico is an out-and-out country controlled by groups.

Just as the Salamanca Group's sphere of influence is Tijuana, other large and small cities in Mexico are also controlled by other groups.

The relationship between the various groups cannot be said to be one of mutual love, at least it can be regarded as a life-and-death relationship.

The current sphere of influence of each group is not determined by everyone's good words and discussions, but by real swords and guns.

Many people died and a lot of blood was shed before the territory was finally demarcated.

The conflicts on the surface were gone, but turned into various rivalries behind closed doors.

In the past few years, the Salamanca Group has been deteriorating, and other groups have noticed it.

The reason why they were not in a hurry to annex the Salamanca Group was because a skinny camel was bigger than a horse and a centipede was dead but not stiff.

The decline of Salamanca Group is a decline, but it is not really in decline to the point of collapse at the first touch.

Although other groups covet the Salamanca Group's territory of power, they are not willing to fight with the Salamanca Group in a lose-lose situation.

So they have been waiting for Hector to commit suicide.

Now, they wait.

Although San Diego City Hall has not announced who was responsible for the terrorist attack at the airport so far.

But Californians are no fools.

As long as they launch an investigation, they will eventually find out that the Salamanca Group is behind it.

After they find out the truth, even if the western states will not use force to retaliate, the combination of economic blockade and trade embargo will definitely severely damage the Salamanca Group.

Because many industries in Tijuana—such as customer processing industrial bases, auto parts, electronic products, metal machinery, etc.—are dependent on the North American market.

The tourism industry mainly relies on tourists from North America.

Once sanctioned, the Salamanca Group will definitely fall into civil strife.

Not only the senior executives of other groups know this, but also the senior executives of the Salamanca Group themselves.

That's why they gathered in this room, a secret stronghold unknown to Hector, to discuss how to keep the Salamanca Group.

Or to be more precise, how to protect their own interests from being harmed.

"I have an idea." At this time, a leader with a turban on his head suddenly raised his hand, attracting everyone's attention.

"As long as our Salamanca Group is not sanctioned by the western states, even if other groups continue to covet our territory, they will not find a chance to attack us."

The leader with burn scars on his face said impatiently: "Aren't you talking nonsense? But the question is what are you going to do? Pay them to bribe them? Who will pay? Will you pay?"

"Why go to all this trouble?" the turbaned leader smiled, "Can't you just keep this matter away from us?"

"You are stupid yourself, and you want to think others are stupid too? Do you think Californians are really that stupid? How could they..."

"Californians are not stupid, but..." The turbaned leader had a fierce glint in his eyes, "The killer was sent by Hector. What does it have to do with our Salamanca Group?"

Mad Dog immediately became anxious.

"What do you mean? You want to betray the boss?"

"Mad dog, shut up!" The older leader yelled at the mad dog to shut up. Then he turned to the turbaned leader with no expression and said, "Keep talking."

"Californians are certainly not stupid

, there has not been such a big disturbance since the city of San Diego was founded in the 19th century. "

"When the United States was still there, it had zero tolerance for terrorist attacks. Although the United States is no longer there, the western states will not allow terrorist attacks to occur within their own countries."

The older leader frowned: "Speak to the important point and don't beat around the bush."

"The point is, Californians will never tolerate such a big thing. Whether it's a bribe or a death threat, they will never close the case hastily, but will definitely get to the bottom of it."

"So, even if I am willing to spend all my savings and go to California, it is impossible for Californians to give up investigating the truth."

"But please note that I am going to say no...but the killer was sent by Hector, and we did not know about it before. The terrorist attack in San Diego and the tragedy that happened in that city, theoretically speaking, are all It has nothing to do with us.”

The people in the room fell into silence.

Everyone except Mad Dog is thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

They have basically no feelings for Hector.

In other words, for a group like theirs, there is a problem if they have feelings.

Hector is the boss and is responsible for leading them to make money, and everyone is willing to follow Hector because they have meat to eat.

But Hector began to fall ill after his son died.

Although the Salamanca Group has not been killed by Hector, it is because the group has great business.

But no matter how big the family fortune is, they can't help but go through such troubles.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Salamanca Group is already in decline.

If no one stepped forward and stepped on the brakes at this time, it would only be a matter of time before the entire group was completely destroyed.

But the problem is that it's not that no one dares to stand up, but that those who dare to stand up are thrown to the lions by Hector.

Chapter 245: Cutting, anything can be cut (3K)

Hector is not a modest gentleman, he is a very cruel person. His cruelty is not only considered so by his enemies, but also by his allies and subordinates.

In the past, when Hector could still make money with the big guys, naturally no one would oppose him.

But when Hector began to harm everyone's interests, especially when he couldn't even listen to harsh advice and fed his loyal men to the lions, no one dared to openly oppose Hector.

But this does not mean that everyone will be dead-set from now on and follow Hector all the way to darkness. It is just that the opponents have turned from the bright side to the dark side and are plotting to overthrow Hector's rule.

Therefore, when the turbaned leader proposed to separate Hector from the Salamanca Group, none of the other leaders except Mad Dog felt that doing so was tantamount to betrayal.

Their silence was just thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

After a while, a leader took the lead in breaking the silence, shaking his head and saying: "To put it simply, I'm afraid that Californians won't agree with you. You said that this was Hector's doing, and it has nothing to do with our Salamanca Group. What do you think about California?" Will people believe it?”

Another leader also stood up and said: "I don't think so. If it were me, I would be even more angry, because this is simply treating people as fools."

With these two leaders speaking, other leaders also expressed their opinions, but none of them believed that the turbaned leader's plan could succeed.

His plan was refuted by everyone, but the turbaned leader was not angry at all.

He loudly said: "So we can't just talk, but we must use actual actions to prove that we really have nothing to do with this matter."

The noisy sound stopped instantly, and the room became quiet again.

"what do you mean?"

"California people certainly won't believe it if we just talk about it, so we can't just talk about it. In Siris, there is a word called Tou Ming Zhuan, which is taken from "Water Margin", one of Siris's four famous works."

"A certificate of nomination? What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, it is a guarantee of sincerity. Since we want to distance ourselves from Hector, the best way is to send Hector's head to the Californians to prove our innocence. .”