The Death Knell

Even if they all eat the same food, they will not grow up to be the same person.

We got off the car on the side of the road and went to the building where Jack's house was located. We had to pass through several dark alleys, and here Su Ming and Xili were blocked by a few gangsters.

Some smart people have run away long ago for fear of getting into trouble, but people who often take drugs and drink don't have such good minds.

Maybe they didn't recognize Silver Hand, or maybe the Sword in the Lake was too tempting, but anyway they blocked the two of them with guns, and with ferocious smiles on their faces, they knew they wanted to get some money to spend without even opening their mouths. .

Watson District is very chaotic and full of gangs. Even in a place like Night City, it is called a "bad neighborhood" and has a bit of a Little Gotham feel.

Several nearby streets belong to the Valentino Gang, a South American-style gang mainly composed of gangsters from the slums. In fact, this gang is relatively humane, but there can be no scum in any organization. The more people there are, the harder it is to ensure overall quality.

"Brother, the sunglasses are nice. Can you borrow them for a while?"

The leader was a Latino with a mustache, a sinister look on his face, and he kept sniffling while talking. This was obviously a sign of being high on drugs.

He doesn't have any prosthetics on him, and it's not popular among the Valentino gang members to use a lot of prosthetics. They think that the main thing to do in gangs is unity and ruthlessness, and external things are less important.

"Yes, your girl is pretty good too. Let us play with her too."

"Haha, yes, and your car! Your money! We all need to borrow it!"

As soon as the leader opened his mouth, the people behind him started to add, which fully demonstrated the unorganized and undisciplined nature of a mob, and looking at their happy faces, they obviously felt that they were sure to win over this man and this woman.

This is a world without superheroes, where people feel they have an advantage in numbers.

"CNMD, don't you guys know me? Get out of here, or I'll stuff your heads into your fucking ass!"

The performance started, and Su Ming started talking with fragrant and beautiful words, because Johnny Silverhand spoke like this. He had a bad temper and a very dirty mouth.

Although Ciri on the side didn't know why Deathstroke's role was so rude today, she knew that these fools would be in trouble. If they offended the real Johnny Silverhand, they might not necessarily die, but if they offended Deathstroke, , the best result would be to turn into a puddle of meat.

"You still dare to scold me?" The leader's mustache opened his eyes wide, and opened his ears as if in disbelief. With a runny nose, he turned to ask his brothers: "Did you see it? This old boy actually dared to scold me. ?Who does he think he is?"

"Hehe! He is not afraid of death! Then let's not be polite!"

"Yes, kill him, dig out his prosthetic body and sell it!"

"I want his skin! He has a nice tattoo too, and I want to make a drum!"

The minions also started shouting, and they were all extremely excited. This was the result of drug and alcohol abuse.

The scream was fierce, but the action was a little slower. Maybe he wanted to create a scary atmosphere, but Deathstroke would never give them such a chance. What kind of enemies has he faced recently? That is the conceptual entity or God.

I don’t even remember the last time I faced a street gangster.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bearded man's head without using any force. The head exploded in his silver hands, as easily as crushing a tomato.

A mixture of flesh, blood, broken bones, and brains poured out from between his fingers and fell to the ground with a clatter, followed by the headless corpse.

This sudden change stunned the other gangsters. They panicked and wanted to fire, but Su Ming fired faster. He took out Johnny's pistol and fired it all at once.

This pistol has a special fire mode that sprays out a large amount of bullets like a shotgun, sweeping a large area in front of it in a fan pattern.

So with just a bang, all the gangsters blocking the road flew out upside down, and their corpses were scattered all over the walls on both sides of the alley, becoming part of the beautiful scenery.

"Oh, I'm really looking for death." Xili just shook her head at this. She had seen too many dead people, but she didn't think it was anything. After all, the steel sword of the demon hunter was used to deal with people: "Drugs harm people. , what on earth did they knock on?"

In Night City, rich people are not easy to rob. Who knows if he is a diamond member of the trauma team, or how many military prosthetics he has on him?

Without brains or eyesight, he deserves to die.

While talking, she stood on tiptoes to keep up with the death knell, walking through the debris of people's corpses and pools of blood. After passing, she kicked her hind legs in disgust.

"Maybe it's tires or plastic slippers?" Su Ming took out the magazine of his pistol and reloaded it calmly: "Don't worry about these little bastards. Cleaning up some garbage will also be good for Night City."

In fact, the Valentino Gang is pretty good, at least relatively good among the gangs in Night City, but they are still gangs after all.

Even if you don't want to do bad things, this city will not let good people survive. In the Fourth Corporate War, all parties involved in the war used nuclear weapons. Nowadays, the resources on the earth are limited. If you want to survive, you must snatch them. play hard.

Whether it's a street gang or a giant company, it's the same. If you don't eat people, you will be eaten by others.

"Hee hee! Who would eat slippers? You're so funny." Shirley laughed, quickened her steps, walked to the death knell and continued to lead the way: "Well, that door, and then we take the elevator upstairs."

She thought the joke was good, so she didn't feel disgusted even when she wiped the brain splatter on her face.

The elevator was dirty, with feces and urine in the corners, and shoe prints on the walls. However, the TV screen playing advertisements was very solid, and it was still promoting the products of various companies, from firearms to energy foods. Anyway, all you had to do was pay.

Because the environment after the war was severely damaged, naturally grown foods are no longer available, such as meat, rice, and flour, which are not available to ordinary people. Everything sold on the street is made with high technology and hard work. replacement of.

Take grilled fish, for example. It's not fish at all, it's just artificial protein pressed into a mold to look like fish.

When Su Ming arrived in a different world, he always wanted to get something to eat, as a way to taste the local specialties and as a way to maintain his humanity, but he did not plan to eat in Night City.

Maybe the food is made from minced human corpses and then used to make it. Although it is nutritious to eat, it is definitely not delicious. As the symbiote host, he has a lot of say.

"We're here." The elevator door opened, and Xili held her nose and got out first. She even cursed and spat to the side: "I don't know who pooped in the elevator. It's really unqualified."

Yes, in this era, cats and dogs are also rare. Only a few rich people or the sons of destiny are qualified to keep pets, so the feces and urine in the elevator must be caused by humans.

If the environment is not good, the boundaries between humans and beasts will become smaller and smaller.