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Chapter 191 The Killer Leaves

In Tang Ji's era, the so-called crime rate had already broken through the peak value acceptable to society at the beginning of the century, so that no one counted the crime rate at all.

How many people die in accidents every day in Night City?How many of these people died of crime?
It can be seen from the Dead Man's Lottery, a regular daily lottery event, that Yecheng people are free and easy about the city's crime rate and laugh at themselves.

Tang Ji himself had never bought the lottery of the dead, but he knew that many people in the bureau had been buying it. Sometimes, completely unnecessary street wars broke out between law enforcement officers and street fighters in order to manipulate the results.

But the first day Killer with Thousand Faces entered Night City, the final lottery number of the death lottery more than doubled from the previous day.

Killer of a Thousand Faces, this nickname has become a new hot word in Night City following Daoud's unscrupulous killings. Some enthusiastic citizens took pictures of the whole process of Daoud's transformation with their mobile phones and posted them on the Internet.

Such weird superhumans almost immediately caused panic among human beings. After the baptism of superhuman waves, people can accept that their neighbors do not need lighters to light cigarettes, and accept that they do not need refrigerators to cool down.

It is even acceptable for someone to soar in the sky without wings, but can change into someone else's appearance at will, which is beyond the limit.

How do you know if the friend you drank with today is really your friend, not some perverted killer?

How do you know that the mayor who appeared on TV today and asked the Law Enforcement Bureau to arrest the newly emerged killer of a thousand faces as soon as possible is the mayor himself?

The appearance of the Man with Thousand Faces has caused cracks in the already fragile order of Night City. They have already begun to experience the pain of the human resistance organization facing the players.

In order to prevent being infiltrated by beings like the Man with Thousand Faces, the Ark organization spent huge sums of money in the new base, using flexible screen materials to lay the floor, accurately measuring and mapping the step distance of each entrant, collecting biological information, and checking it in real time.

The joint investigation office controlled by Mikkelsen simply let Mikkelsen hold all the important positions part-time, and the hired employees are only responsible for odd tasks and do not touch core secrets.

This is rich and powerful, and some small organizations can only adopt a more primitive method, regularly checking whether personnel are replaced.

Daoud already clearly felt that his actions in Night City were getting more and more difficult. The simple folk customs of this city made its residents shoot decisively in the face of possible risks.

After being injured by a reporter, when Daoud was looking for an opportunity again, he was shot by a grumpy bar owner with a shotgun on his body armor because he missed the signal.

Thankfully, he was used to wearing armor in the last world, and not wearing body armor in this world is as awkward as not wearing underwear, so he only broke two ribs.

"I underestimated Tang Ji, and I underestimated the world." Daoud sat in the bar full of corpses, poured himself a glass of wine, and communicated with his companions in a spiritual dialogue: "They still have some skills. "

"You still have at most one and a half minutes to complain, their drones are very fast." The companion's tired voice came from his mind: "I don't know why you are wasting time drinking here, but there are still nineteen Hours, I will end this mission."

"No, it won't take that long. I plan to give up this mission now. I admit my failure." He savored the aroma of the spirits: "I really love this world. Their productivity is so high that it can be used for waste. It’s not advanced enough to plan the energy distribution of stars like we do.”

"I don't want to hear you complain about the social system, Daoud, I have enough contribution points to offset the impact of this failure just like you." The companion reminded before leaving the psychic network: "You still have 42 seconds to leave .”

After the ears became clean again, the melody of the classic songs in the bar slowly entered Daoud's ears. At this time, he disguised himself as a tall black man.

With the surging water flowing all over his body, a relatively thin and short white man showed his true face, this is the original appearance of this body.

He had already heard the sound of sirens in the distance, and it was obvious that the law enforcement officers had surrounded the place.

Daoud doesn't want to lose this body, because he is the original body of the ability [Silence and Breathlessness]. Once this body is lost, the development progress of the pioneers on this ability will be locked.

However, this ability is relatively not that attractive. Apart from him, no other pioneer is willing to take the time to practice it, so if you lose it, you will lose it.

He couldn't kill Tang Ji in a short time, and the planner of the Virtue Seven had already been activated. In order to occupy a place, he could only make trade-offs.

Daoud finally filled his wine glass again, emptied it in one gulp, took out his mobile phone and turned on the video function to point at himself: "Tang Ji, you won this round, we will see you again soon."

After leaving the 'last words', Daoud had heard footsteps outside the door, and without hesitation took out his pistol, pointed it at the chin and shot himself.

Death is the fastest way for them to get out of the binding state with their bodies. Although it will cause a certain degree of soul loss, it is better than facing Tang Ji directly, right?

Daoud was very decisive when he pulled the trigger, without any hesitation. When the gunshots sounded, several Valentino gang gunmen walked in after pushing the door to find cover, and fired randomly at the place where the gunshots sounded. .

"Cease fire! Damn it! Fuck cease fire, we're late!" A little boss shouted as he looked at the corpses that filled the bar.

Their people deliberately rear-ended the law enforcement patrol car, just to get here one step ahead of time, and planned to find a chance to kill the killer of the thousand-faced man first.

Not only for Tang Ji's reward and favor, but also for his own benefit.

Compared to the officials and law enforcement officers in Night City, these street fighters are the ones who have suffered the most. The people of Night City have long been accustomed to the fact that the law enforcement officers are always one step behind. It is not surprising that they cannot deal with the Thousand Faces.

But for several major gangs, Tang Ji relied on his own strength to suppress the entire underground order in Night City and had to bow his head, and now it is the Thousand Faces who are rampant on the streets.

The successive occurrences of such accidents have shaken the order they have established over decades. Not only the foreign gang members feel that they are weak, but even the emerging superhumans have begun to ignore them.

The most intuitive example, before low-level street fighters collected protection fees, they only needed to make a phone call or go around for consumption, but now they had better wear body armor and load the bullets.

Because you never know if the honest person who was submissive yesterday awakened into a superhuman in the time it took to sleep.

As much as I hate to admit it, several major gangs have been living in dire straits lately.
(End of this chapter)