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Chapter 767: People above the rules
Constantine Tani, who was only 16 years old, led his wingman through the air gracefully and landed at the airport of Davis Mengshan Shelter. He happily painted two trucks on the side of his car. A simple drawing with pride on his face.

He does have something to be proud of. Constantine inherited his father's expertise in spatial positioning and can fly fighter jets to make all kinds of incredible moves in the air. From a rookie to the second-ranked pilot in the shelter, he only used Less than two weeks.

The first ranked player was Eclair, and Constantine couldn't lock his figure in the air.

But there is undoubtedly a gap between the two of them in terms of technical level. When the Marauder Air Force came to harass them before, the siblings often teamed up to fight the enemy. In just five days, they each reached the level before the Apocalypse. The record of an ace pilot.

Eclair had eight, while Constantine had five.

However, Constantine feels that he can overtake Eclair by working overtime, so he has been on duty almost every day recently, and every time he takes his wingman beyond the prescribed patrol range, just to find more prey.

Unfortunately, there was no Predator plane today. Constantine looked a little regretfully at the row of simple drawings representing military achievements on his plane.

His painting talent was inherited from his mother, Miwako, and he has a very distinctive personal touch. He imitated the scenes of old air combat movies and drew a shark mouth on the nose of his plane, making the entire Skyraider look much more fierce.

"Constantine!" An old ground handler from Adecado Rangers greeted Constantine, looked at the stick figure on his plane and exclaimed: "Get the record again? Do you really want to surpass Eclair? ? Bad luck to those looters, right?"

"Yes! Woe to them!" Constantine gritted his teeth. He had not forgotten the last time he was chased like a dog in the sky.

"By the way, there's a big shot in the shelter today, and you won't be able to guess who it is." The old ground attendant was teasing the child while inspecting various parts of the aircraft.

"How can there be any big shot these days? Let me tell you, you don't know how deep our refuge is. Even if the Seven Deadly Sins come, I won't blink an eye!" When Constantine said this, he felt a little guilty. .

Because although he said that about Aunt Anne, in fact, he had organized his friends several times to try to peek at Anne taking a bath, but he was discovered by the other party every time, and he had been beaten several times by Miwako for this.

Miwako originally planned to let Ethan do it, but Ethan blushed and said he couldn't do it. As a result, the sensitive Miwako noticed something was wrong. It turned out that Ethan was the one who took the lead in trying to peek at Annie's bath.

He was so ruthless when deleting traces in the surveillance system, and his methods were so perfect that Miwako could easily determine that the perpetrator was Ethan himself.

Because the surveillance in the entire shelter can be deleted without leaving any traces of anyone she can find, only Ethan is left. After all, Miwako is a senior intelligence spy of the Arasaka Group, and there is a hacker plug-in in the prosthetic body. If Without Ethan's existence, she would be the hacker sister of the shelter.

So the scene changed from the original mixed male and female doubles to a silent father, a silent son, and an angry mother.
Ethan still feels pain all over his body when he thinks of the scene at that time. Being implicated by her father, Miwako directly used the interrogation techniques of the Arasaka Intelligence Department. It was too cruel.

"It's really the Seven Deadly Sins." Old Diqin shared with some excitement: "That Surte brought Tang Ji back! I really didn't expect that Tang Ji was still alive! I knew he must be fine!"

"Who? Tangji? He's back? While I'm away?" Constantine, who calls himself the number one fan, immediately jumped off the plane and ran towards the entrance of the shelter: "Damn it! I actually missed this historical moment. !”

As the son of Ethan and Miwako, Constantine naturally knows a lot about the inside. He knows all the secrets between the Seven Deadly Sins, the war between humans and players, and also knows all kinds of news about Tangji.

In short, as a second generation who doesn't know which category to classify, Constantine has grown up with these stories almost since he was a child.

As the supporter of the team, Ethan always has an overall overview of the entire operation. For example, during the famous Battle of Paris, Ethan had multi-camera, full-angle brain videos that Constantine watched more than once. Those scenes that are not suitable for children make my blood boil every time.

Uncle Martin, Uncle Saint, and Uncle Tony can tell Constantine more details from different angles, because they are all people who followed Tang Ji in the charge, and Constantine's mother can tell Constantine about the company's reputation in that era. Perspective, let’s show Constantine how much impact Tang Ji’s existence has had on the world.
In fact, in addition to his strength, the world's worship of Tang Ji is more about his stance and sense of justice.

Although it is a bit weird to use the words "good man" and "just" to describe Tang Ji, for Constantine, a new generation of people who have stripped away the era and filters, it is actually easy to understand. Tang Ji is the kind of person who is not bound by the law. , a cowboy type character who knows how to adapt, but is quite stubborn.

He has his own unique but not unscrupulous moral values, and adheres to the principle of dealing with others only if they don't offend me. He rarely bullies the weak. Well, actually it's not that few. After all, Tang Ji's strength has improved so fast that he For a long time, anyone who hit someone was a bully.

For ordinary people, they could search for news about Tang Ji every day to relieve the pressure they were under in society, but for large companies at the time, Tang Ji was like a nightmare.

Firstly, a nuclear bomb cannot kill him; secondly, a nuclear bomb cannot kill him.

This verified news made Tang Ji completely outside the rules. Humanity could not find any way to eliminate Tang Ji for the time being, so his rules were just rules.

For the Arasaka Group, this concept is particularly profound. Tang Ji walked into the company headquarters in such a swagger, killed Saburo Arasaka with one shot, and scrapped the company's most important extraterrestrial asset, the Crystal Palace, and then left in a swagger. No other department employees were alerted.

But Tang Ji's shot actually hit the main artery of Neon. In just a few days, the entire Neon's financial assets of trillions of federal coins were evaporated, causing the entire Neon to collapse before the Day of Apocalypse. It fell into a financial crisis that was almost as good as the end of the world.

In Miwako's words, during that time, people lined up to jump from the roof every day, and Neon people all learned the habit of not walking against the wall.Constantine couldn't imagine the concept of that. He had never seen any high-rise buildings in his life. Although he had seen a lot of them in movies, he had never seen them in real life, and he didn't understand the completeness of doing it for money. What do people think when they commit suicide relying on false things artificially given value? Their inner world is probably more difficult to understand than predators, right?
With this thought and the excitement of meeting his idol, Constantine formally arranged his clothes in front of the gate, then took a deep breath and walked into the shelter.

After taking a few steps, he saw his unreliable father and a bunch of uncles playing billiards in the entertainment room, with the classic old song "This Fffire" playing on the record player.

Constantine watched them talking, laughing, and drinking with each other. Although the beer brewed by the shelter had a harsh taste, it was an irreplaceable consumable. Even his mother, who was extremely serious every day, laughed and chatted. Martin clinked glasses with each other, showing an arrogance he had never seen before.

Like... flame.

Constantine felt as if he had seen these people when they were young, a side he had never seen before. He saw Uncle Tony laughing so loudly because of a joke that the whole person coughed, but Grandpa Anthony not only Instead of letting the other person calm down, he gave him a bigger cup!
He swore that he had never seen Uncle Tony so happy since he was born. He was always used to staying alone quietly, seeming to be remembering the past and complaining about the injustice of fate.

But now, Uncle Tony finally seemed to have the aura of the world's best raider. He drank a large glass of beer in one go, and then yelled for his father to follow him.

Constantine saw his father, who was always smiling, taking off his shirt, with one foot on the chair with his bare arms, holding a basin-sized container in one hand and drinking, while his old man Mom was just smiling and cheering.

Uncle Martin clapped rhythmically next to him, beating the drums like a metal metronome.

As for Uncle Saint, he sat there with blurred eyes, and that sense of relaxation radiated from the inside out, making people feel very comfortable just looking at him.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Constantine saw a man in a windbreaker hit the white cue ball. The cue ball hit the black eight, and the black eight fell into the pocket. It was a simple shot, but the corner of the man's mouth showed A satisfied smile.

Is that Tangji?
Tang Ji can no longer remember the last time he played billiards. After all, with his current memory, it has to be traced back to before 2055.
He has no memory of these team members, but sometimes, the relationship between people does not need memory support. Tang Ji enjoys this feeling now. These people make him feel less lonely.

The feeling of being betrayed by memory, abandoned by the times, and overwhelmed by responsibility is suffocating.

Tang Ji must be strong enough and powerful enough to face this new world. Even if Night City is shit, it is still a city after all. And now, it is said that even Night City no longer exists.
"Who is that little guy?" Tang Ji leaned on the billiard table with a cigarette in his mouth, pointing at Constantine Gu Ren and asked.

"That's my son!" Ethan, who was already a little drunk, grabbed Miwako, kissed her heavily on the face, and showed off: "Our son!"

If Tang Ji's memory was still there, he would definitely joke at this time that those who train muscles are not as good as those who play with brains. It's too bad.

But he didn't, so he could only reach out and wave to the other party: "Come here, kid, play a round with me."

Tang Ji can feel the trust and respect they have for him. He likes this atmosphere, but he can't blend in. In contrast, he prefers to deal with these New Hope generations, at least they won't ask questions when they meet.
"You are Tang Ji! Oh my god! Are you really Tang Ji?" Constantine jumped three feet high like a lottery player who had won the lottery.

Soult burst out laughing at that time. He was the most familiar with Tang Ji. Of course he knew what Tang Ji was thinking. He had already seen Constantine standing there. He just wanted to wait for Constantine to give Tang Ji a surprise'.

Maybe it was because he had been knocked on the head too many times in the past, but now Xiao Su especially liked to see Tang Ji deflated.

Soult laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh, but he still explained: "Boss, that's your number one fan! If Miwako hadn't agreed, he would have hung your Time magazine cover on the wall!"

When talking about this matter, Constantine immediately retorted with anger: "I didn't know that the photo was of a naked body! Uncle Martin told me that it was Tang Ji's most collectible photo, and he lied to me three times. The monthly salary was just given to me!”

Constantine's words made the whole scene look more harmonious. Everyone was laughing, except the client, Constantine, and the other client, Tang Ji.
"Tang Ji, do you still remember me?" Annie joined this old friends gathering midway, but her cautious expression and movements gave people the impression that she was here to steal wine.

"If you have known me before, it means you are here. I don't have time to guess your thoughts." Tang Ji sat on a chair, facing the projector.

Playing on the projection screen was a large amount of news, videos and documentaries about Tang Ji collected by Constantine. Yes, although no permission was obtained, there were fans who filmed a documentary about Tang Ji through various channels.

Interviews in the documentary include but are not limited to Tang Ji's former colleagues in Night City, street fighters who had dealt with Tang Ji on the streets, prisoners in Night City Prison who experienced the Bloody May, etc.

These things are pieced together without any real content, but they can help Tang Ji understand more about himself and the world before the Apocalypse from other angles.

"Ahaha, I'm fine. I just want to say hello to old friends. After all, I haven't seen each other for a long time." Annie smiled unnaturally, but there was no way, her abilities were useless in front of Tang Ji, or should I say , almost all the abilities of the Seven Deadly Sins are not very useful in front of Tang Ji.

If we talk about the rules represented by the Seven Deadly Sins, then Tang Ji must be the one above the rules. Anne doesn't want the other party to know that she is the one who woke him up from his sweet dream.
"Based on the heart rate, it sounds like you are more like my rival." Tang Ji looked back at Annie and gave a very pertinent opinion.

(End of this chapter)