Cyber: 3 Intelligence, My Body is 100 Million Points Stronger

Chapter 89

It's all over, one of the leaders of the Sixth Street Gang, the boss of the River Valley District, Old Michael shot himself in a dignified manner, but his death was extremely tragic, that respectability is not real, he is already dead Can't die anymore.

Just like the corpse leaning against the wall, he kicked the corpse away. Seeing the dead state of the opponent, V rolled his eyes.

Where did this guy's head go?
Ah, I'm really confused, and then, V trotted to catch up with Lin Wen who walked out of the gun shop and had already walked to the aisle.

When she came over, she was still planning to pick up the corpse, looked down at the ground, tapped her lower lip with her index finger, it seemed that V had committed the old habit of "picking up trash" again
Do homeless people have the habit of picking up trash?

But because there is no light source, visibility is limited, and Lin Wen is urging himself with a cough in front, so V can only trot over in a hurry.

"You are such a prodigal! These things can be sold for a lot of money if you pick them up."

V followed Lin Wen, and said speechlessly, Lin Wen turned around and looked at V speechlessly, and said, "Do you think now is the time to pick up trash and things?"

Originally, he wanted to directly say that V picked up trash, but after thinking about it, Lin Wen changed his mind.

Mann and the others also picked up rubbish and said that most of the money made by marginalized people was earned by selling prosthetic bodies of gangsters. Well, why did they suddenly feel like they opened their own junkyard?
"But it's tens of thousands of dollars in total." V looked distressed at the corpses in the back. To be honest, the two smart gun towers at the door alone are expensive, let alone the store. Gun shop!What's in the gun shop?Of course there is a gun!What is a gun?money!

"You and Gloria have the same qualities," Lin Wen said while walking with his hands in his pockets.

"Me? What quality?" V asked curiously.

"The same greed for money."

"Tsk!" V spat, imitating Lin Wen and putting his hands in his pockets, then followed Lin Wen.

"Lin Wen, what are we going to do next? The other branches of the Sixth Street Gang probably haven't heard about it yet. Lucy and the others have cut off the surrounding network, but the movement is too big. She said we won't be able to cover it up for long. "David asked aloud.

Just now Lucy sent a message telling him that the range of the cut off network was about three kilometers, and the commotion created by this battle
Well, the situation here must not be hidden for long.

"Next."

Lin Wen looked down at the time, thought for a while, and said to David: "You and V go back to find Mann and the others first, and after gathering, bring someone to clean up the Sixth Street Gang around Hegu District. Starting today, no Sixth Street Gang members can appear in Hegu District."

Old Michael said the Sixth Street Gang had changed, and so had he.

The self-defense force once formed to protect the streets has become a dragon that oppresses the people on the streets
So he would not beg Lin Wen for mercy. After he knew Lin Wen's identity, he knew that Lin Wen hated people like him the most.

And this point during the conversation with Michael also strengthened Lin Wen's thoughts.

The Sixth Street Gang. It seems that there is really no need for it to exist.

"What about the other strongholds? Or is it over?" David asked.

"I'll go there alone." Lin Wen lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and said, "It's really impossible to kill them all, after all, there are more than 2000 people."

Looking up at the night sky, Lin Wen could hear a voice that David and the others couldn't hear, it was the sobbing from the surrounding apartment buildings.

Until now, Michael is dead, but there are still people in the River Valley District who are being persecuted by the Sixth Street Gang.

Before tonight, how many women in the same situation as Georgina had been in this area?How many women have waited for Dragon Warrior?

Ah.
"Destroy a few strongholds, kill half of the people, and deal with all the bosses, and they will naturally disperse."

"Okay, then I'll go to Mann and the others first." David looked at Lin Wen and said, he believed in Lin Wen's words because he looked at V.

"Are you serious?" V blinked in confusion.

"We've already killed more than 100 people, can this matter be fake?" Lin Wen looked at V with a smile, then turned and walked out.

V and David looked at Lin Wen's back. The street lights on the road stretched Lin Wen's shadow for a long time. He raised his hand and shook his back to David and V.

"When you're done, go home and wait for me to come back."

"I see." David looked at Lin Wen and shouted.

afterlife,

Rogge received the news from all parties, and the big fat pangolin stood behind Rogge, quietly waiting for Rogge's question.

"How is the situation now?"

Roger disconnected the communication, picked up the bullet cup, and asked.

"Grandpa is really powerful. He really took his dozen or so people to raid the Sixth Street Gang, but I don't know the specifics."

Gloria was sitting opposite Rogge, and when she heard this, her eyes moved and her expression became a little unnatural.

Of course she believed in Lin Wen,
But the deterrence of the Sixth Street Gang to Gloria is enormous. As a person who grew up in Santo Domingo, she has been afraid of the Sixth Street Gang since she was a child. Naturally, worry is an inevitable thing.

And Rogge noticed Gloria's unnaturalness, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Relax, Gloria, the Sixth Street Gang will not cause trouble to Lin Wen."

"Rogge, do you trust that old man that much?" Wei Lan said, smacking her mouth.

Apart from knowing that the marginalized people really took action against the Sixth Street Gang, Wei Lan has not received any other news.

"Of course, and if your father is still alive, he will have the same idea as me." Rogge raised the cup and said with a big smile.

But soon she put down the glass again, and said with a headache: "But now I'm really afraid that he will be red-eyed because of this. The Sixth Street Gang has been pulled out, and Santo Domingo will definitely become more chaotic in the short term. Violence cannot suppress the poor and insane."

At this moment, Gloria was taken aback suddenly, and then her eyes turned yellow.

"Hello, David?"

Rogge immediately looked at Gloria with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

David Martinez,

Rogge really remembered this name. From the day that kid installed Kerenzikov, he was destined to be no longer ordinary. He had the same prosthetic body as the old snake, and he also had Sian Weistein .

"What? Are you planning to go home now? Then Lin Wen went to Coronado Farm alone?" Gloria opened her mouth and said in surprise.

She also said this deliberately to Rogge.

After saying some more things, David was about to cut off the communication.

Seeing this, Gloria hurriedly shouted: "Wait, wait, come and pick me up first!"

After the communication was hung up, Gloria drank the wine in the glass in front of her in one gulp, then looked at Roger and said, "Rogge, I have to go back, David will come to pick me up right away, this is my third time in trouble Thank you very much for protecting me."

"You're welcome." Roger smiled slightly.

At this moment, Rogge breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, it seems that Lin Wen doesn't intend to kill everyone in the Sixth Street Gang.

Gloria said it.

But ah.
The Sixth Street Gang is really about to be removed from Santo Domingo.

Wei Lan was on the side, very surprised and said: "So Michael McGinn is dead? So fast? How long has it been?"

"Donaldson is not far from death." Rogge waved his hand, and her two men hurriedly followed Gloria who walked out of the private room.

At night, Coronado Farm,
As one of the few areas in Night City that is not under the jurisdiction of the NCPD, the local area has its own set of orders and laws.

There are bars, schools, shopping malls, restaurants and even a small subway station.

The security here is all in charge of the Sixth Street Gang. The local residents are mainly middle- and senior-level workers, and a small number of company employees. Don’t be too curious why there are company employees in this kind of place. Asking is because they are tired of it. After enjoying the feasting and feasting in Night City, it is because they are tired of the intrigues in the company.

In short, some of the residents of the Coronado farm will never leave Santo Domingo for the rest of their lives, and Arroyo, this place has a taste of utopia, but this is only on the surface for outsiders to see.

In fact, the atmosphere of the place, like the run-down suburbs of mid-twentieth-century America, reveals a bit of the truth—the Coronado ranch is no paradise.

Donaldson was sitting in his nightclub, some distance from Arroyo, the headquarters of the Sixth Street Gang.

At this moment, he was on the phone anxiously.

There was news from the river valley area that Michael's stronghold was attacked, and the attack was the group of fringe people he planned to attack.
Damn, there are hundreds of people under Michael's command. Yes, those hundreds of people will definitely not be around Michael all the time. They all have their own affairs, but Michael must leave at least a few dozen people to protect him. safe?

As the boss of the stronghold, if his gun shop didn't have dozens of people, wouldn't a few brave brats kill him?

No matter how high the status is, so what if the power is great?In a place like Night City, anything can happen.

So... what the hell happened?
"Boss, the River Valley District has fallen, Michael, Michael may be dead."

"What? Please explain the matter clearly. What do you mean Michael died? He only sent me the money in the afternoon."

Hearing this, Donaldson stretched out his hands and rubbed the space between his brows. He continued with a headache, "It seems that the Marginal family attacked Michael first. They attacked Michael's stronghold at night. More than 100 people have died now, and Michael may have died."

"After all, their target is Michael. There's no reason for them to let him go, is there?"

There was an extremely angry voice on the other end of the phone: "Of course they have a reason to let Michael go. I'm still here, Donaldson, I'm still here! Aren't they afraid of revenge from the Sixth Street Gang?"

Donaldson paused, and then there was a mocking look in his eyes.

You still here?

What has become of the Sixth Street Gang since it came under your control?

You still here?
But why don't you die?
But of course Donaldson didn't dare to say such words, after all, the Sixth Street Gang is now under his control.

"We have to prepare for the worst, don't we?" was all Donaldson could tell him.

Donaldson stood up and looked down on the third floor. His nightclub is not small, but its exterior and interior decoration are relatively simple. It is a nightclub, but it is a place for people to drink. Those in the luxury area can See how it's played, here's a no.

But upon seeing this, Donaldson's eyes froze.

"Where are my subordinates?"

There were supposed to be guards at the entrance of the nightclub, but where were the two live guards and bodyguards?
"Donaldson, what are you talking about?"

Donaldson was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

Donaldson turned around quickly, a trace of anxiety welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he looked at the door.

The people outside knocked on the door twice more.

Donaldson bit the bullet and said, "Come in."

The moment the door was opened, loud music and life came into the room, accompanied by the hissing and cursing of the local workers, as well as the sound of music playing from the less expensive equipment, all gathered together, making Donaldson, who was not drinking sober, feel A trace of irritability.

And the person who appeared outside the door made Donaldson swallow his saliva.

A blue Italian-style suit, with rounded shoulders and a slightly cinched waist design, showed this point. Standing there, the tall but thin man wore a Japanese-style ball head and wore a weird half of the rabbit mask, revealing the lower half of the white face, and greeted himself with a smile on the front.

"Good evening, Donaldson."

Hearing this strange man who suddenly appeared calling out his name, Donaldson immediately pounced on his desk, ready to take out a powerful spray gun hanging under the desk, but he just rushed under the desk and reached out to touch it. When I was there, I couldn't touch anything.

A voice sounded in the ear, extremely gentle.

"Are you looking for this?"

A smart spray gun appeared in front of him, and Donaldson's pupils froze.

When did he come here?

"Donaldson, what happened to you? Talk to Donaldson!"

I said your mother!

"What do you want to do?" Donaldson looked at him and took a deep breath.

The people standing guard at the door, now that I think about it, they are more or less dead.

He silently killed the little brother whose identity was checked, and then escaped the guard's sight and came to his place.

This guy is a top killer.

Donaldson slowly raised his hands and said, "The marginal family, right? The one who opposed you was Michael, but now he's dead, so I think everything should be over."

"Marginal man? Donaldson, what the hell are you talking to him about, kill him! Then come back to me with his head in your hands!"

Will Gunnar's roar rang in his ears.

Donaldson ignored Will's voice and looked directly at him.

"Michael McKean is dead, but I want more than that, so what?" he asked Donaldson, laughing.

"Then we can talk, what do you want?"

For his own sake, Donaldson could only reply aggrievedly.

He doesn't want to die!

"I want the Sixth Street Gang to disappear."

"you!"

"Look, it really can't be done, right?" Seeing this, the man held a gun in one hand and smiled.

"No, I didn't say no, did I?"

Donaldson suddenly smiled, he immediately hung up the communication with Will, looked at the other party and said, "You said you want to destroy the Sixth Street Gang? I have to say, you are dreaming, yes, even if you are very powerful, you can still be here today." Kill me and Will late, but the Sixth Street Gang will not be destroyed. There will be a new boss, you know? Many people are waiting for Will and me to have an accident, including Michael's side The same is true, the position of the boss will not be short of people.

And how many of you are there?As far as I know, you are a small family, and you can't manage a place as big as the Valley District, let alone the whole of Santo Domingo.

So let's do this dude, let's make a deal, I'll get my men to help you with Will, we'll kill him, and then he'll be mine, and then the valley will be yours, and I'll fix the [-]th street gang Yes, in the area under your jurisdiction, I guarantee that unless you agree, no Sixth Street Gang will appear in the future. "

Donaldson said seriously: "We can live in peace and harmony, can't we? We are fellow villagers, right?"

The other party was silent for a moment, and a smile appeared on the lower half of his face that was exposed outside the mask.

"Okay, then I beg you one thing now, fellow." He said with a smile.

Donaldson breathed a sigh of relief, not only was it solved, but he could climb even higher!
Michael's territory is not under his control. If Michael is dead, it's okay to let him out of the River Valley District. It is the Sixth Street Gang who will lose their interests, not him!On the contrary, because of this opportunity, he was able to win the position of the boss of the Sixth Street Gang!Once Will dies, he is perfectly capable of taking over Arroyo and then becoming Coronado's underground king.

Is there a better deal than this?
Donaldson smiled brightly, nodded vigorously, and said loudly, "Tell me, I will promise you."

However, that guy made the action that Donaldson feared.

He raised the spray gun and pointed it at Donaldson.

"Wait...don't make such a joke." Donaldson subconsciously raised his hand and said cowardly.

"My fellow, my request is, please. Die."

"No!!! Come on, come on—" Donaldson immediately ran out, and shouted loudly towards the door with a look of fear on his face.

His answer was a gunshot.

"boom!"

The sound of a double-barreled gun is different.
After smashing the glass with the butt of his gun, Lin Wen dropped the gun, jumped out from the third floor, and merged into the night.

one left.
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writer says

　Recently, it should become a big chapter update. The first is to rush the order to the top, and the second is to make the plot more coherent, so that the plot of the small chapters will not be interrupted all the time.

　　I've been adjusting my schedule recently

　　I'm going to sleep later
　　The 7000/8000 word update will be launched immediately, and there will be two chapters a day in the future (there is a high probability that it will be a big chapter? Fog!)

　　
　
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