Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 67 Escape (Ⅲ)

The black buildings collapsed one after the other, and the dark messy threads scattered into thin threads one after another, and fled in all directions in a panic.

The panicked screams of the crowd shrouded the audience in all directions through the speakers, as if they were on the scene.

“This is a true story.”

The ruins of the houses and the figures of the exiles all dissipated in the paleness.

In the end, they converged into such a short and cold sentence on the screen.

"Animated film in documentary form?"

"Isn't it interesting?"

Xita was chewing popcorn, talking indistinctly, with bulging cheeks, like a cute hamster.

Yawei nodded lightly, occasionally entertaining in a human way is also a novel experience.

Xi Tan raised her eyebrows, took a sip of the warm milk tea, and turned her attention to the movie.

Yawei put a large cup of popcorn on the unoccupied couple's seat next door, and let the girl lie comfortably in his arms, imitating her appearance and turning her gaze to the screen.

The main character appears.

He limped along the wall in the dark alley, his body was covered with cuts and bruises.

A grand explosion blasted his little home into the sky, and temporarily bought him a little time.

The last medicine was just swallowed by him.

Time to stay awake is running out.

Although he is crazy enough now.

Normal people don't bury huge tons of high explosives under the floor of the room they live in.

It's a pity that I couldn't even kill those vicious dogs.

The burly man in the lead seemed to be a smart man, and he noticed something was wrong immediately, and seemed to pull his teammates away immediately.

It's good for a smart person, so he is qualified to take his life.

If he died in the hands of a reckless man for no reason, he would be laughed at by Nia and old Rui Fan in the future.

Dila sighed at the overhanging sea above her head, and exhaled a cloud of faint white mist, which was smashed into a sieve by the merciless raindrops in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

"The hero's fate is quite tragic." Xi Tan sniffled and said sullenly.

"A refugee whose country is ruined and whose family is destroyed, flees endlessly towards the ends of the earth." Yawei touched Xita's head and summed it up simply.

A quarter of the way through the movie, a gloomy tone hits the face.

"But it's a happy ending, isn't it?" he added.

"The hero at the beginning is really happy." Xi Tan said, pushing his head into his lover's warm embrace.

In the classic reverse order method, the current hero tells his past story.

Yawei doesn't like this way, he subconsciously hates this kind of story with a predetermined ending.

Even if the ending of the story is happy.

"Don't you like it?" Xi Tan leaned against her boyfriend's body, even with her back turned to him, she could sensitively detect his changing emotions.

"I hate stories with a certain ending." Yawei chose to tell the truth.

"Hmm..." Xi Tan replied in a low voice, noncommittal, but stuck to him even tighter.

"The ending is already set, why do you still have to struggle?" Feng Yu agreed with her soft voice, and Qi Qi made a deafening noise that flooded the world.

"This is a human being. Even though he is crazy, he is still a human being." Rottweiler responded in a low voice, carefully bandaging the horrific wounds all over Bit's body that had collapsed on the ground.

At the moment of the explosion, the four of them opened up the newly installed Sianweistan prosthetic body together.

But even if they can transcend time in an instant, they are not completely immune to the destruction caused by the explosion.

Boros and Rottweiler had rich experience and avoided the flying corpses in time.

The newcomer Melissa has not yet gotten used to this feeling of rapid speed, and her thoughts have not had time to give her body the order to avoid it.

It was Bit who used that not-so-tall body to block all the bursting gravel particles for her.

The price is that there are a few more blood holes piercing through the front and back, and large and small wounds on the body, which are shocking.

Fortunately, the medical equipment is fully prepared, and Bit's life is not in danger for the time being.

"Is he okay?" Melissa asked in a low voice, full of self-blame.

"It's a bad life, I can't die." Rottweiler bandaged Bit's wound and responded softly.

"Where's the captain?"

"Killed."

Rottweiler cast a last glance at Bit, who had passed out, turned around and stood in front of the window, looking out at the storm that would stop when he didn't know when, and murmured softly.

Melissa opened her mouth, hesitated to speak.

In the end, she still lowered her head and pricked up her ears, silently looking for some angry thunder mixed in the wind and rain.

"Why are you the only one left, where are your other teammates?"

Dila leaned against the wall, shouting to the cold figure standing in the shadows ahead.

"It was my fault. Killing you is enough for me alone." Boros said every word, and the thick lightning pierced the sky at this time, followed by roaring thunder.

"Ha." Dila laughed softly, spreading her arms flat, as if she was going to catch her without a fight.

He stayed where he was quietly, waiting for Boros to approach step by step.

"Ta Tata..."

Boros walked slowly, his footprints were deeply imprinted on the ground, as if it contained great power.

Dilla frowned.

As a result, the flat hands burst into flesh and blood, and instantly turned into the scythe of death.

He crossed and waved towards Boros' neck, but was surprised to find that the figure of the burly man turned into a continuous afterimage, disappeared in the air, and escaped the deadly sneak attack.

"Sian Westin? They are willing to replace the running dogs with this kind of thing." Dila recognized the truth of Boros' disappearance.

Compared with the traditional Krenchikov, which is widely used by the military, the Sianweistein is better and more dangerous and deadly.

It is a life-threatening weapon for both others and oneself.

Boros put the large-bore revolver in his hand against Dila's temple, and squeezed the trigger hard.

There was a huge roar, but the fatal bullet fell through the air.

Dila's chuckle came from beside Boros.

It wasn't because he was well-informed that he could recognize Sean Westin.

It's just because he also installed this deadly prosthetic body.

Just a few days ago, the man from Zhang's group left Dila with a gift.

"name?"

"Boros."

The figures of two men, one tall and one short, disappeared into the misty rain.

The high-speed body criss-crossed in the narrow space, and in the rainstorm, a dry open space was abruptly cleared.

The raindrops were crushed and evaporated the moment they approached this field.

But the words were all unhurried, spit out word by word from each other's mouths.

"It's beyond my expectation, Dilla." Boros said, his tone calmed down, and all the monstrous anger was hidden between the interlaced sharpness and fireworks at that moment.

"Boros, are you interested in making a deal?" Dila said softly, but easily penetrated the roar of the collision of the praying mantis blades.

"sucker Punch?"

"Gift, Boros, the last gift of the dying."

"Gift?" Boros chuckled, and between the 790th sword collision, severed Dila's old mantis blade.

"Gift." Dila emphasized one last time, staring quietly at Boros' downcast eyes.

The torrential rain scrambled to engulf the dry and pure land, and the icy rain fell on Boros' head.

As if to cool down his boiling heart and killing intent.

"go on."

(End of this chapter)