My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 15 015: Escape to the East District
The Isenberg supercar was speeding along the gravel road in the industrial area, and the rearview mirror reflected the firelight in the factory area around the driver's seat.

The crackle of flames and gunfire diminished.

Boom, beep~
John slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

Silver Cavalry made a short trumpet sound.

"Are you Shark Coin!"

he yelled at the doctor. "The co-pilot fired at the glass. If the front windshield is equipped with a nano-interceptor net, it will bounce back and beat us into pieces!"

"The situation is critical, man. If it were any later, we would have died. Doesn't that count as saving your life?"

"Save me? Do I deserve to wade into this muddy water?"

"..."

Rhian Randall had a lump in his throat and quickly calmed down. "Sorry, John, I owe you a big debt."

"The trouble is not solved yet."

John pulled the gun back and placed it on his lap, then stared seriously into the rearview mirror.

The sound of engines coming from far and near came from the road.

A beam of car lights passed Yinqi from the side, making the two of them squint subconsciously, and then the guardrail in front of the road was broken with a bang.

Debris flew randomly on the gravel road.

A red-painted desert scooter emerged from the smoke.

The thugs from Nocturne Bar shot them wildly.

The Silver Cavalry lost its windshield, and the bullet grazed the hood, even around the driver's seat and hit the AB pillar.

欻——

John suddenly drifted on the spot, facing the parking space with a bulletproof net forward, then accelerated and changed lanes to escape from another road.

The roads in the industrial area were rugged and narrow, and the Silver Cavalry was unable to take advantage of its speed.

Desert vehicles are on a rampage.

Its front bumper has been modified, and the alloy steel frame is extremely stiff. It may have been removed from an armored vehicle.

John braved the hail of bullets and moved flexibly on the gravel road.

"Fake!"

Dr. Lean felt terrible.

His vision was spinning, tires were burning and gunshots were ringing in his ears, and the huge centrifugal force wanted to pull his heart out.

"Lower your head!"

John suddenly held down the doctor's head.

Rumble~
The time bomb that was set exploded.

The terrifying fire ball was like a beast rising from the ground, swallowing the entire desert vehicle into the flames. Then the black frame of the vehicle was spit out and rolled several times on the road wrapped in thick smoke...

[Destroy the minions in Nocturne Bar (Complete)]

"Whoo~"

John breathed a sigh of relief.

Rhian Randall hammered his chest hard and said with lingering fear: "This night seems to take me back twenty years ago."

"You're still showing off, and I was almost chopped up alive by the gang."

"Haha, it doesn't make sense. Who hasn't experienced the days when the blade of a knife licks blood? I'm just not young anymore..."

Dr. Ryan took out a bottle of wine from his inner pocket. He first kissed the mouth of the bottle, then raised his neck and drank it down.

John raised his eyebrows and questioned.

“Is it really possible to be an alcoholic and work as a prosthetic doctor?”

"This is the cheapest dopamine in my life. Besides, the work in Nocturne Bar has no technical content, so I can't take it seriously..."

"At least you're out of that mess."

"Let's talk about this after we get off the bus."

The doctor took a long breath and explained. "Bignan Street is Nocturne's sphere of influence. We set off such huge fireworks in the industrial area. There must be Nocturne thugs on the street searching for us... You have to send me out of the blockade."

[Mission target update]

[Send Ryan Randall to his destination. (undone)】

"Have you decided how to plan your new life?"

"I have saved some money and will open a clinic on another street. The power there has a bad relationship with Nocturne, and there will be people who will protect me."

"Nocturne won't chase him to the end?"

"It's necessary or not. It's enough to force me into this. It's just a matter of face." The doctor shook his head and looked very clear.

John drove across the city of Eden.

Nocturne did set up a blockade, but it was still the same as the gangs - adding a few more cars to patrol outside, and when they encountered the target, they would close in and shoot.

Silver rides wildly on the highway.

The neon signs cast colorful reflections on the wet road, leaving behind the garbage drivers who tried to block them.

[Eden City-East District Commercial Street]

Here is the final piece of the puzzle for the transformation of the old city.

Various old-fashioned buildings are surrounded by high-rise buildings. Exquisite businesses and the old appearance of the city are confronting each other, creating a mixed feeling of separation.

The streets are bustling with activity.

Several 24-hour shops were overcrowded.

The doctor threw the bottle into the back alley, turned around and asked:

"Are you familiar with Dongcheng District?"

"I have lived in Eden City for more than twenty years." John blurted out and was suddenly stunned again. "Well, I haven't been here much actually."

"Hahaha, okay, I'll take you for a walk and familiarize yourself with the route. Please come often to take care of my business in the future."

They walked down the street steps.

The dynamic core of the East District is underground, so there are many steps or secret entrances extending downward around the commercial street.

John passed through a passage and his view became wider.

This was originally a parking lot for a certain building.

The main structure of the building is all from the 1920s. The supporting columns have been re-reinforced with steel, all civil air defense facilities have been opened, and the exhaust fans are whirring. Together with other parts of the East District, they form an underground maze that extends in all directions.

There's even an open square in the center.

"Open air" because of the huge gap hanging above its head.

It is reminiscent of a certain terrorist act that shocked the whole city.

The neon lights of Eden City shine in from there, like colorful mist falling from the sky.

The place is bustling with people, there are many shops, and there are even bands playing.

Surrounding the stage were flamethrowers modified from car exhaust pipes, as well as smoke and noise created by burning motorcycle tires.

"It's quite lively, isn't it?"

The doctor walked along the wall covered with fluorescent graffiti, and the pungent aroma of nicotine mixed with the air filled the air.

John observed carefully:
Shops are built using building angles and height differences.

In addition to common electronic equipment, illegal prosthetics, pornographic chips and illegal drugs, it also provides businesses such as clothing, food, and car modifications.

The owners of each shop have made modifications and wear tattoos, trying to improve their image to improve the average local combat power level.

There are many dangerous elements, but the security is not too bad.

There are armed officers patrolling around the square.

"This place has existed since the outbreak of the Revolutionary War in Eden City. It is the most famous underground trading center in the east."

The doctor introduced him in a familiar manner.

"Middlemen and prestigious mercenaries like to come here. If you meet a celebrity, you can have them autograph your coat and prosthetic limbs."

"I don't want to be a stupid fan."

"Hahaha, okay, but I have a hunch, John, sooner or later you will become a man of the hour in Eden City."

Dr. Li An stood in front of a panel and scanned his face for verification.

The electronic gate slowly rises, followed by a channel with blue light, built-in weapons scanners and disinfectant spray.

He clapped his hands and activated the light control system.

An exquisite private clinic appears in front of you:
The internal space must have a layout of at least three rooms and two halls, and there may even be a dedicated fully sterilized operating room.

Metal frameless console with six expansion screens.

"All the money I saved is here."

The doctor looked proud, but noticed something strange about John. "Hey, why do you look so bad? Were you shot on the road?"

"I'm allergic to clinics."

John waved his hand. "Some not-so-good memories."

Rian Randall pursed his lips and shrugged: "Okay, let's talk about your remuneration."

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