My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 32 032: Cutting the Tail
The nightlife at Sakura Cross Street is quite rich.

This means that when Yinqi drove by at high speed, the streets were full of cars and motorcycles, and there were screaming and shouting citizens on both sides of the road. The smart guys hiding behind the light signs avoided the machine gun fire.

The bullets shattered the surrounding display windows, and the bullet casings rolled on the wet black road. The neon lights in the pool of water were shaken slightly.

Everything is so deadly.

John got real crazy.

From the moment the ghoul opened fire in the business district, it meant that he could no longer return to the bloody factory along the coast to continue his criminal behavior.

The Xiao Town gang would come to the door with guns and chop off the hands of those who broke the rules.

Unfortunately, that’s a story for later.

Gino was paralyzed in the passenger seat, her prosthetic eyes flashing continuously, the virus software was fighting against the firewall, but her body was bearing everything alone.

Probably two streets away...

This girl is about to suffer irreversible brain damage.

All the cars on the road stopped.

Everyone watched them chase each other, and the young men and women on the rooftops of the shops cheered and threw things into the street.

Poor quality.

The Ethan Berg supercar drifted under the light sign, its left front wheel swinging wildly at high speed, and there was a possibility of losing control and rolling over in every corner.

The purpose of driving to such an extreme is to gain time.

John temporarily shook off his pursuers and immediately called Ryan Randall.

"Doctor, I need your help."

[It sounds really noisy from you there. Good guy, you didn’t call me in the middle of your work, did you? 】

"We'll talk about other things later. There is a girl next to me who is about to die. You are my most trustworthy prosthetic doctor. Help me save her."

【what's the situation? 】

John briefly recounted the situation in the cold storage.

The doctor agreed with him.

[Excessive and incompatible software is running at the same time. Although you unplug the chip, data redundancy has occurred, and redundant parameters are constantly copied, occupying the calculation...]

"She's dying. Doctor, can you please speak some fucking human words?"

[The virus in her brain is killing her. Find an anti-virus software to clear it. 】

"Shet!"

John couldn't help but curse.

The place is unfamiliar, and not to mention where to find anti-virus software, Gino's physical condition can only last a few more minutes at most.

What are you afraid of?

Gino suddenly began to twitch, his prosthetic eye turned white, and there were signs of overload and short circuit.

"Fake, don't worry."

John stabilized the steering wheel with his elbow, raised his arm, bit out his data cable from his wrist, and inserted his backhand into Gino's neck.

[Biological information scanning...]

[Confirm to connect to data terminal? Sure. 】

John had a sports car that was over 200 yards away, and he had to carefully control the black light at this time. It felt like he was performing precise surgery on a high-altitude wire rope.

Blacklight easily overwrote the program.

Electronic viruses and redundant data are cleared instantly, which is cleaner than a new chip. Even the original firewall is also cleared away.

John controlled it carefully, and if he was distracted, the black light could blow Gino's head into tofu porridge - he had done this in the black clinic on Bianchang Avenue.

"The virus is cleared, what next?"

[Pfft, it’s real or fake, you’re talking nonsense to me, right… There’s a naked girl sitting in the passenger seat, and she’s carrying anti-virus software with her? What a fetish! 】

"Fake Squid, doctor, I'm being hunted!"

[Okay, okay, don't get excited. If you really get rid of the virus and she can still breathe normally, she won't die for the time being. Send it to me. There is really only so much I can do over the phone. 】

"Thanks, wait until I get rid of my tail."

John relaxed slightly and saw the modified car through the rearview mirror.

He was also angry in his heart, so he turned around and rushed onto the inter-regional bridge, controlling the speed of the car so that the ghoul could keep up.

The side door of the van opened with a crash.

The gunmen roared and shot at him, bullets raining down around the sports car.

But not even a bullet entered the car. Ethan Berg has been modified - equipped with top-level armor and Plato's honeycomb bulletproof glass. These ghouls do not have heavy firepower, and the bullets are the cheapest street goods.

If passengers feel nervous, it's disrespectful to the company's technology.

John is about to reach the end of the bridge.

He activated the silver bike's machine gun, and all the micro-impact bullets hit the traffic light.

The electronic signal light was exploded, and the metal shell was dented and flickering. At the same time, all the surrounding searchlights were turned on in an instant.

The entire bridge was as bright as day, making the eyes of the ghoul behind hurt. However, Ethan Berg had light control and was not affected in any way.

The electronic screens began to scroll red warnings.

John increased the speed of the car, and the data on the dashboard kept soaring, and he passed by at the last second when the isolation pile was raised.

He eased off the accelerator, rolled down the window, and stretched out his middle finger against the strong wind.

Two of the ghoul's vehicles hit the alloy blocking piles one after another. There was a huge explosion, fireballs shot into the sky, and body fragments and metal debris collapsed everywhere.

"Scumbag."

John leaned against the car window and cursed.

The noisy night finally became quiet.

[Eden City-East District Commercial Street]

He found Ryan Randall holding the unconscious Gino, and then came the examination and emergency surgery.

The doctor is busy inside.

John was responsible for notifying the family - Vito Russell was very grateful and said he would send someone to take Gino home.

He hung up the phone and looked through Gino's scan results:

She is probably a hacker and has many brain implants, but they are all somewhat damaged after such a round of crimes, so it is recommended that they be replaced.

The doctor came out with the smell of alcohol and said to John: "The anti-virus is quite timely, well, it is also very clean, otherwise she would become a brain-dead person. What software did you use?"

"Trade secrets."

John didn't explain. He poured wine into the glass and drank it.

Dr. Li An sat down opposite, handed over a chip, and said: "This is the control system in her neck. Even the most basic firewall has been washed away. I felt something was wrong, so I took it out on my own initiative. .”

John stretched out his hand to hold it down and looked up at the doctor.

Rhian Randall was holding the bottle of wine and felt distressed. He did not go to see Chip and John, nor did he continue to ask any questions.

"Thanks, doctor."

John put it away tacitly.

As a thank you, he gave Li An a tip.

"The implant in this girl's head needs to be replaced, right? You put the most expensive product in the clinic on her, and when the Black Gold Gang comes to pick her up, you throw the bill in her face. It costs so much. The Black Gold Gang will definitely be willing to pay for the people Jin rescues."

Dr. Ryan narrowed his eyes, wiped his hands and returned to the operating room.

John smiled and poured himself a drink. "This thing will also be charged to their accounts."

He took a short rest in the clinic, took out a special inhibitor and inserted it into himself while no one was around.

It was as if some kind of pressure had been released, and my body felt inexplicably lighter.

He waited until the text prompt was destroyed before pulling out the remains and hiding them in his inner pocket together with the control chip taken out of Gino's body.

The doctor was really busy all night, and he tried his best to make money.

It made John a little nervous.

If they become cyberpsychotic, the Black Gold Gang will rush over and fight them to death.

Fortunately, Li An is very accurate - he chooses original products of the same series, and the safety factor and purity cannot be said.

After Gino injected the treatment medicine, he slowly woke up.

Seeing the unfamiliar clinic environment, she almost became nervous and jumped up and down like a frightened cat in the operating room.

John spent some time persuading her, then exited with the doctor, and asked her to call home to confirm before she finally calmed down.

Gino covered his head and felt dizzy.

But a series of reminders suddenly popped up on John's face.

[Task progress update]

[Ask for details about Gino's EMP transmitter. (unacommpolished)】

(End of this chapter)