My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 54 054: Changing Tools

Chapter 54 054: Changing Tools
It turns out:

Falling from a high position with improper posture is very dangerous.

Fortunately, Hoffman served as a buffer.

His bald head hit the edge of the angle iron, and the metal and large pieces of glass dug into the artificial leather, directly messing up his brain.

John was struck speechless by the fall.

[Kill Hoffman. (unacommpolished)】

Several blood vessels suddenly bulged in Hoffman's arm, and then he swung the knife forward.

John leaned back and ducked.

"Fuck you monster."

He swore and looked down at the other man.

Hoffman's face was severely deformed, and even his prosthetic eye exploded, but he could still breathe. It can only be said that the European brand of implants and hormones are awesome.

If we meet in a more spacious place...

John was confident of shooting Hoffman's head, but close combat was a familiar area for the opponent, so it was normal for him to suffer some losses.

Fortunately, I loaded two good chips and a high-end custom samurai sword.

John cuts off Hoffman's arm.

He then reversed the handle and inserted the knife directly into the opponent's mouth - the metal blade with dark patterns broke through the teeth, penetrated the neck, and protruded from the bottom of the dance floor.

The blood gathered at the tip and dripped gurglingly.

John beheaded Hoffman and immediately took out the healing potion and injected it.

[Drug: Coagulation first aid MA-5 (already used)]

He looked around and found that the first floor of the bar was almost empty:
Those who didn’t have time to lift their pants, those who were too drunk to move their butts, and waiters who had no human rights were all hiding in the dark.

The originally aggressive security guard didn't know where he had gone.

John used his brain for a while, and suddenly thought clearly - this is the territory of the Black Gold Gang, the hotel owner must report the matter, and Hoffman is the one the gang wants to get rid of. The wrongdoer has his debtor, and the bar doesn't want to Adding more meaningless casualties.

John stuck his head out and observed:

The head of security was hiding in the shadows, the path to the side door was clear, and the gun-toting guards were eager to walk up to him and escort him out.

John knew there was no threat for the time being.

He refilled the recovery potion and took away Hoffman's straight knife.

[Weapon: Butterfly SOCP Dagger]

[Manufacturer: Isaac Military Industry]

[Accessories: sharp, durable coating]

This dagger is very common in the military. As an individual weapon, the butterfly SOCP dagger is designed to be low-profile, lightweight, and effective.

There is a keychain-style ring at the end of the skeleton grip, which is easy to pull out quickly, and the index finger can be passed through the ring to fight.

This knife is very good, I will carry it with me in the future.

After experiencing this close combat, John deeply understood why Eden said - the katana is just a beautiful decoration.

Using the chip of Faqi Industry to perform actions is quite fancy, and it is indeed very simple to kill street minions and unsuspecting exiles.

But when you encounter a desperado like Hoffman, you will only feel thankless, especially in the narrow terrain, John's usual firearms will not be effective.

There is another reason for changing the knife.

That means running around with a katana on your back every day...it's actually quite cumbersome, but a SCOP butterfly knife is very convenient to wear anywhere.

The electronic vein bar was eerily quiet at this time.

John couldn't wait too long and immediately ran back to the second floor to retrieve his gun.

He only searched for some supplies in the room where the weapon fell, slid along the metal handrail toward the shadow, raised his hood and left directly through the side door.

The alley was empty.

John raised his head and saw the police station's drone rumbling over, the neon lights and searchlight beams intertwined, and the loudspeaker shouting in an indifferent official voice. The street was crowded with people outside.

Two police cars parked leisurely in the distance.

This is the territory controlled by the Black Gold Gang, and it was a short bar fight. There were no bomb explosions or large-scale gun battles, so there was no need to come in and search.

There was a lot of commotion inside, which had already alarmed Mr. Vito.

Gilead led people to surround the building, demanding various guarantees from the Electronic Vein Bar, and even mentioned John's name.

He stood in the crowd and read each other's lips.

[Don’t fucking bullshit me. Do you have the guts to talk to Vito Russell about the losses? These dead Germans... don’t you have any idea in your heart? 】

[A talent scout from Xiao Town? Farke. 】

[When a guy like this appears in a shop, do you dare to say that you haven’t gained any profit? The gang will turn a blind eye to you, but don't be shameless! 】

[The attackers are our own, so we pulled out all the security personnel and warned them that there was no reward, so don't let one or two fools appear who are eager to make meritorious deeds. 】

Gilead snapped at the bar manager.

He suddenly paused and looked up at the crowd of spectators. There was a familiar figure inside.

John and he looked at each other to confirm.

Even if I said hello, I would also like to report that I am safe.

Although the process of this job is dangerous, the actions are unscrupulous. The advantage of working for a gang is that there is someone behind you to tell you the truth and wipe your ass.

In comparison, tie clips are beasts.

Just leave the rest to the Black Gold Gang.

John made a business call to Mr. Vito.

[Great job, John, but did you miss the file? Hoffman and his boxers are quite dangerous. I thought you would be more cautious. I'm not blaming you. On the contrary, your performance exceeded my expectations. 】

"Yes, the movement was quite loud. I was almost overturned by this beast."

John frowned, still feeling frightened when he looked at the blood-stained clothes.

[It doesn’t matter how big the noise is. This is Danny Street. The Black Gold Gang can protect you, but you should be careful when doing things yourself. I understand the urgency of young people to make a name for themselves, but if the boat capsizes in the gutter, nothing will happen. 】

Mr. Vito chattered a few words.

He seemed to be in a good mood.

[When gangs execute traitors, they must be as high-profile as possible. You did a great job. An arrogant and domineering boxer like him should be punished in public. By the way, there is one more thing. 】

Mr. Vito in the video turned around.

[I heard Gilead say that there are two talent scouts from the Xiaoding Gang in the bar? Haha, this is an unexpected surprise. Japanese people are very narrow-minded. You should be careful when you are in the city in the future. There may be people who don't know the heights of the world and want to trouble you. 】

"Am I at odds with the Xiaoding Gang?"

[It’s not that exaggerated. At most, it’s just a gangster throwing a tantrum, sneak attack on the road, or firing a few magazines into your car. The top management of Sakura Crossing clearly understands that the cost of killing you is too high, just for a few talent scouts... it's not worth it. If necessary, they will even take the initiative to do business with you and find work for you. 】

"It's true, I killed several of them."

[They are all cold, psychopathic things. Thanks for your hard work, John. The reward will be credited to your account later. 】

Mr. Vito raised his glass to the camera.

[Mission target update]

[Go to the Bandage Boxing Gym and look for Macao. (unacommpolished)】

The call was hung up, but the task was not over.

John was a little surprised, but after two powerful treatment needles were applied, he recovered very quickly. The high-end products from Gaia Cell Company are worth the price.

He crossed two streets back to the perimeter of the boxing gym.

When Macao saw him, he immediately shouted in surprise:

"Hey, John, I've got something for you! Oh my God, Gino, get something, he's bleeding everywhere."

 Thank you to the pianist of Bai Nvqiaozai, Yuxiao and Destiny for the reward.
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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