Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 129 107. Unique

"You are!"

Tanaka instinctively wanted to turn around, but the gun pressed against his back made him stop halfway.

If he turned around, the other party might shoot him, and Tanaka didn't dare to take the risk.

After realizing that he might have fallen into a trap, Tanaka stared at Jimmy Kurosaki with anger in his eyes.

"Kurosaki, you bastard."

"I'm sorry sir, I was forced to do this as well."

Tanaka knew that it was useless to reprimand Jimmy Kurosaki at this time, so he simply looked at Mann who appeared from behind Jimmy Kurosaki.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know. You are our target."

Oliver walked to the side of Tanaka and looked at the company dog. "Don't even think about calling for help. There are jammers here. Whether you want to contact the company or find the gang, it's impossible for you to do it."

"You guys are"

"By the way, we've also turned off the relevant physical tests for the trauma team for you. You're welcome."

Tanaka stared at Oliver and tried to contact the outside world, only to find that just as Oliver said, this place was blocked by a jammer.

"The company will soon discover my disappearance, and then they will come to track down my last signal point."

"We know that, of course, so it won't be long."

Oliver held the bondage rope in his hand and smiled at Tanaka, "It will be over soon."

At this time, Tanaka tried to struggle: "How much did the company pay to have you carry out this mission? If you are willing to send me back and reveal detailed information, the company will definitely pay twice as much."

"Sorry, we didn't mean to violate the mission. Now let's do it well."

A large hand pressed down on Tanaka's shoulder, and at the same time, Tanaka turned his head and saw another person standing beside him with his hand outstretched.

He was a man who looked very muscular, with a small braid behind his head, and he looked quite tough.

When Tanaka saw this man, he suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

In other words, the blond man holding the ropes next to him also looks familiar.

After a brief recollection, Tanaka realized who the two people around him were.

"Jack, Oliver, the mercenary in the city."

The moment he learned of their identities, Tanaka also realized how his whereabouts were exposed.

"Wasn't the incident at the Kabuki Hall just an accident?"

"You have a good brain. You deserve to have stayed in Arasaka for so long."

When he heard the sound of the man pointing a gun at him, Tanaka's heart sank to the bottom.

Jack and Oliver are mercenaries who are now somewhat famous on the streets in Arasaka's information, but their existence is not what Tanaka fears the most at the moment. What he cares about most is the person behind him whose true face has not been revealed yet.

"Karl, the mercenary is KK, right?"

"It seems that my reputation is quite good."

"Since it's you, I have nothing to say."

Tanaka slowly raised his hand.

"You can ask for any information you want. As long as you can save my life, I will..."

Just as a few people were waiting for Tanaka to say the word "surrender" and were somewhat relaxed, Tanaka's palms, which were raised in a gesture of surrender, suddenly began to change.

The skin on his palms peeled off and opened, and along with the sound of a mechanical structure, densely packed needle-like projectile launch holes appeared on the open palms and backs of his hands.

[Needle Projectile]: A launching device that can be installed under the skin and deployed at a critical moment, which can fire deadly thick steel needles.

There were needle-like projectile launch holes on the back and palm of Tanaka's outstretched hand. When he raised his hand high, the entire room, except for himself under his arm, was covered by the needle-like projectile attack.

“Swish, swish, swish—swish—swish!”

At the moment when the needle-shaped projectile launcher fired thick steel needles and shot them in all directions, in the eyes of Carl and Jack, time slowed down. They both clearly saw the thick steel needles shooting out from the needle-shaped projectile launcher in Tanaka's hand and going in all directions.

"A company dog, worthy of being a company dog, even his surrender is full of murderous intent."

In the slow moments, Carl and Jack both knew what they were going to do.

Jack grabbed Oliver and blocked him behind him. The thick steel needle fired from the hand was not powerful enough to penetrate his subcutaneous armor, but the same could not be said for Oliver.

After dodging the thick steel needle that was about to hit him, Carl raised the Endless Night in his hand and aimed it at Tanaka's raised arm.

If you still intend to struggle, forget it.

"Bang, whoosh."

"Crack!"

After the metallic collision sound of the thick steel needle hitting the subcutaneous armor, Tanaka's screams resounded throughout the hut in the secret location.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"It's fine, why are you struggling?"

Carl calmly let go of Zhongye and was a little surprised to see Tanaka, who had both of his hands severed and only half of his arm left, kneeling on the ground and crying because of the pain.

"This guy, doesn't he have a pain editor?"

Pain Editor: A neural co-processor that inhibits pain receptors from sending signals to the parietal lobe of the brain, making the user feel no pain. Some models are said to relieve fatigue symptoms.

Although Carl and the others didn't install it, that was because they were mercenaries. Installing this thing would increase the burden on the body, so it would be better to install something else. Logically speaking, a company dog ​​of this level who no longer needs to use his hands should have this thing.

"Looking at the perversion of Black Mewtwo, I guess he is just looking for the stimulation of pain. With that thing installed, he may not be able to feel what Mewtwo feels."

Mann, who had subcutaneous armor and easily blocked the thick steel needle, walked over and glanced at Tanaka who was kneeling on the ground: "Although I don't know whether the pain editor and Mewtwo's pain regulation will conflict."

"Why don't you ask Director Mewtwo about this matter?"

When Carl looked towards Jimmy Kurosaki, he found that the Mewtwo director had fallen to the ground.

Would a Mewtwo director who is equipped with a small EMP and does not have many prosthetics on his body install subdermal armor?
Obviously, that wouldn't happen, because after the EMP was activated, he couldn't continue to move with his original body dragging the subcutaneous armor that was like an iron shell.

Tanaka was the launcher, Oliver was protected by Jack, and he dodged it. Among the four people without subcutaneous armor, he was the unlucky one. He had no one to protect him, no ability to dodge, and could not withstand it.

Looking at Jimmy Kurosaki, whose body was pierced by densely packed thick steel needles and whose flesh at the wounds was like mud, Carl shook his head and walked to him who was only breathing his last breath.

"Any last words?"

"Unblock me, kill me, you can keep the tape for yourself."

"Row."

Carl nodded, and the data flowed, disconnecting the part of Jimmy Kurosaki's mind that was connected to Mewtwo's recording. He then raised the Nightmare and aimed it at Jimmy Kurosaki.

Seeing this scene, Jimmy Heisaki was smiling with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

'It's a pity that I couldn't edit it more.'

"Bah."

Carl gave him a ride.

"Pity."

Carl said this after he finished him off.

I don't know whether he felt sorry that he couldn't hang this guy up and beat him, or if he felt sorry for something else.

"Buzz-squeak."

A recorded chip popped out from the back of Jimmy Kurosaki's neck and was held in Carl's hand.

Although this Mewtwo recording only lasts a few seconds, it is indeed worthy of being collected by Carl.

The Cyber ​​Psychosis series ends here.

The final chapter, the only one of its kind, is in Carl's hands.

(End of this chapter)