Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 138 116. This order is settled
The moment Jack roared, Carl had already pulled the trigger.

He rewarded each of the four people in front of him with a bullet.

"puff."

Amid the simultaneous sounds of flesh being pierced, the three of them left this world in a daze without even putting up an effort to resist.

But, there are only three of them.

Carl, who was about to rush to Room 3 on the first floor, push open the door and deal with the remaining five people inside, slowed down as he sensed the time.

Facing Carl's shooting, among the four members of the Tiger Claw Gang at the door, only the woman reacted.

She stretched out the mantis blade from her arms, activated the Swanwestin, and in the slow time, she cut into pieces the bullets flying towards her head.

Mantis knife with Swan Westin.

The classic combination belongs to.

In the time that Carl could sense, the female member of the Tiger Claw Gang held up the mantis blade in both hands, and pounced on Carl, the "prey" like a lion hunting, vowing to pierce Carl's body with the mantis blades on both arms.

It’s amazing how you play diving.

But I've seen this classic combination many times, next one.

Data flows.

Prosthesis overheating.

The female Tiger Claw Gang member who was halfway through the attack seemed to have her body twitched, and then fell headfirst to the ground in front of Carl like a kite with a broken string.

You installed the Mantis Blade and the Swanwestin. As a member of the Tiger Claw Gang, I really don't believe that you can install any components to resist data intrusion.

"Sorry, I'm busy. I have to think carefully about what to eat for lunch later. I don't have time to play with you for a while."

Walking past the Tiger Claw Gang women whose heads must have been roasted, Carl kicked open the door of Room 3 on the first floor.

Two seconds have passed since the exchange of fire.

The Tiger Claw Gang members who got drunk at the dinner party obviously didn't have the spare money to install prostheses that could remove alcohol or regulate the body's hormone secretion, so their brains, soaked in alcohol, were still dazed when they heard the gunshots.

"excuse me."

As a guest, Carl spoke politely and raised the end of the night.

One second later.

"I've finished this."

Carl's voice came over the communication channel.

Four seconds later, Jack's voice rang out in the channel: "I'm fine here too. The leader's subcutaneous armor is quite tough, almost the same as the one we encountered at the beginning. Fortunately, the weapons I have now can penetrate them all."

"Is the target okay?"

T-BUG was obviously paying attention to the whole process and had some understanding of the exchange of fire between several people, but the current specific situation of the kidnapped target was still unclear.

"It's okay, the clothes are all neat and tidy. It seems that this group of Tiger Claws really want to sell it for a good price. However, some virus chip may have been installed on it. It's still unconscious now."

"Can I connect it, Jack? Let me check it out." "I'll bring her down and connect it. The data interface is here. I found it. It's behind her ears and covered by her hair. This girl really likes beauty."

Listening to the conversation between Jack and T-BUG on the line, Carl searched for some money and after finding out that the total was no more than 500 Euros, he called Johnson, an old acquaintance of his in the NCPD.

"Mr. Johnson, I have completed a commission here. Many people from the Tiger Claw Gang died. Do you mind finishing it up for me?"

"Forget about the scavengers, Tiger Claws. I'm not a body collector. That's the job of the emergency medical technicians at the medical center."

"Nice guns."

"Address, I'll be there right away."

After giving the address, Carl yawned again. He did get up early.

Weapons are like this, if you take them to a weapons store, you won't get much money. Those arms dealers are very stingy when it comes to second-hand weapons. It would be better to give these things to Johnson. At least he can arm the NCPD personnel under his command.

As for Johnson, Carl is his friend, so he knows something about him. Although, Johnson is not really a good person, he accepts bribes, often asks for protection money from street vendors, and beats up the vendors if they don't pay. But overall, Johnson is indeed a rare and dedicated NCPD in Night City.

They dare to face cyber psychopaths and will protect the civilians to evacuate first in dangerous moments. There are really not many NCPDs in Night City who can do this.

Compared to those NCPD personnel who confiscate weapons and sell them, and dig up corpses to trade for second-hand prosthetics, who are essentially no different from scavengers who just put the money into their own pockets, Johnson and his men at least know how to get things done.

At least Carl knew that if these weapons were given to Johnson and his officers, they would really use them to deal with scavengers and gang fights, and would even dare to fight against cyber psychopaths once or twice.

That's enough.

"Ok?"

Carl originally wanted to collect the weapons so that it would be easier to move them when Mr. Johnson and his men came over. Unexpectedly, he felt something hard on the waist of his female Tiger Claw Gang member.

I didn't notice it when I was searching for money. Is this a chip?
There was some Japanese written on the surface of the chip. Carl blinked and recognized what it said.

'Self-researched Sian Westin Experiment Record-Personnel No. 8.'

Self-developed by Sian Westin.
The woman is from the Tiger Claw Gang, and the people behind the Tiger Claw Gang are
I see. That's why a member of the Tiger Claw Gang has both a mantis knife and a Swan Westin. The former is available in cheap version, but the latter costs at least 70,000 Euros, which is not affordable for ordinary Tiger Claw Gang members.

So, he is the experimenter.

The company's common practice is to treat you as an experimental subject, but they will give you powerful prosthetics. For street people who crave power, it is really impossible to refuse.

As experimental subjects, gang members are at least better than civilians randomly picked from the streets.

Carl was a little interested in the contents of the chip, but of course he couldn't just insert it in such a place. There might be some virus in it. If he was knocked down, Jack and Oliver would have to carry him to find Old Wei, and then they would be laughed at when they woke up.

Thinking about being laughed at by Jack and Oliver for inserting a chip of unknown origin, it is better not to do it.

It's not like I was ambushed while accepting a mission from a client. It's embarrassing to think about this kind of ambush that could have been avoided but was caused by recklessness.

When Johnson and his men arrived, Carl and his companions were just about to leave. After saying hello to Johnson, they transported the target in the trunk to the location agreed upon with Wakako on Japan Street and completed the handover.

"Well done KK, the target is intact, the client will be happy, the money has been transferred, the deal is closed."

After receiving 40,000 and ending the call with Wakako, Carl sent an invitation to T-BUG, who was about to hang up the call because of a bill.

"Are you interested in working together T-BUG?"

(End of this chapter)