Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 516 129. Progress
Needless to say.

Led by the first member of the Tiger Claw Gang who charged forward, the rest of the Tiger Claw Gang members drew their weapons and rushed towards Carl.

One person alone might not be KK's opponent, so from the beginning they prepared to attack together. With sixty-five of them fighting in close combat, plus the fifteen Voodoo Gang hackers behind them, it was eighty to one, and KK had no chance of winning.

No chance of winning?
If Carl knew what they were thinking, he might have to admit it.

If he was attacked by weapons from sixty-five different directions at the same time and invaded by fifteen Voodoo Gang members at the same time, he would definitely not be able to win.

But the premise is that it has to happen at the same time.

"I quite like your Tiger Claw Gang's fighting style."

During the slow time, Carl moved his lips and smiled: "Holding a knife and showing off the prosthetics for close combat is much better than running around and requiring me to chase them one by one."

Carl had already seen the weakness of the first Tiger Claw Gang member who rushed towards him, so he exerted a little force with his legs and rushed towards the Tiger Claw Gang member in return.

“Hush—”

The first member of the Tiger Claw Gang who rushed up seemed to hear the sound of a strong wind, but before his ears received the sound, Carl had already arrived beside him.

There was no movement, not even any reaction, as if two people were running face to face and finally passed each other. In the moment when the Tiger Claw Gang member passed by Carl, a neurotoxin knife had been inserted into his neck. The knife was still flying in Carl's left hand with his fingers just a moment ago.

"Uh--"

The blood that continuously gushed out of the arteries choked the throat of this Tiger Claw Gang member. His eyes widened, and his throat was blocked by blood so he couldn't utter a word. He struggled to make a sound with a low "uh uh" and took a few steps forward with his remaining strength. Then he fell heavily to the ground. The gushing blood quickly soaked the land around his lips and throat. The obvious blood-red color had already announced his end at this moment.

This member of the Tiger Claw Gang, who had never faced KK in person, realized the gap in the moments before his death.

Is there no way to catch up with this speed and precision?
With the last cry, the first member of the Tiger Claw Gang who rushed up and was full of confidence because he had installed Swan Westan and Mantis Blade, died.

And the next moment, he was accompanied by a companion.

The End of Night in Carl's hand had already opened fire, and under the shining starlight, bullets flew towards the Tiger Claw Gang members in the front row.

Almost every Tiger Claw Gang member present had Krenzikov installed. Bullets alone were nothing to them. They either evaded or split the bullets. In the slow time they perceived, the flying bullets were just like flies, which were nothing but an annoyance.

But when they thought they had avoided and dealt with the annoying bullets, they did not realize that another bullet was waiting along the trajectory of their movements.

"puff--"

six people.

Carl was silently counting the number of people in his mind, and he felt that the strange feeling as if he could see the future became more and more obvious.

In the past, Carl wouldn't have been able to take out a group of people with Swanstein or Krenzikov with just two bullets per person.

Calculation, prediction, or simple perception? Carl experienced this wonderful feeling.

I seem to be seeing farther and farther.

If I continue to feel this way, I won't be able to see a clear future.

Predicting the future is an exaggeration to think about.

However, even in battle, the brain is still working rapidly, thinking frantically about the side effects of various things, and I have to find a way to suppress it. My thinking is too flexible, and I can't concentrate on fighting.

The instant fall of the Tiger Claw Gang members in the front row did not cause any surprise to the people in the back. They had already anticipated KK's approximate capabilities, and such casualties were natural. It could be said that, in the plan, the deaths of these people were just planned.

A plan to consume KK.

KK should have installed Swanstein or Krenzikov, and no matter which prosthesis he installed, the burden on the human body is quite large. Even if KK has good prosthesis adaptability and can use it continuously, he can use it four or five times. Can he use it nine or ten times?

They rushed forward in a rush, and even if they could outlast KK, they would eventually kill him.

With this thought in mind, the Tiger Claw gang rushed forward even faster. They wanted to seize the time to get rid of KK before he could adjust.

Their intentions and actions, even the rules and speed of their advance, were all so clear to Carl.

The one on the left will arrive at the ten o'clock position in 0.4 seconds, and can be solved with a single molecule line, which can also cut off the hand of another person next to him, temporarily reducing the pressure in that direction.
While leaning to the left and starting to act according to his own calculations, Carl did not forget to give a little gift to the Voodoo Gang in the distance.

Although T-BUG started to help Carl resist the invasion after Carl got off the car, there was still a group of people watching him from a distance, which was a bit annoying, so he decided to give them some gadgets.

Carl seldom uses puppets now. According to T-BUG, that kind of standardized intrusion program can only be used with rare or unfamiliar skills. If he encounters someone with relevant cracking experience, it will not cause him much trouble. If he wants to invade, it is better to take over his body's prosthetic authority and then do it according to his own ideas.

The people that Carl was taking care of were the two remaining Voodoo Gang members whose skin was not so dark.

There's no particular reason to say that there's racial discrimination against whites or anything like that, it's just that the other voodoo gangs are too dark, and they're not too noticeable hiding in the alley at the back, and there's just these two guys who are probably of mixed blood who are openly there, so no one else is being targeted.

Carl completed the invasion at the moment when the single-molecule line passed through the neck of the person on Carl's left and cut off the other person's hands.

'Nerve fine-tuning, endocrine system modification, thyroid hyperfunction. Then mess with the brain and release the body's control.'

carry out.

Become a wild beast.

Carl withdrew his gaze, and at the moment he withdrew his gaze, the two Voodoo Gang members who had been invaded and 'fine-tuned' by Carl had red faces and pounced on their companions like wild beasts.

'It's adjusted according to the parameters of the Animal Gang. I hope the Voodoo Gang can adapt to it.'

(End of this chapter)