Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 113: Legendary Squad
【Ding-ling-ling】

The morning light shines through the pub's composite bulletproof glass, casting mottled shadows on the scratched bar.

Jack Wilson was lying on the bar, holding a half-full bottle of tequila in his hand. The amber liquor was swaying like a golden ocean covered with silver coins.

The man's leather jacket was stained with dried blood and exuded a pungent smell mixed with gunpowder and alcohol.

"Damn drunk again." Mrs. Wilson wiped her wine glass and hit her son hard on the back of the head with a rag. "Those who know you will understand that you are sad because your idol is gone. Those who don't will think you lost the girl you were going to marry."

"Look at what you said. You're not happy that I called Misty here."

Jack raised his head in a daze, with yellow mustard still on his chin. Their bar didn't sell much food, and this was from the hot dog he bought at a roadside stall for supper last night.

He burped, "And L, that's L!"

"You understand, Mom! In all of Night City, he's the only one who dared to confront Adam Sledgehammer and even killed him! He killed the Legend Maker! He's the ultimate fucking Legend!"

"Stop fucking yelling!"

Mrs. Wilson hit her son on the head with the rag again, her expression angry.

"I don't expect you to stop being a bit crazy, but now, you have to get up and clean up for me."

Jack looked behind him when he heard that.

The tavern was in a mess, with empty bottles and cigarette butts scattered on the floor, and several drunken mercenaries lying unconscious in the corner. The air was filled with the mixed smell of alcohol, disinfectant, and cheap perfume.

They have been partying these days. The mercenary world is rumored to have Lu Mingfei, who offended Arasaka, either been poached by military technology or lived in seclusion as a wanderer.

Everyone felt both regretful and understanding, but the final conclusion was that it would be better to get drunk.

L's fans gathered at Mrs. Wilson's bar and began to indulge themselves. They pulled every customer they saw in front of them, muttering something like "Have you heard the story of the legendary mercenary L Arasaka Yuki?"

As more and more nonsense like this was said, the news spread more and more, and eventually it became a large-scale concentration camp for drunkards.

Jack felt a little annoyed. He kicked the butts of a few familiar mercenaries, making these fleshy worms like cricket pupae crawl up and work with him.

Outside the window, Night City was waking up. Holographic advertisements flickered in the morning mist, and the streets were filled with the smell of garbage and oil. A few homeless people huddled in the shadow of the building opposite, covered with tattered blankets.

Sirens blared in the distance, drowning out the NCPD's warnings.

And suddenly, the sound of the broadcast covered everything.

【Good morning! Night City! 】

[Yesterday's Dead Man's Lotto, the final result was a full thirty!]

Thanks to the endless gang wars! Ten people died in Haywood alone! But one officer is dead too. I think you all have to pay! Because the NCPD will never let this go!

[Oh? What? These opening lines are so familiar—of course! This is Night City! But, when it comes to the latest big events, huh, huh, we have to mention that crazy team that stormed Arasaka Tower!]

[If you ask me, this mercenary is too desperate~]

The subsequent impact caused Arasaka Corporation to lose billions. A certain legendary manufacturing machine was successfully buried. Arasaka Corporation laid off a large number of employees. We can see many unfamiliar faces on the streets again~

【And what about our legends? 】

[Haha, the whole city knows their names! Even Arasaka knows their names! But no one dares to mess with them. Living legends! Even Rogue is rooting for them!]

They're not fighting alone. To be more precise, all the companies except Arasaka are cheering for them.

[Now everyone in the market is betting on whether he will come back, and when he will come back!]

[If you also want to join this feast——please access the network address below~]

【I'm your best friend Stan! 】

【Join me and start a new day in the Dream City~】

"Ha! What do you mean by not daring to come back?"

Jack frowned, "What do you mean by a mercenary working too hard?! This guy doesn't know anything! I'm going to block him!"

Just as Jack put down his broom and began to operate his brain machine -

"Blocking is better than blacklisting."

"Otherwise, that guy will force you to fill out a three-minute questionnaire under the pretext of 'Please point out the shortcomings of our channel' until you get annoyed and forget to block him."

He heard a familiar voice.

The copper bell on the door lintel rang softly, like a lazy sigh.

The woman stood at the door, the morning sunlight casting a hazy glow on her outline.

Her short blue hair seemed to have some moisture in it, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, giving off a pearly luster. Her voice was soft, and her profile was like porcelain washed by rain, shining with a lustrous light.

She is obviously cool and neat, but also full of feminine charm that is hard to look away from.

Mrs. Wilson looked up from behind the bar, a gleam of light flashing in her cloudy eyes.

"Long time no see, dear"

Jack also widened his eyes and shouted in surprise.

“V!!”

V turned his head, and his hair drew fine arcs in the air.

"Hi Jack, long time no see."

"It's been a long time since we last met! How can you, a busy man like you, have time to come to my shabby place!"

"Jack!" This was Mrs. Wilson's roar. She seemed to have some complaints about the word "this rotten place", even though she knew that Jack didn't mean it at all and he just said it casually.

"A high EQ version would be - let me see you guys. A low EQ version would be - didn't you just listen to the radio?"

V shrugged.

“[Large number of unemployed people].”

She pointed at herself again.

"you?!!"

Jack almost shouted.

"Didn't you tell me you were doing really well in the counterintelligence organization? Is it because of L and the others? Does this job have anything to do with you?"

"uh-huh."

V didn't refuse and sat down at the bar, sighing in a rather artificial manner.

"If you walk by the river, your shoes will get wet." Seeing Jack's conflicted expression, V smiled.

"Don't think too much about it. I'm not under investigation."

"The favors I gave L were all done behind the scenes, and those above me didn't notice. I was only slightly involved, so I was forced to resign."

She actually lied.

Although it is true that this incident is related to V, and the counterintelligence organization did suffer a large number of layoffs - but this has nothing to do with V.

Delay time, protect company property, and even face off against the cyborg experiment.

V is a talent recognized by many companies. At a time when there are massive layoffs, she is a talent that the company values.

But V still resigned. She found some excuses and even deliberately threw some dirty water on herself - one reason was that she knew that everything would leave traces, and there were so many suspicious people in Arasaka. If she stayed there, she would have to worry about someone bringing up old grudges and killing her at any time.

Second, because
To be honest, she didn't really want to continue doing it.

It's tiring and stressful enough that I get gastroenteritis every day. There's intrigue everywhere, and if you relax even a little, you might be swallowed up by other interest groups.

A company has its own comfort, but it also has a darkness that only exists within the company.

After all, corporate dogs are just more respectable pigs.

"Have you thought about what to do next?"

Jack sat next to V, feeling a little awkward.

He actually had something he wanted to say for a long time, but he was embarrassed.

"I don't know. Let's take it one step at a time."

V drank the wine prepared by Mrs. Wilson, feeling a little hesitant.

She actually had some of the same ideas as Jack, but for some reason she was waiting.

Wait.
What are you waiting for?
Oh, I really don't understand myself.
V laughed at himself and turned to look at Jack. "Jack, you invited me to be a mercenary before, right? That invitation is still——"

"Ding dong ding dong, is the bar here still open?"

was interrupted.

But V's first reaction was not regret, but subconsciously looking outside the door.

That voice sounds familiar.

It's less dry and hoarse than the first time I heard it, and has more of the youthful vigor and lazy casualness.

The man standing outside the door had his back to the light, his outline carved into the ground, casting a long, narrow shadow.

Lu Mingfei leaned his elbow against the door, scratching his head a little embarrassedly.

"Um, do you need me to come back later?"

"No no no no!!"

Jack denied it hastily, his face trembling with excitement.

"I knew it! I knew you'd come back! L!"

"Hmm..." Lu Mingfei also grinned, "I really do fit in here."

Here.

This neon city.

This city of dreams.

"Besides, you've helped me so much. I promised to agree to whatever you ask for."

"Well, is there anything I can do?"

As Lu Mingfei asked the question, he glanced around and saw Mrs. Wilson raising her glass to him, the mercenary struggling to get up and greet him, and...
Ah, it was the company dog ​​at that time.

Lu Mingfei also noticed V.

To be honest, just like the way V saw him then was different from the way he saw him now, it was only now that he was able to see V's face clearly.

The brow bone lines are heroic yet soft, and the tips of the eyebrows are slightly raised, with a bit of unruly sharpness.

The collar of the leather jacket was slightly open, revealing a piece of white neck, on which a light pink old scar was faintly visible, like a cherry blossom fallen on porcelain.

A very beautiful and heroic woman.

But compared to her face, what impressed Lu Mingfei so deeply was her eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be filled with the neon lights of Night City, the irises were a unique violet color, and the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, as if they could shake off starlight when they blinked.

The woman who confronted him in the burning Arasaka Tower, the thrill of that moment.
For some reason, the two looked at each other and no one spoke for a while.

Silence spread between the two of them, and just as this strange atmosphere gradually thickened—

"Great!"

Jack screamed.

"I've been dreaming of this moment!"

He glanced at V on the left, then at L on the right, and before anyone else could, he shouted out in a trembling voice, "Let's form a mercenary team together!"

"You! You all shoot guns so well and sound so good!"

"Let's team up! Let's be mercenaries together!"

Lu Mingfei and V were both surprised for a moment, but after thinking about it, they were not surprised at all.

They looked at each other again and laughed at the same time.

"That's great, I happen to be very curious about this handsome boy."

V smiled coldly.

"Then I'll try not to disappoint you."

Lu Mingfei laughed dryly and agreed.

that's all.
Time came to 2077.

(End of this chapter)