From Gotham to Night City, my notoriety is known to everyone

V turned to look at him and complained, "The security here is pretty tight, making me look like a gangster who came here to rob..."

"Once you save up some money and get some awesome equipment, they won't dare to look down on you anymore."

Leo comforted her, and then saw her walk to the inside of the elevator and look at the Valentino Gang logo.

"Twelve Roses... This place is quite high-level."

"Is there anything particular about this?" Leo glanced sideways.

"Of course, the biggest gang in Heywood is the Valentinos, and Jack used to be a member of that gang. They believe in God and the Virgin Mary, and they take honor very seriously.

As for me, I am also from Heywood, so I know a little bit about them. For example, the number of roses represents the importance of the gang.

Twelve roses, which means that anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be regarded as the mortal enemy of the Valentino Gang, and they will send people to find the door, and the fight will not stop until death. "

Leo understood: "Then this place is pretty awesome."

"Who says it's not true? The high-end apartments around here are all their cash cows. Almost 30% of the rent you pay goes directly to the Valentino gang as protection money."

Ding--

Arriving at the twelfth floor, Leo's room appeared before V's eyes.

She walked in looking around and said jokingly, "Twelve roses, twelve layers. You are quite good at choosing. Twelve is a very special number in the Bible and has a good meaning."

Leo accepted the compliment calmly - not at all ashamed for taking V's future residence.

After all, she hasn't made it yet, and if things don't go well, she may not be able to become the cyberman in the game.

“Great place, great view and plenty of space.”

V walked around the room, then sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"I'll wait here. Go change your clothes. Remember - keep them simple and low-key. Don't dress like a showoff."

This time it was Leo's turn to stiffen his fists. He had finally regained his youth, so what was wrong with dressing a little more fancy?

This silver-gray suit is so handsome, it will increase the rate of people turning back to look at you by 300%.

It was all because of the damn Night City that he couldn't be a handsome and elegant man...

Going upstairs, he changed into another set of casual clothes in the style of a youthful school. Don't ask why he didn't wear the more low-key second-hand clothes - they had long been thrown into the trash can of the high-end clothing store.

Back in the living room, V turned around and covered his face with his right hand. "Low-key! Low-key! Don't you understand what low-key means? Do you have to wear expensive new clothes and go to Watson District to die?"

"I just arrived in Night City, and I only have these two sets of clothes..."

Leo also felt aggrieved.

Life is not easy, sighed Female V.

Eventually, she ran to the nearby Pingmin clothing store and bought several "local-style" clothes in Leo's size.

Of course, it was Leo's money.

Leo put on one of the outfits and stood in front of the full-length mirror - brown leather jacket with hood, plain jeans, sneakers.

After changing his clothes, his charm suddenly dropped by several points...

"That's much better. Remember to put on your hood and sunglasses to hide your face that looks like a 'rich man'."

"What do you mean? What's wrong with my face?"

"The girls in Genting don't have faces as tender as yours. To have skin like this and a relaxed demeanor, anyone can tell you're rich."

Leo accepted her explanation and asked, "You've mentioned Genting twice in just a short while. Are you familiar with it?"

"What? You want me to lead the way for you?" V asked instead of answering.

Leo wanted to nod, ah, no, he didn't want to nod at all!

He is a good young man who keeps himself clean. He has no interest in places like Genting!

V was skeptical of his words, but did not delve into it: "Cloudtop is the most famous entertainment club in Night City, and it is very popular among the mercenary community. But... I don't like that kind of place, so don't expect me to take you there."

Leo wisely stopped talking about this topic and took her out again.

Getting on Delaman's special car, they smoothly arrived at the skyscraper - "Ant Nest".

Nobody: Chapter 27: First Encounter with the Scavenger

Towering into the clouds yet full of human touch.

And... there are so many cops in NCPD.

This was Leo’s first impression of the “Ant Nest”.

Two police cars were parked at the entrance of the building, causing passers-by who liked to go shirtless and show off their tattoos to walk around it for fear of getting into trouble.

"Follow me closely, it looks like something has happened again."

V tightened his leather jacket uncomfortably, hiding his weapon a little more securely.

Looking at the chaotic flow of people, she simply reached out and grabbed Leo's arm, as if he was an ignorant child who could be kidnapped at any time.

Leo took the opportunity to adjust his hood and cover his face as much as possible: "Another incident? This 'again', how often does it happen?"

"Three or two days." V led him forward. "The people who live here are all low-class people who are slightly better off than homeless people. It's a mixed crowd. There's always trouble every day."

They walked up the steps, passing by several snack stalls with fragrant smells.

The policeman who was randomly checking people's identities glanced at them casually, turned his head slowly, and pretended not to see them.

V motioned him not to speak, and the two of them walked quietly past the police.

After entering the building and walking a few steps, there is an elevator room on the right. There are about four elevators and ten times the number of waiting people.

"Those are the lower-level elevators. We're not going that way."

V tightened his palm slightly and pinched him lightly.

"Don't look around. The identities of the people here are sensitive. If the person you're staring at is a fugitive, you might get shot."

The two continued forward and found the high-rise elevator that Leo "once familiar" at the end.

A big iron gate, four televisions arranged in a T-shape, and even more billboards.

The only difference from what they had imagined was that there were obviously more than just the two of them waiting for the elevator.

"Damn, why is the elevator on the right closed again? It breaks down every day?"

Strangers on the street complained loudly.

His companion answered his doubts: "It's not a malfunction, it's just that someone died inside and the body has just been taken away. If you want to get some fresh plasma, you can do so."

"Depend on……"

Not only these two people, but everyone waiting for the elevator took a few steps back.

After waiting for a while, the elevator on the left came down from upstairs, taking off a full elevator of people.

Leo raised his eyes and asked softly, "Wait for the next trip?"

"It's like this every time. Come on, try to stand as close to the wall as possible."

As the crowded crowd squeezed into the elevator, Leo felt like he was squeezing into the subway during rush hour in Japan.

A dozen people squeezed in, and more were outside cursing.

He noticed that the people here were really cautious. Even in a crowded elevator, they tried to keep a distance from others and vigilantly observed the people around them.

hum-

The elevator began to ascend at a constant speed, and the scenery passing by outside the window attracted Leo's attention.

He tilted his head and looked down.

The rapidly receding field of vision made everything hidden in the thick fog and could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, he heard V talking.

The tone was threatening, just like when the two first met.

But, obviously not to him——

"What the hell are you looking at!"

Not a roar, but a deeper, stronger, threatening whisper.

Leo's heart skipped a beat and he turned around quickly to look.

V still stood in front of him, confronting the two black men who didn't look like good guys at first glance.

They had studs on their noses, dreadlocks, and tattoos all over their exposed skin. Most importantly, they were looking at him as if he were a rare animal.

"Why, your mistress is so valuable, do I have to pay for even a glance at her?"

As he responded with trash talk, the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became tense.

"Don't be here, there are children!"

A Latina woman in the elevator objected and pushed the child next to her.

The boy, who looked less than ten years old, looked at the adults timidly, with his right hand tightly grasping something inside his jacket. Upon closer inspection, the black object seemed to be the handle of a gun...

Due to the presence of children and the narrow space, the two sides in confrontation restrained themselves a little and looked in different directions.

Soon, the elevator arrived at the service desk on the 7th floor, and V took him out first.

The two old black men did not come down and continued to go up.

"call……"

Bang—bang—bang—

Just as Leo breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a series of gunshots and his whole body tensed up.

V let go of his hand and pushed him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, there is a gun store and shooting training ground in front of you, there is no peace all day long.

But those two people just now gave me a bad feeling, we have to be careful."

Leo hesitated, unsure of his judgment: "Smell of blood?"

"You smelled it, too? Yes, it's the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of fresh offal. If I were to judge, it's probably the 'scavenger' who just finished his work."

"..."

Leo's brows were twisted into a knot. What he hated most in Night City was that group of people. He hated them so much that he wanted to blow them into pieces with a rocket launcher and then completely decompose them with strong acid.

“A scavenger still lives here?”

V sneered, "How novel! Aren't scavengers just sewer rats that are slightly better than homeless people, but not presentable? They like to live in places with complicated people.

Well...we have to finish this quickly and leave here before dark."

"Because bad things always happen in the dark?" Leo said in a literary way.

"No, because they like to drink at night, and when they are drunk they can't tell how much they weigh."

V said, pushing him forward.

Leo looked up—there were three pistols on the sign, and the name of the store was [Second Amendment].

"Open 24 hours a day, very hardworking."

"There's nothing we can do. In Watson District, guns are as necessary as water and food for everyone!"

It was not V who answered him, but the fat shop owner standing behind the wire fence.

He had a classic Mediterranean hairstyle, a plump figure, and his appearance... a face full of flesh, fierce eyes, and a thick horseshoe beard - he looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.

But his voice is quite friendly, which is a bit cute in contrast.

"This is Wilson, the most aggressive gun dealer in Watson. This is L, my new friend."

V gave a brief introduction to the two of them, hiding Leo's name and giving him a code name.

"New friends... Haha, I like new friends too." Wilson looked at Leo's face and saw the color of money between his hood and sunglasses. "Oh, my friend, you look great. You look like someone who can afford a good gun!"

"Of course, you're not bad either, V. You've made a comeback so quickly. I told you that you're suitable for Night City!"

"Thank you so much..."

V thanked him unhappily, and glanced at the guns on display in the gun cabinet.

Assault rifles, submachine guns, shotguns, and a light machine gun. Those big guys are much more powerful than pistols.