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

V's fist was as hard as granite, and it felt like he could crack someone's skull with one punch.

Unfortunately, that was her employer. She was a qualified and ethical mercenary and would not learn the tricks of the lower class to overthrow the higher class.

You can't hit me, and you can't scold me...the only option left is to get out of here.

Da da da--

Bang!

V fled back to the shelter, banging loudly on the door in protest.

Leo smiled: We live under the same roof, where can Vivian hide?

He used a little trick and forced V out in just twenty minutes.

dong dong dong-

"It's time for dinner, come out!"

dong dong dong-

The persistent knocking on the door achieved the desired result.

V walked out with a stern face. He was very imposing, but his eyes were vague and wandering around.

Leo took her to the dining area and warmly invited her to have dinner with him.

Composite steak, cheese bacon mashed potatoes, vegetable salad, and some snacks, a very standard Western dinner.

V seemed to have a good appetite, but Leo... always felt that the meat was a little lacking, not as good as the spliced steak he had eaten before.

Noticing that he was frowning while eating, V suddenly felt a little gloating: "Did you step on a landmine? This is Heywood. If you want to eat Western food, you have to go to the central area."

"So what should I order?"

"The main population of Heywood is Latino. Next time you can try Mexican food, Brazilian barbecue, etc. But if you ask me, this dinner is already luxurious enough. Ordinary people in Night City don't eat as well as this."

After dinner, the two cleared the table and sat back on the sofa.

Leo casually handed her the membership card and said tentatively: "Don't forget your card, Vivian."

V took the card but didn't put it away. She fiddled with it in her hand. After a moment of silence, she looked directly into Leo's eyes as if she had made up her mind:

"There is no love or hate without reason in this world. I have understood this truth since I was very young. We have only known each other for a few hours, but the money you have spent on me is more than what I earn in a year..."

"Just tell me straight, what do you want? You didn't fall in love with me at first sight and want to support me, did you?"

For a moment, Leo wanted to nod first to see V's interesting reaction. But then he remembered that this was not a "game" and it was best not to choose options that were too suicidal.

If he scared V Zhentian away, where would he get the gold medal fighters he was missing...

Just as he was choosing his words and trying to fool around, V spoke again: "Let me make it clear in advance that I'm from Heywood. I'm not like those women in Watson who will rush to your bed if you pay them!"

"The reason why I carry a gun and hang out on the streets instead of installing a personality doll chip to go to Genting to make quick money is because I am not the kind of person who is willing to degenerate and do whatever he wants! Even if you throw money at me... I, I won't let you do whatever you want!"

If she hadn't stuttered and her face hadn't blushed, Leo might have believed it.

But now... the magic of the euro has obviously softened V's attitude, making her speech less confident.

Leo pondered for a moment and thought of what to say: "Vivian..."

"Call me V-! That name sounds too weak. I need a more resounding name for someone like you who's in the underworld."

"Okay, V Zhentian, isn't this a loud name?" Leo didn't wait for her to answer and spoke faster, "You are too defensive. I haven't done anything yet, but you are already trying to draw a line. We are a team."

“What a ridiculous name… Never mind, let’s get down to business first—it’s not that I’m defensive, it’s that you’re too defensive.

This is Night City, a city full of lies, deception, and betrayal. Nine out of ten people here are bad. It's dangerous for a fool like you who trusts others easily and has money. "

This attitude is really sincere, Leo must appreciate it.

“Of course I know, but I don’t trust others ‘easily’. I have a special skill in judging people.

For example, you, V, I can tell at a glance that you are the kind of person who values honor, is not afraid of power, and is also very kind. I asked you to be my bodyguard because I appreciate your excellent qualities. "

"Yes...really?"

V was confused. She liked what he said, but was he exaggerating too much?

She was a street mercenary, but was treated like a legendary figure.

"Of course. Don't you have a super intuition that's almost like reading minds? What do you think of the other member I chose, Jack?"

The face of the muscular man with a ball head appeared in front of V's eyes. He nodded hesitantly: "Jack gives me a very reliable feeling. He should be the kind of leader who is loved by his younger brothers in the gang. Such a teammate is indeed reassuring."

"I think so. Besides Jack, I also know the most reliable cyborg doctor in Night City, and a master of metaphysics who is so nice that he doesn't seem like a native of Night City."

Leo spread his hands, strengthening his momentum.

"Look, on my first day in Night City, I was able to find the four of you from a place full of bad guys. Is this what you call stupid or gullible?"

V was silent. What he said was indeed true. Being able to see through the nature of others at a glance and then actively fight for them is not stupidity, but great wisdom.

It was because of her strong sixth sense or intuition that she dared to join the "lone wolf" profession, a high-risk profession with an average career lifespan of less than five years.

"So... you're attracted by my talent?"

"It's character and talent." Leo corrected her, "When choosing a bodyguard, character is far more important than talent."

V breathed a sigh of relief: "If you say so, I can accept it. Don't worry, I'm very good at fighting. As long as the gap between my prosthetics and equipment is not too big, I can always win!"

The atmosphere between the two of them eased, and V relaxed on the sofa: "Just don't have any other thoughts, that look you gave me when we first met... My scalp tingles when I think about it now.

At that time, I really thought that I looked a lot like your dead wife or lover, which was why you looked at me in such a strange way. "

"Your intuition is amazing..." Leo confirmed it again.

"That's right. I've been a mercenary since I was twelve years old. I rely on my amazing intuition to be able to detect danger and other people's true thoughts in advance. Otherwise, I would have died long ago."

"Twelve years old...that's pretty early. How old are you now?"

"Seventeen, almost eighteen."

"No wonder he still looks a bit chubby."

V rolled his eyes at him unhappily, feeling that there was something wrong with his eyes...

Nobody: Chapter 38: A Happy Cohabitation Life

Night City.

As the name suggests, the night does not bring tranquility, but a bustle far beyond the daytime.

Drunk people were shouting and yelling in the street.

The bikers were reveling wildly as they drove their motorcycles through the streets, making the tires and passers-by scream in unison.

The only thing worse than these two was the faint sound of gunfire coming from a distance, and it was unclear whether it was a robbery, murder, or gang conflict.

Night City awakens in the darkness, revealing its bloodthirsty fangs.

Even though the curtains were completely drawn, Leo still couldn't adapt to this turbulent environment and moved a little closer to V.

Poor V had been pushed to the edge of the half-moon sofa, and if he moved any further to the side he would have to sit on the floor.

"Do you really need to? The gunshots came from such a distance, at least several blocks away from here."

"My hometown isn't that chaotic..."

"So, why did you come all the way to Night City? There are three guns per person here, including newborn babies."

What can Leo say? This is not something he can decide...

"Well, just think of me as someone who was kicked out. Let's not talk about that. What do you think about... we buy one of those?"

The "that" he was referring to was the product being introduced on TV.

[For those who value family safety above all else, you can consider installing your own home turret system, so that even the most vicious criminals will have no way to stop it...]

The TV was showing a cartoon-style automatic turret, the kind you see everywhere in games - a defensive turret hanging upside down on the ceiling that would shoot to death when it scanned the enemy.

V sighed. "If we run into a powerful hacker, we may not know who the turret is shooting at. High technology may not be more reliable than manual work. Besides..."

She grabbed the remote control.

"【Ping Ping An An】Only children like to watch this kind of children's program. Can't we watch something that adults should watch?"

drop.

The scene changes.

【Good evening, Night City! 】

【Welcome to watch the evening rerun of Dead Man's Lotto. Dear viewers, whether you sleep in in the morning, work the night shift, or... love this show too much and want to watch it again, we can satisfy you! 】

[Without further ado, let's take a look at how many people died yesterday... Oh my, a full forty-two people, what a fruitful day! ]

The TV was playing an intense fighting animation from a fighting game, and Japanese onomatopoeia filled the entire screen along with the shouts of “Ora Ora!”

There is no trace of the sadness and seriousness that should be associated with “so many deaths”.

[Here, we have to thank the Valentino Gang and the Vortex Gang, who contributed 21 of them, accounting for half of the entire Night City. I have no doubt that if it weren't for the Civic Center District between Heywood and Watson District, the number of deaths from these two gangs would have reached three digits...]

At this point, the screen switched to the NCPD collecting bodies and cordoning off the scene. Leo's heart was beating fast when he saw the broken limbs and blood all over the screen.

"Minors should not watch such violent programs."

He tried to grab the remote control, but V held it in his arms, making him hesitate to reach out.

"This is not a violent show. It is the weathervane of Night City and the favorite show of mercenaries."

Bang.

V opened another can of Coke and drank it while watching TV: "Through the Dead Man's Lottery, you can most directly see the changes in the situation in Night City, where it is safe, where it is dangerous, and where... there is work to do.

For example, right now, the Valentinos and the Vortexes are at war, so the industrial areas of Watson and the scenic areas of Heywood are in danger. For more details, you can ask Jack. I suspect that he was injured and quit the gang because of the Vortexes. "

Leo was impressed by her intuition because it was the truth - Jack was almost beaten to death by the Vortex Gang in a gang war, and he remembered that he was shot three times near the heart.

V took his silence as fear, so he patted his shoulder and comforted his poor employer:

"Don't worry. This apartment is in the safest place in Heywood - west of Wellspring, bordering the city center. The Valentino Gang has long sent people to guard the intersection nearby, just to prevent troublemakers from scaring away rich people like you."

Leo shook his head without comment and continued to watch the host Stan introduce the latest situation of Night City in an exaggerated and black humorous tone.

Hackers disrupt power grid...

The gangsters robbed the store...

The streets are full of cyber psychopaths...

It's so wonderful, this is Night City, a damn hellish place...

Leo stayed with V all night, forcing her to hug him for warmth.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that the gradually strong sleepiness kicked the anxiety into the corner.

"I'm going to wash up and go to bed. Don't play too late, or you won't grow taller..."

Ever since he learned that V was just a 17-year-old girl, Leo subconsciously put himself in the position of an elder and patted her on the head.

V, who had a half-shaved haircut and dyed red hair, was dumbfounded - she was a veteran mercenary who had been on the streets for five years and had been through hundreds of battles. How could she have been looked down upon like this?

However, there was really no malice in his eyes, so she couldn't find a reason to lose her temper.

V, who was depressed for a while and was forced to end his solitary life, ran to the window, opened a gap and overlooked the night view.

She also had this habit in the ant nest, but the feeling she had when she looked out was completely different.

Although the skyscrapers in the ant nest are tall, one can only see the "well wall"-like exterior walls of the buildings and cannot see the sky at all.

It’s different here…

The high-end residential area near the city center is brightly lit everywhere, and from time to time you can see NCPD police cars passing by to maintain local law and order.

The same city, but the two areas are like two countries.

"It's great to have money..."

V took out Kenshin and played with it with both hands. The elegant and technologically advanced gun made her heart burn.

The gold membership card in my pocket and the numbers in my account also added fuel to the fire.

"Since the sponsor is so generous, please be patient... You can earn 36.5 euros a year, which is a lot of wealth..."

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