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Leo and V, who were sitting in the back row, looked at each other and started chatting casually.

The vehicle drove smoothly on the street, heading east, and soon entered the Santo Domingo area.

The coordinates given by the old captain were a bit remote, southeast of Santo Domingo, right next to the Colorado Ranch.

If Leo hadn't been here a few times to help steal cars in the game, he really wouldn't have been willing to come to such a remote place.

After all, this is the territory of the Six Street Gang.

First appearance: Chapter 117: The Sword in the Stone "Dark Shadow Car"

The Six Street Gang, according to inaccurate data available on the Internet, has a gang size of about 2,000 people.

This gang, founded by a group of "old-school American patriots", has now been assimilated into Night City. Their main sources of income include robbery, extortion, car theft, and gun smuggling.

It is not difficult to see from these businesses that they have long since degenerated into a group of out-and-out thugs.

Ironically, when Leo looked out the car window at the Six Street Gang patrol on the street, he found that they were all dressed like American veterans, generally wearing combat vests, work pants, and military shoes.

Many wore old American flags on their clothes and blue or red baseball caps with stars, stripes and eagles.

At first glance, it really looks like a regular army composed of veterans.

Leo has a special "intelligence channel" and knows that the Six Street Gang is now mixed up with military technology, and there are deep waters involved.

V also saw the Sixth Street Gang patrols in groups of three or five, and his hands subconsciously pressed on the handles of his guns.

She thought about it for a while and decided to teach the "silly naive" next to her a lesson:

"Leo, did you see those guys dressed as veterans? They are from the Sixth Street Gang. Don't be fooled by their appearance. They are just a group of gang members who bully the weak. I have dealt with them before, and I don't think they are any better than other gangs."

"I know that the current Six Street Gang is different from the previous Six Street Gang. Since we have chosen to cooperate with the priest, we should stay away from them to avoid getting into trouble."

Choosing a friend is like choosing an enemy.

Of course Leo understood this principle. They had already established a preliminary connection with the priest. In addition, V and Jack were both from Heywood, so they were already somewhat labeled as members of the Valentino Gang.

The two neighboring gangs are not very friendly with each other. Even if they have not yet reached the point of breaking up, minor conflicts resulting in a few deaths still occur from time to time.

The vehicle continued to move forward.

The further you go to the outskirts of the city, the more desolate the roadside scenery becomes.

Compared with the canyon area where the apartment is located, the Santo Domingo area is poor and desolate. Factories of unknown purpose can be seen everywhere, and blue-collar workers full of decadence are busy in them.

"Night City's heavy industries are almost all located in this area. There is also a giant sewage treatment plant near the dam. But even so, the sewage lake on the other side of the dam is too dirty to look at. I went there once on a delivery mission, and I had a headache for several days after returning..."

With a lingering fear on his face, V pointed to the east, indicating that the dam was in that direction.

Leo was glad that they were going to the south and did not have to endure the test of chemical gases.

After driving for another ten minutes, we arrived at the old captain's garage.

"Old Captain" Muammar Reyes himself was waiting for them on the side of the road, a lit cigarette in his hand.

Seeing a group of four people, he quickly looked at them with the professional eyes of a middleman.

A pretty blonde girl, her temperament and dress show that she is from a wanderer family. I’m not sure if she is from Adecado, but just assume she is.

A big, strong man, the most popular bodyguard type among the middlemen, very good at blocking bullets. This ball head is a bit interesting, a bit silly~

A beautiful mercenary girl with a "V" on her clothes. No doubt, she is from Valentino's gang. She has a tough temperament. This... Shit, how come she looks exactly like the blonde? Are they twins?

The last one is of course the mysterious L, his new colleague. His face... is a little too young, and he looks more like a young master who is here to gild himself than a pioneer who is here to "explore the way".

Leo strode over. Before he introduced himself, he saw Muammar giving him a thumbs-up and showing a smile that only men can understand: "Where did you find such a pair of twins with the same appearance but different temperaments? They are really good at playing~"

Leo paused, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him had shifty eyes and was a little bit vulgar...

V is not a good-tempered person. When he heard this, he looked at Muammar with a sharp look.

Muammar sensed her extraordinary powerful aura, and his frivolous attitude quickly subsided. He waved away his bodyguards and said, "It's my fault. I've been hanging out with these people for too long, so it's inevitable that I'll get a little sloppy."

He took a puff of his cigarette, threw the remaining half of it on the ground and stomped it out, then extended his right hand to Leo: "Nice to meet you, L. I'm Muammar Reyes, but I still like people to call me old captain."

Leo stretched out his hand and shook his. "When I'm using the identity of a middleman, just call me L. I mentioned on the phone that I want to buy a few cars."

"No problem, let's go."

Muammar turned and walked towards the garage not far away.

This huge garage is located next to the main road, and next to the entrance is a large piece of wasteland filled with abandoned vehicles.

Leo walked and looked, from here he could see the giant billboard of Coronado Ranch and the low buildings of the slums in the distance.

A flashing neon sign hangs over the garage's entrance, reading "Garaje" (Garage) in Spanish.

Under the control of the internal personnel, the heavy electric door was retracted upwards, and a choking smell mixed with engine oil and smoke hit the face.

Leo slowed down his pace slightly, trying to get used to the taste.

Vera, who was following him, quickened her pace and was the first to enter the garage.

Leo even saw a hint of joy and happiness from her back.

Inside the garage is an open factory with industrial chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The light is dim and has an orange-red hue.

All kinds of cars and motorcycles filled every parking space, which looked quite spectacular.

“Welcome to the old captain’s garage! Did you hear that? The wild pulse of Night City beats here!”

Muammar turned around and introduced himself with a smile on his face.

"I actually wanted to register the garage information on the official map, but my goods are somewhat 'hidden', and the NCPD officers are obviously unwilling to make an exception for me."

"Hidden secret?" Vera observed the black car carefully. "That's a very euphemistic way of putting it. This is obviously a refurbished stolen car or a second-hand car."

Muammar sighed, but his expression was calm: "That's really hurtful. I actually just bring these cars here that have lost their relationship with their owners and want to break up, and then find them new, gentler owners. Do you understand? I'm actually doing Cupid's work."

"You're really good at speaking. This is the first time I've heard someone talk about stealing a car in such a romantic way."

V wandered around, focusing on the thickest vehicles.

Muammar joked a few more times, ignored the two ladies, and went to the main person who came here: "L, I remember you are interested in Johnny Winshou's car, would you like to take a look first?"

Leo scanned the surrounding vehicles again and again, but he didn't find his first target, so he had to answer: "Wait for that car first, where is your black sword in the stone? Why can't I see it?"

"The Sword in the Stone?" Muammar's eyes lit up. "What a good taste! That car is better than a Porsche 911! Come with me. There are special dustproof garages for such fine cars. Of course, they can't be parked here."

He led a few people deeper and soon entered the dust-proof garage on the underground floor. The distance between vehicles here was much larger and each car looked to be of considerable value.

"Let me put it this way, the good cars worth more than 5 are all on this floor, and the ones above are all cheap ones. Of course, the cars I sell have been tuned up, and the cheap ones are also good to use."

Leo didn't listen to him. Ever since entering this floor, his attention has been drawn to a black sports car.

The Sword in the Stone "Dark Shadow Car"!

This car really looks a bit like the Batmobile!

Showing Off One's Talents: Chapter 118 Leo: When it comes to price, I always say "Fine".

Ever since he stole the Batmobile once in Gotham, Leo has been obsessed with that car that is invulnerable to swords and guns, immune to water and fire, and equipped with a grenade launcher and various high-tech equipment.

Unfortunately, the car is too expensive for him to buy, and Batman is unlikely to sell it to him...

Now that he has this replacement, he can finally ease his homesickness.

Muammar knew this deal was a good one when he saw his expression, so he quickly introduced it: "Renfield Excalibur 'Dark Shadow Car', 2070 model, all-wheel drive, 1660 horsepower, drive it and you'll be the coolest guy in Night City!"

Leo's blood boiled after hearing this, and he couldn't help but put one hand on the hood.

The cold and solid touch neutralized the hot blood in his heart, turning the restlessness in his heart into a kind of comfortable enjoyment.

“Nice car!”

He ignored V's warning look and chose to compliment the item.

Muammar's smile suddenly brightened. "That's right, it's a good car! A truly good car! No lie! Which man doesn't want a Renfield? And which woman doesn't want to sit in the passenger seat of a Renfield?

You made the right choice. Take pictures, cheer, throw yourself into someone's arms... you can get everything if you just stop by the street! The original price of this car is -"

"Stop!" Vera interrupted him. "Cars are meant to be driven. Who knows if this is a broken-down car that has been overhauled? Give me temporary permission and I'll drive it for a spin."

This request was reasonable, and Muammar did not dwell on it.

He gave Vera the temporary permission and reminded her, "You can go out for a drive, but if you damage my car, you will have to pay for the repairs."

"No need. I'll just walk around this garage."

"...Ah?" Muammar was stunned. "Don't--!"

It was too late for him. Vera stepped on the accelerator and the Sword in the Stone rushed out with a roar.

I saw her carefully testing the feel of the car at 20 miles per hour, then she accelerated to 40 miles per hour and started drifting in the underground garage.

Muammar almost had a heart attack as he watched her drive past various luxury cars again and again.

These are all the best cars he has hidden away in his closet, and he would feel bad if they got a little scratched.

"L! You... your people, take care of them!"

Leo smiled and pressed down his finger, "Don't be nervous, my driver is a top-notch one, look how steadily she drives."

Muammar almost fainted from anger. He could see that Vera had superb driving skills, but the same thing applies: no matter how good the skills are, one cannot race in the garage!

Still dare to drift...

Five minutes later, when Vera drove the car back to the original place smoothly, Muammar was already sweating coldly.

boom.

Vera closed the car door, walked over to Leo and said, "The car is OK. It should have been stolen, not a broken-down car. The problem is that the car is too light. It accelerates very fast, but the steering is a bit drifting. I don't dare to drive too fast."

"How fast do you want to drive in my garage!?" Muammar wiped his sweat.

Leo's focus was not here: "In other words, there is nothing wrong with the car itself?"

Vera nodded: "This car is a bit light, it's definitely not very durable, and its bulletproof is average, so it can only be used as a scooter in the city."

"Oh my god, this is the Excalibur, a luxury car that you drive to bars, nightclubs and important places. If you drive it to war, wouldn't that be a waste of the car!?" Muammar retorted.

Leo nodded in agreement with his point of view and asked again: "I have another question. Are you sure that if I drive it on the road, the NCPD or the owner will not cause trouble?"

"Sure, I've bought all the good cars worth more than 5 yuan." Muammar rubbed his fingers together, "The internal chips and machine codes have also been modified, for sure. I'm not bragging, but NCPD officers sometimes buy cars from me."

This is what Leo Xin said. There is such a plot in the game.

For Haoche Middleman to be able to achieve this scale, he must have a lot of financial dealings with major companies and NCPD.

"Okay, how much?"

"You've seen my official website before you came here, right? The Renfield Sword in the Stone is only priced at 17.8 Euros."

“Fine.”

"We are all in the same business, let's be friends, and I'll give you... uh, what did you say?"

Leo has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, so he certainly doesn't mind saying it again: "I say - Fine. I'll buy this car."

"Uh……"

The conversation was a bit abrupt and Muammar was a little confused.

He originally wanted to make friends with the other party and give him a 5% discount. Then he would continue to lower the price according to the business process and continue bargaining. After a few rounds, he might be able to make the deal.

But he doesn't play by the rules...

You don't bargain when buying things. Does that mean you have a mine at home?

Leo transferred the money directly and shut Muammar up.

"Uh... okay, it's a pleasure doing business with you. Want one?" Muammar handed over a cigarette.

Leo waved his hand and refused: "I won't, I've already bought this one, take me to see the Porsche."

"Okay, come this way. No, this way please!"

Muammar vaguely knew that he had met a financial sponsor today, and his attitude became more enthusiastic.

Later, they saw the Samurai Band's limited edition pain car.

"To be honest, the performance of this car is not comparable to that of the Sword in the Stone. It is an old car produced in 1988 and has only 296 horsepower. Its greatest value lies in its scarcity. For those true fans of the Samurai band, it also has a very high collection value."