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

Vera also chose the same plan, giving priority to upgrading the existing prosthetics, and adding an additional Krenchikov Type 5 of the same model as V.

"You didn't have An Krenzikov before? Then how dare you drive at 300 kilometers per hour in the city!?"

V remembered the wild way she drove and thought she had this implant.

Vera nodded. "Yes, it's quite expensive. I used to prefer prosthetics that are more universal. My driving skills are acquired through hard work, so I can drive well without this."

Their conversation left Lao Wei silent, and he adjusted Vera's reaction potential higher in his mind.

Everyone prepared a shopping list and handed it to Lao Wei.

After seeing it, he decided to close the business for a day just for everyone.

"If we place the order today, it will arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest. The price is over ten thousand, and the company has a special delivery service, not to mention that this is a purchase order of nearly three hundred thousand.

Please come tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. I will close the shop for a day and complete the surgery for you."

Leo was somewhat touched, but also somewhat worried: "Old Wei, can your body handle it? Why not split it into two days?"

Lao Wei smiled and shook his head, flexing his arms to show off his strong biceps: "I'm not so old that I can't even last a day of surgery, so don't worry."

"That's fine."

Several people gave the full payment to Lao Wei, watched him place the order and confirmed that everything went smoothly, then said goodbye with satisfaction and went to help Sasha move.

As they were about to leave the alley, they saw several NCPD police officers scanning vehicles with instruments.

Pure White said in the team channel: "These are patrol officers from the NCPD. Considering their status as law enforcers, I didn't chase them away. But don't worry, they have been investigating here for more than ten minutes and found nothing."

Leo nodded calmly. It seemed that Muammar did a good job.

The few of them continued to approach, and after seeing the faces of the policemen clearly, Jack and V slowed down their pace almost at the same time and issued warnings in the team channel.

V: "Oh no, the leader has a grudge against me."

Jack: "I have a grudge against you? What a coincidence, we are quite familiar with each other..."

Leo changed his mind and remembered the "strongest" detective of NCPD who successfully made the street girl V and Jack fall at the beginning of the game.

I can only say that this world is really small and enemies will always meet.

Leo: "What are you afraid of? We are doing a serious business now. Shouldn't we just scold them and then vent our anger by looking at their helpless expressions?"

Jack: "Goodbye, I've dealt with this guy many times, he's considered a good cop in NCPD. He's one of those rare policemen who has some principles and can handle things impartially."

Leo: "Doing business as usual... Is this considered a good police officer?"

V: "Right, because most cops can't even do that."

The secret call ended and they had walked behind the policemen, who also noticed several people approaching.

"Stop, you guys..." The stern middle-aged man in the lead paused and saw Jack's overly conspicuous big body, "...Jack Wells, an old friend in the police station, I heard that you are dead, right?"

Showing Off One's Talent: Chapter 125: V's Dark History!

"Humph, the bullet that can kill me hasn't even come off the production line yet!"

As soon as the words came out, Jack himself was a little surprised.

He used to be quite afraid of the NCPD. If he was caught committing a crime, he would at least be beaten, and then he would have to be detained for a few days and pay bail of a few hundred or even thousands of dollars.

But today, he didn't feel nervous or afraid at all.

Commissions worth hundreds of thousands per order, wines worth tens of thousands per glass, and teammates around him who are also the best in Night City, all of these have given him confidence.

NCPD is shit!

"Long time no see, Inspector Stings. How come you not only didn't get promoted, but ended up putting tickets on cars on the street?"

The stern-faced middle-aged inspector's expression darkened and he looked even older.

Confident and fearless... This is the feeling the "old friend" in front of him gave him.

"I came to Little Chinatown to handle a case. I arrested a Mexican. I don't know if he's in the same boat with you. Seriously, if I arrest you a few more times, I'll be promoted to superintendent in no time."

There was a strong sense of tension between the two men. The subordinates who came with Stings glanced at each other secretly, and then tacitly dispersed to form a "pincer" encirclement.

But Leo and his friends were not at all nervous.

There was even a quarrel in the team channel.

"Pure White: I'm ready. If I need to, I can burn them to death in an instant. I also control the surveillance cameras and the police body cameras to ensure that they die without any evidence!"

"V: Let me do it. With just these few notes, I can open Krenzikov and send them to the sky in a second!"

"Sasha: I'm preparing to move, what are you doing? Who are you fighting with!?"

"Jack: Calm down, buddy, we are in control of the situation, don't let your mind wander to war!"

While they were "fighting among themselves", Stings was also observing everyone.

As an old policeman who had been on the front line for many years, he could tell from Jack's position and cautious posture that he was not a leader, but at best a bodyguard or mercenary.

The person who is in charge of this small team is obviously the handsome young man.

The expensive bulletproof suit, the confident and relaxed demeanor, and the extremely healthy face...

There is no doubt that rich people must be very rich.

In this era, only rich people can maintain such a healthy and relaxed posture.

This leader doesn't look like a lawbreaker.

He was accompanied by two female companions, the blonde...

"Hey, isn't this the delivery expert from Night City?" Stings teased Vera, "You've been delivering goods in Atlanta for a year, how come your temperament has become so gentle? Is the climate and soil there so good?"

Vera looked confused and blinked blankly.

V-Lung on the side was so angry that she was about to explode. She and Vera were standing on the left and right behind Leo, but this bastard detective's eyes were directed at Vera from the beginning and he mistook her for himself.

Having a blonde is just an advantage...Fuck!

"Are you so old that your eyes are blurry, Inspector Stings?"

V took the initiative to speak, drawing his attention away.

When Stings saw her face clearly, his expression quickly became the same as Vera's.

Twins? Or maybe plastic surgery?

Looking back at Leo, he seemed to suddenly understand - rich people really know how to have fun, is he supporting a pair of sisters?

"Oh my, my good little delivery guy has made it big. He found a stable job that's easy and pays a lot of money. That's good, since it saves me from chasing you around the streets like a rat every day."

When Leo heard this, his neck turned uncontrollably towards V.

A delivery expert?

With V's superb intuition, he is indeed qualified for this job. He can deliver the contraband goods to the consignee while evading the police. It's just... a little bit low~

V understood the look in his eyes and her cheeks began to twitch slightly.

Stings deserves to die because his dark history was exposed on the spot!

I don't know who spread the word at the beginning - saying that she was an excellent delivery man and never failed.

Since then, at least half of the commissions she has received have been delivery missions.

It is impossible for her to deliberately mess up the commission and end up becoming a "delivery expert" with a 100% success rate in delivery tasks...

After "knocking down" V with just two sentences, Stings pointed to the luxury car behind him and asked Leo: "Is this your car?"

"Yes."

"Hmph... the car is nice, and I bought it from..." He swallowed the rest of the words because Leo did look like a rich man.

"Never mind, citizen, I need to verify your identity? You know, just a routine check."

Stings took out the police tablet and walked towards Leo.

"Press your right hand on the scanning area. I want to verify your SID chip."

Leo reached out his hand nonchalantly and pressed on the tablet.

All of his personal information is encrypted and protected by Pure White, and only the part he wants to show is shown to the public.

The scanner flashed, and his citizenship information appeared on the computer screen.

According to the laws of Night City, rental, insurance, work and school records, etc. will be automatically added to the citizen database by relevant companies, and ordinary people have no right to change them themselves.

Stings examined it carefully, looking up from time to time to compare the photos in the database with the real person.

[Leonardo DiCaprio, an international student from China, is currently enrolled in the Arasaka Academy High School Department... a platinum member of the trauma team... and lives in a high-end apartment in Haywood Canyon with a monthly rent of 4...]

Look no further—damn rich people!

Stings was silent for a few seconds, then stepped aside holding the tablet computer. "No problem, I wish you a happy life. But I still suggest you stay away from gang members. They like to say one thing and do another."

"I appreciate your kindness. I am quite confident in my ability to judge people."

Leo took the lead and led his teammates through the police.

V glared at the middle-aged inspector, angrily opened the car door, and got in the driver's seat. When she closed the door, she deliberately used a lot of force, making a loud "bang".

Jack deliberately fell behind the crowd and chatted with his "old friend" for a while longer: "You are not doing well, Inspector Stings. If you get into trouble in the future, you can come to the Afterlife Bar to find me. Just say Jack Wells!"

He patted Stins' shoulder provocatively and strode towards the Type 66 Traveler behind him.

Sitting alone in the driver's seat, he rolled down the window and suddenly seemed to remember something, saying, "Oh, by the way, I wish you a happy life, too! Inspector!"

His words were polite, but his raised middle finger was not so polite!

There was a slight commotion among the police, but it was immediately suppressed by Stings.

After the two luxury cars drove away, one of his subordinates came over.

"Boss, is that enough? Those two cars are definitely illegal. The identification codes don't match the information in the database at all."

Stings turned to look at the new male subordinate, and saw the undisguised greed in his eyes: "There are many black cars in Night City, and these two are not a big deal. Remember, don't think about taking the luxury cars, they are all taken care of by someone, don't try to get yourself killed."

The subordinate lowered his head in disappointment.

But the flash of resentment on his face did not escape Stings's eyes. When he saw this expression, he knew that this new subordinate would soon find a way to transfer.

After all, who would like a boss who can't help them get rich...

Chapter 126: Wen Yan's Promise

"Did you see the expressions on those policemen's faces? They looked like they had eaten bitter melon! Hahaha!"

Jack finally got rid of his anger and laughed out loud in the communication channel.

V's expression also improved a little, and he took the initiative to try to change the subject: "You know what, the old captain is quite capable. He couldn't find any problems even after such a thorough investigation."

"In fact, they did find out, but there are too many black cars of this type in Night City, and the top brass of the NCPD also got a share of the profits, so they just turned a blind eye."

Pure White's voice joined in, sharing the eavesdropped intelligence with everyone.

After listening to this, V and Jack cursed the NCPD together.

Finally, she sighed unhappily, "It's only because Leo looks rich and powerful, otherwise they would have to find an excuse to issue a fine of several hundred euros at the very least."

Leo glanced sideways: "Is this what you call a good policeman?"

V nodded. "I didn't just tow the car away, and then asked you to go to the police station to pay the fine, and then made things difficult for you. That's considered a good police officer. That's the standard in Night City."

"This standard is quite low..."

While we were chatting, the vehicle drove into the main road and merged into the traffic flow.

Sasha's rented apartment is located on Japan Street in the Westbrook area.

It is a super skyscraper with red and green colors and full of Tokyo department store style.

The official name on the map is Super Skyscraper H8, which is one of the 12 super skyscrapers in Night City.

Leo tried to look up but couldn't see the top of the building. He asked curiously, "The super skyscraper H10 in Little Chinatown is also known as the 'Ant Nest'. What is this building called? The Butterfly?"

"Heh." V couldn't help laughing. "You're quite good at naming. This building is really colorful and pretty. Unfortunately, its nickname is 'Ant Nest'."

"Also called Ant Nest?"

"Yes, even the golden super skyscraper H9 behind the company square is also known as the Ant Nest. It is said that its design was inspired by the termite mounds on the African savannah. They are all large buildings raised on flat ground. Thousands of 'ants' live, work and live in them until they die."