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Only Pyrrha was too shocked and stared at her sister with a dazed expression.

Rebecca waved at him in a friendly way—and drew a circle in his face with the muzzle of her shotgun.

Pyrrha wisely lowered her head and began to study the patterns on the floor.

A crisis was quietly resolved.

Leo was afraid that Rebecca would do something dangerous again, so he quickly stayed away from her.

In the communication channel, V and Junshiro's communication continued.

"V: The battle is over, send out the settlement information quickly!"

"Pure White: Large scavenger base, 24 people, all confirmed dead. V eliminated 16 people, Mann's team eliminated 4 people, Vera eliminated 2 people, Jack eliminated 1 person, L eliminated 1 person, and the hacker team eliminated 1 person."

“L: Isn’t that 25 people?”

"Pure White: When selecting the mission location, I turned the amateur hacker into a vegetable. He was actually already brain dead, and later I let Sasha practice on him."

"L: Okay, how are the other 26 bases doing? Do you need support?"

"Pure White: You underestimate the mercenaries who came here. They are all experienced elites, and some of them are tough guys who can defeat an Arasaka assault team alone. There is no way these guys will fail against the Scavengers."

"V: So we have nothing to do? It's only been a few minutes?"

"Pure White: Excluding waiting time, the mission took only 7 minutes, most of which was spent on moving, and the combat was extremely short."

“L: Okay, this is anticlimactic, just like a spring outing.”

“V: I won. I killed two-thirds of the enemies by myself!”

V was so proud of this record that he quickly put his hands on his hips.

Leo felt guilty now and didn't dare to provoke her. He could only clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to look over: "The battle is over, it's time to collect the spoils. Take away any valuable items that are easy to carry, and we will distribute them outside."

He himself looked down upon these junk and was unwilling to stay in the smelly basement for any longer, so he planned to go to the ground level to get some fresh air first.

Rebecca rolled her eyes and planned to follow him.

But this time, V walked up to him first, "Come on, I'll go with you, and let Jack help collect the spoils. We'll divide them evenly anyway."

Rebecca wisely turned and walked towards her teammates, not daring to be a light bulb among them.

Later, Leo and V came out of the factory together and stood in a shady place away from the corpse.

"How do you feel?" V stretched out his right arm and hooked it around his neck. "If you want to vomit, go ahead. They can't see us here."

Hearing this question, Leo's heart finally settled down. He thought V had discovered something and followed him out alone to kill him...

Chapter 153: The Great Purge (End)

"I'm not as fragile as you think. I just... have a sense of unreality, as if I have broken some shackles, but I can't tell what they are."

V listened quietly, and after a few seconds, he put his arm around his neck and shared his experience:

"When you pull the trigger for the first time and see someone bleeding on the ground in front of you, you will realize that life is so fragile. After experiencing this, you will grow up, a very dangerous growth..."

"Some people become crazy people who don't care about life. Some people change their temperament drastically, hate their weak self in the past, and then do whatever they want. Of course, these two are negative examples. The strong people who can really control themselves will learn to respect life and treat life well."

Leo glanced sideways: "What a philosophical statement... You didn't come up with that yourself, did you?"

The arms around his neck suddenly tightened, so that their faces were almost touching.

V originally wanted to be considerate to the "newcomer", but since he didn't give her face, she had to change her teaching method: "Yes, this is what Morgan Blackhand wrote in the "Lone Wolf Handbook". By the way, there is another sentence in it. Do you want to hear it?"

"I don't want to..." Leo wanted to struggle, but her biceps were so strong that it made his neck sore.

V ignored him and continued, "Morgan Blackhand said - you should respect your seniors, especially those whose fists are harder than yours."

As soon as she finished speaking, her left fist attacked with the force of thunder, hitting Leo's waist with two "bangs".

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——”

Leo screamed like a Tom cat.

These two punches are actually not that heavy, but that’s the kidney!

This is not a good thing to do!

The corners of V's mouth curled up slightly, and just as he was about to play with him, he sniffed twice.

"Strange...why do you smell like bubblegum?"

Leo, who was performing ventriloquism, suddenly couldn't roar anymore.

When V pressed against his clothes and began to look for the source of the smell, he became anxious and took a risk. He held her face and blew hard.

"Rebecca gave me a piece of bubble gum. I guess what you smelled was her breath, right?"

This kind of behavior is not very friendly to women, and V angrily punched him twice to punish him for his vulgar behavior.

But his mouth did taste like bubble gum, so she didn't think much of it.

After all, bubble gum can only be placed in the mouth, not anywhere else.

Leo managed to fool her, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

Rebecca cleaned it herself, he couldn't just take it out and wash it in the street...

No, V's attention must be diverted.

"V, contact the other mercenaries and see their progress."

"Okay, let me see how these 'big brothers from the next life' perform."

V loved this task so much, when she thought that these people were not as good as her, she felt that she had made progress - maybe she could become No. 1 in her next life!

Public Channels——

"V: Everyone, how is the mission going? Do you need any support?"

"Valentino Gang: The bases we are responsible for are fine. Except for the large bases that are still being cleaned up, other places have begun to collect spoils."

"Sixth Street Gang: We've already dealt with it. None of these scavengers are good enough to fight. They're collecting the spoils."

"Torch Team: There was a small accident at the base we were in charge of. There were too many residents in the super skyscraper H10, and we accidentally attracted an NCPD cop who was on vacation. We knocked him out, so it shouldn't affect the mission."

"..."

Just as Chunbai said, these mercenaries from the next life were quite capable and they all completed their tasks with ease, most of them were looking for valuable loot.

Several of the teams also rescued some kidnapped people, intending to contact their families and earn some extra money.

V sighed regretfully and looked at Leo: "It seems that there is really no battle to fight. If I had known earlier, I should not have let Pure White block the information so strictly. If we can attract some scavengers from areas outside of Little Chinatown, we can have a good fight!"

Leo stretched out his hand to press her forehead, and struggled to get rid of her restraints: "Farewell, we are not afraid of the amazing strength of our team, but it would be worth it if we betray the mercenaries who have just established trust. What's more, there are two variables, NCPD and the Terrorist Mobile Team."

V knew that he was right, and could only pat Kenshin and Achilles' guns regretfully to comfort them - he would find someone to "sharpen" them next time.

The two men wandered around the repair shop for ten minutes doing nothing, and then Mann's team and Jack came out with bags of loot.

Leo himself certainly doesn't think much of these things, but the team members have a share of them. As the captain, he can't just give up everyone's interests.

"These things are too complicated. I don't have time to deal with them." He rummaged through the bag of loot. "Does anyone have a way to quickly cash in these things?"

V shook his head. "You can sell the guns to Wilson. The price he gives is fair. I can't handle the other stuff anyway."

Mann also looked embarrassed: "If we come, we can only sell it to black market merchants, and the price will be very low."

Finally, it was Jack who stepped forward and took on this odd job: "Leave it to me. I can pack it and throw it to the gang's grocer. The price will definitely be much higher than the black market."

The problem was solved smoothly.

Leo nodded in agreement: "Then let Jack sell the loot, and give half of the proceeds to Mann's team."

Mann nodded quickly. This was already an ideal distribution plan. If he were to ask him, they had contributed less and should not get so much.

But the team was just starting out and needed money, so he shamelessly accepted it.

The mission came to an end here. Leo asked everyone to put the spoils on the car and keep an eye on the scavenger stronghold from a distance.

Just a few minutes later, a few passers-by suddenly appeared on the street that had been empty just now. They all gathered stealthily around the repair shop and looked inside.

V explained to Leo beside him, "Most of these people are homeless people or poor people in the area. They plan to try their luck in checking out valuable garbage. They pick up surgical instruments from street cleaners and sell them to earn a few days' worth of food."

Leo was not interested in these scavengers, nor did he intend to stop them. If these people went in to rummage around, they could also destroy the crime scene and cause some trouble for the NCPD.

After waiting for another ten minutes, all the mercenary teams returned with full loads and evacuated from the mission site.

The cleansing mission took less than 40 minutes from start to finish, and all the cleaners in the Little Chinatown area were wiped out.

It's time for the NCPD cops to come out and clean up the mess——

Leo called Stings.

“Buzz…Buzz…”

The phone rang for more than half a minute before it was finally connected.

"I'm Stings, who are you?"

Leo glanced at the upper left corner. The avatar he showed to the public was a black frame with red letters and a big L in the middle.

"I'm L, a middleman."

First appearance: Chapter 154 Leo: "Put a chain on the NCPD..."

"middleman?"

Stings, who was on duty on the street, changed his expression slightly, waved to several subordinates, and walked to a quiet corner alone.

"I'm a police officer from the NCPD, not a mercenary. What do you want from me?"

"It's very simple. There is a huge benefit for you. It depends on whether you can grasp it."

Without waiting for his answer, Leo continued, "There have been 27 attacks in the Little Chinatown area, with 261 casualties. I can send you the detailed addresses, and you can find a way to report it and get some benefits. Maybe you can even move up a level. How about it, is it a good thing?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for nearly a minute before Stings' slightly stiff voice sounded again.

"How do you know so clearly?"

"I did it, of course I know it." Leo was very frank.

"So you are turning yourself in?"

"No, I just want you to come out and clean up the mess, and at the same time calm the people down so they don't get too scared."

Stings rubbed his brows with an extremely wonderful expression.

It really proves the saying "I've never seen such a thing before", what kind of monsters are there in Night City.

He took a deep breath, his voice threatening, "Do you think the NCPD would turn a blind eye to something like this? Besides, I'm in charge of this area, why didn't I receive any calls?"

"It's simple. Those who died were all scavengers. If someone really wants to avenge them, I don't mind killing another group. As for why we didn't receive any reports, it was because I was cautious and set up a signal jammer in advance."

Leo leaned against the car door, looking at the scenery outside the window leisurely.

"Think about it, Chief Stings. Is it better to report that a large-scale attack occurred in the Little Chinatown area and mercenaries slaughtered the scavenger strongholds? Or is it better to report that the NCPD took a heavy blow and destroyed many scavenger strongholds in one fell swoop to protect the safety of the citizens?"

As an old veteran, Stings certainly knows that the latter is better. Even if those who should know the truth can still know the truth, most ordinary people don't know it, and don't need to know it. This can become the NCPD... and his personal achievement.

The question is – “What do you want?”

There is no free lunch in the world. Great benefits naturally come at a great price.

"I help you, you help me, and when I need you in the future, you just need to pay me back once. Don't worry, it's definitely within your ability."

It sounds simple, but often the simpler things are, the harder they are to do perfectly.

"If I refuse—"

"I don't accept rejection." Leo interrupted him coldly, "I'll send you the information later. Don't mess it up, or you'll have a bad head."

“Click…beep…”

The call was immediately hung up.

Immediately, a red warning pop-up appeared in the artificial eye, indicating that it was being invaded.

Stins' eyes were filled with fear, and before he could shout for help, professional hackers had already hacked into his personal system.

Fortunately, the hacker only stuffed some information into his data chip and left, otherwise if there was a synaptic melt, he would probably have to retire early.

As a regular police officer of NCPD, he has to take a professional skills test every year.