The Creators: From Night City

"You're being stubborn. I said yes, and this is it right now." The other party pulled out a gun. "I haven't settled the matter with you about Anta yet. Do you really want to be shot?"

"I told you, it was your brother who went crazy and attacked the police. Don't you know how many people in your Whirlpool Gang go crazy every week?" Fury reached out to comfort the stall owner and her daughter not to be afraid, while trying to explain and avoid conflict.

But since the people from the Whirlpool Gang have come, they will naturally not let it go.

"Get out of here, you hear me?"

"Susan, although it may be a bit presumptuous, I still want to invite you to Jimmy's farewell party the day after tomorrow at the Katrina Crematorium at the intersection of Shuituo Street and Chidori Street. You can bid him farewell. After all, you are one of his few friends."

Fury stood up, hesitated for a moment, and told the purpose of his visit before leaving.

Unexpectedly, before Susan replied, several members of the Whirlpool Gang heard Jimmy's name from Fury and looked at each other implicitly.

[Oh no, they're going to attack!] Valerie suddenly exclaimed in the three-person encrypted channel, as if she had overheard something.

The battle broke out in an instant, hasty and sudden.

The leader of the Whirlpool Gang suddenly raised his hand and fired, but his target was not Fury, whom he had been thinking about all the time, but Susan, who was hiding her sadness by lowering her head to organize the ingredients in the stall.

Several other members of the Whirlpool Gang also pulled out their guns.

To be honest, when the gunshots rang out, Fury was confused. The Whirlpool Gang was crazy, but not crazy enough to lose their minds. They killed people casually in the downtown area, and in front of him, an NCPD member. Did they really think the NCPD was useless?

In addition, it seems that they want to deal with him as a police officer as well. This is undoubtedly a crazy act. With so many witnesses present, they cannot cover up their guilt at all. Even for the sake of face, NCPD will deal with them all afterwards.

Even if the Whirlpool Gang hated him, they could have just found a secluded alley and shot him, rather than doing it in public.

He couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure it out at all.

But even though he was filled with fear, Fury did not slow down at all in pulling out his gun.

At such a close distance, he had no intention of dodging. He took out his revolver and prepared to engage in a cowboy shootout with the opponent, fighting for his life.

Of course, the main reason was that there was no shelter for him to hide in, so even if he wanted to, there was nowhere to hide.

Just as his first bullet hit Pang, who fired the first shot, he was shot in the left shoulder, but the subsequent attacks did not come. Several bullets whizzed past him. Except for one bullet that hit his right leg, the accuracy of the others was extremely poor.

"C, a hacker hacked my prosthetic eye!"

Chapter 506 Unexpected Disaster

In fact, Valerie instantly blacked out all of their artificial eyes and gave each of them a puppet with a malfunctioning artificial eye.

A strong wind blew past Fury, and when Vincent stopped beside the Vortex Gang, the mantis knives on his arms had already stabbed into the chests of two of the unlucky guys.

Although the remaining two men's prosthetic eyes were blackened and their vision was blurred, they could still shoot without missing at such a close distance based on their intuition. However, before they could shoot, a large number of electric sparks suddenly burst out from one of them. It was obvious that Valerie, who had freed up computing power, had short-circuited his prosthetic body. The other man was kicked to the ground by Vincent. The mantis blade on his arm retracted and then suddenly popped out and swung horizontally, directly beheading the opponent with a precise blow.

Jack has the worst mobility, but the largest tonnage. His heavy subcutaneous armor makes him a heavy tank with full protection. However, he did not rush forward rashly. Instead, he took out his "Golden Bitch" and protected Valerie, ready to act as a human shelter at any time to block stray bullets.

However, the combat capabilities of these Whirlpool Gang members were obviously overestimated by the trio. In fact, if the incident had not happened suddenly, Vincent himself could have killed them all in one encounter.

Fury was about to say something when he heard the crying of the stall owner.

At the beginning of the firefight, Susan was shot in the abdomen by the leader of the Vortex Gang. As an ordinary resident of Night City, she worked as a street vendor to make money every day. She had no subcutaneous armor on her body. The shot directly opened a big hole in her abdomen, and the flowing blood quickly dyed the ground red.

This scene made the [Anti-Entropy] trio a little stunned. This was a completely unexpected disaster. Carter hadn't even waited for it yet, and it was not a good thing for his sister to die here first.

Valerie acted decisively and rushed to Susan to check her injuries.

The situation is not optimistic.

The bullet passed through the abdomen and blew the intestines into a mess. To be honest, the smell on the field was a bit strong at this time.

Susan may be a little constipated lately.

She screamed violently and instinctively curled up into the fetal position. The surge of adrenaline made her breathe rapidly and she danced around trying to push her mother away.

But Valerie stepped forward and asked Jack to hold the other person down. Her beautiful prosthetic eyes flashed, and she quickly made a preliminary diagnosis of the injury.

Multiple small intestine perforations + mesenteric artery damage, but the fatal thing is the spleen grade IV injury (complete fragmentation), causing the abdominal blood loss rate to reach 100ml/minute.

"It's you." Fury used his right hand holding the gun to protect his bleeding shoulder, and limped over. Seeing Valerie squatting on the ground to rescue, he quickly recognized her identity.

Valerie's prosthetic eye flashed, and she forced Susan's brain computer to shut down, causing her to fall into a coma so that she wouldn't have to endure the pain of a knife cutting her internal organs all the time.

"Girl, what should we do now?" Jack took off his coat, wrapped it around Susan's wound, and continued to press and apply steady pressure.

This is the most correct way to deal with the current situation. Jack, who has been in gangs since he was a child, has sufficient experience in treating gunshot wounds.

This kind of injury, if treated by a member of the trauma team, is basically guaranteed not to be life-threatening.

But apart from the Anti-Entropy trio, every one of them could not afford to be a member of the trauma team. There is only one disease in the world, called poverty, which was fully manifested at this moment.

When ordinary people at the bottom of Night City get sick, they can only go to some prosthetic clinics on the street. If they can be cured, they will be cured. If they can't be cured, they will just lie there and die.

"Find a prosthetics doctor, quickly, she may not be able to hold on for much longer." Valerie gave the next plan.

Vincent checked several members of the Vortex Gang one by one, and only came over after making sure they were dead.

"Going to Lao Wei's place?"

"Come with me!" Fury suddenly interrupted, "I know a cyborg doctor nearby, just a few blocks away. We should be able to make it in time."

The three of them looked at each other and chose to follow the detective's advice.

Jack was holding Susan in his arms, and they were in the same car with the injured woman's mother, Mary, and Fury, while Vincent and Valerie were driving behind them.

The two cars sped along Dock Street, one in front and the other behind. At this time, Fury's advantage as an NCPD detective was revealed. He sounded the car siren, led the way, and in less than five minutes, he turned into a prosthetics clinic in the middle of Pershing Street.

Fury burst open the door like a gust of wind.

"Cassius, hurry up, I need you to save my life!"

The Cassius that Fury mentioned was a fat old man with two red suspenders hanging from his upper body, revealing tattoos all over his chest and back. He wore a baseball cap on his head and headphones on his ears. He sat at a counter with metal railings, looking very hip-hop.

"Fury, what's going on?"

As soon as the old man stood up, he saw Susan being held by Jack behind the detective, and immediately understood the other party's intention.

He seemed to have a good relationship with Fury, so without asking any questions, he reached out and pressed the button to open the iron door.

"Bring the person in."

If a normal person is shot in the abdomen, she will inevitably suffer from ruptured internal organs and abdominal bleeding. But even if she survives this, she will still suffer from postoperative infectious shock.

Fortunately, with current technology, this common fatal factor of gunshot wounds is no longer the main problem that plagues patients.

Poverty is.

There is no rule against onlookers in this kind of small clinic.

The four of them sat at the door of the operating room. Through the open door, they could clearly see the entire process of Cassius's operation, as well as Susan's anxious expression as she prayed beside the operating table.

"Here, treat the injury." Jack took out a roll of bandage from somewhere and threw it to the sitting Fury. He was so busy saving people that he still had two bullet holes in his body.

The detective took the bandage but just held it in his hand. His injuries were not serious. He had subcutaneous armor on his shoulders and thighs. The guns in the hands of the thugs of the Vortex Gang were not good. They were all short guns. The bullets penetrated the subcutaneous armor and got stuck in the bones. It was not serious.

So much so that even now, there is not much bleeding.

[Mary called Carter and he was on his way.] Suddenly, a message from Valerie popped up in the encrypted communication between the three of them.

We'll wait for him here.

Jack and Vincent looked at each other and nodded slightly to show that they had received it.

The waiting time is boring, especially the waiting outside the operating room. It is not only boring, but also makes people feel that the time has been stretched several times for no reason.

"Dude, what are you thinking about?" Jack was a very outgoing person. He tossed and turned at the door for a while, and finally couldn't help but start a conversation with the detective, trying to chat and kill time.

"If I remember correctly, your name should be Jack, right? Thank you for your help just now." Fury expressed his gratitude first.