The Creators: From Night City

Everyone kept the pre-war plan in mind and was not impatient. They advanced steadily all the way. Although the distance was not advanced very far, the various religious shooting postures made the firepower density colorful.

As expected, this move firmly attracted the other party's attention.

As the gunshots became louder, the battle became increasingly intense.

Noon has arrived!

Seeing that the time was ripe, Jiang Bing pulled down his mask, fell from the roof, spread his cloak in mid-air, and glided towards the battlefield like a falcon.

Tonight, Jiang Bing joins the hunt.

Driven by a gentle breeze, the falcon landed precisely on the roof of the unfinished building where the Voodoo Gang was entrenched.

The matte black samurai sword was unsheathed, and surrounded by the ubiquitous breeze, the uninvited guest disappeared into the darkness.

"Fuck, those idiots dared to mess with me!" A black man with dreadlocks cursed as he held a heavy machine gun fixed to the window and fired wildly at Mann and others below.

The team voice is full of sweet talk.

Dreadlocks used a heavy machine gun to hit a concrete pier, causing smoke and dust to rise. David, who was behind the bunker, was in danger under his sight, but he suddenly left a few afterimages and escaped from the concentrated fire of the machine gun. He also fired several shots in a row, making several holes in the body of a Voodoo Gang member on the opposite side.

However, none of the shots hit the vital points. The Voodoo Gang member who was shot took a few puffs of "Black Lace" and stood up again, shooting wildly, forcing Dolio who had exposed her head back into the bunker.

[Four Eyes, why are you taking so long? Hurry up and lock up that stupid cybernetic being driving a Swanwestin across the street.]

The hacker known as Four Eyes complained in the team voice chat: "There's a combat hacker on the other side. C, I've done my best. If I don't get your brains burned, then you're on your own."

Dreadlocks continued to spout sweet words, then skillfully changed the magazine. Just as he put the firing Mann into the scope, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost.

The man with dreadlocks realized something was wrong, let go of the heavy machine gun and rolled to the side.

But halfway through, it was split into two pieces by a black knife light.

Before he died, Dreadlocks only saw half of the hideous body hidden in the darkness.

[Fools, someone's sneaking in from above! ]

Before his death, he tried to make one final contribution to the gang.

After losing a high-altitude heavy fire suppression point, the pressure on Mann and his men was greatly reduced, and they took the opportunity to advance a long distance.

The killing in the unfinished building continues.

Jiang Bing poured all his rage into the blade, accelerating his physical strength and airflow to its fullest, causing [Power - Wind Lord] to produce a sharp hissing airflow as it moved.

Jiang Bing abandoned his chainsword and switched to fighting with a samurai sword, changing his previous bold and aggressive fighting style to become precise and frugal in his movements.

He hardly made any unnecessary movements. Under the ghostly gazes of the two Voodoo Gang members, he had no intention of bending down to dodge the incoming bullets. The hole on the side of [Power - Wind Lord] ejected a violent airflow, allowing Jiang Bing to maintain the posture of raising the knife above his head, and move sideways several meters in the air, dodging all the bullets.

Before the two men could fire, they were chopped into four pieces by a powerful diagonal cassock slash.

The Voodoo Gang's voice chat was almost exploding.

There's a cyber-madman in the building with a Sianwestin installed. He can even split a bullet in half.

[Four Eyes, Maochi, if you two don't lock up his prosthetic body, he'll kill everyone.]

Cat Pool's voice was almost crying.

[Mao Chi: I'm fucking scratching! My head is about to burn, but I can't find it. I can't find his prosthetic signal at all!]

[Wait for death, where did he go to?]

Jiang Bing jumped out of the window of a room full of chicken coops, and then the strong airflow from his arms pressed his body back to the wall. After flipping into a corridor, the airflow from the wind tunnel under the ribs on one side of the armor was pushed back, and the entire armor turned into a black stream of light and ran on the wall of the corridor.

Amid the incoherent shouts of a Voodoo gang member, Jiang Bing jumped left and right on the walls in one second, passed him, and chopped off his head.

Mao Chi saw the whole process clearly through the camera in the corridor, and he was so scared that he almost fainted.

As soon as he pulled the network cable out from behind his head, Jiang Bing broke in.

If it were any other edgewalker who used a knife, he would definitely swing the knife twice, cut off the key point connecting the sliding door and the door frame, and then kick the door open.

But Jiang Bing did not act weakly. He used the momentum of his forward movement to hit the sliding door sideways like an American football.

"Do you have to be so exaggerated!" Mao Chi's jaw was almost dislocated.

Is this a fucking human or a bulldozer? You have to know that as the last checkpoint in his computer room, the door is made of bulletproof material.

Chapter 63 No Good Results

Behind the streamlined visor was Jiang Bing's cold gaze.

Amidst the murderous intent that froze the air, Mao Chi's Qi Lu Si's 'Sentinel' advanced artificial eye spun frantically, scanning, trying to capture the network interface on Jiang Bing's body, hack into it, and disrupt his speed.

However, the power of his prosthetic eye was almost overloaded, and the feedback from the other person's prosthetic body was still blank.

As his head flew off his body, an idea flashed through his mind.

"This bitch doesn't have prosthetics on his body, does he?"

With the death of a hacker, Lucy, who had been suppressed on the front battlefield, can finally free up her hands from the more dangerous online confrontation.

After freeing up some computing power, Lucy used it in just a few seconds to overload an enemy's prosthetic body, almost boiling his body fluids, and restarted the prosthetic eyes of two enemies, causing the opponent's firepower intensity to drop sharply.

[Four Eyes: Damn, Cat Pool is fucking dead. Where did this cyborg come from? This is Arasaka Laboratory. Is he still a human being?]

Siyan believed that if he had not undergone a major prostate modification not long ago, he would have probably urinated by now.

"Boss, let's retreat."

In a room deep inside the unfinished building, Siyan raised his head connected to the Internet cable and suggested to the leader Pierre who was pretending to be calm.

Pierre, flashing a Warhammer-style protruding metal eye, acted decisively, shouting to another Haitian woman still busy at her computer, "Sophie, stop working on this 'chicken' for now. We need to retreat and go back to Bridget to take care of them."

The Haitian woman turned around and saw a data cable connecting her to the computer. A huge amount of data was rapidly refreshing on the screen.

"I've already breached her brain's ICE and am downloading the recorded data. If we don't return with information about this organic meat smuggling route, you won't even be able to bear the responsibility for taking action against this suddenly appearing [Anti-Entropy] without authorization this time, let alone this time. The boss will definitely burn the three of us."

The person Sophie was downloading data from was none other than Rebecca, the silent loli with twin pigtails lying on the table.

These words were very reasonable and well-founded. Pierre gritted his teeth and was about to say a few more words in the team voice chat, asking his brothers to endure the hardship and hold on for a while, when Four Eyes suddenly pulled out the network cable, his face changed drastically and he shouted at the two people in the room.

"C, hurry up! That cyberpsycho has already destroyed most of the defense machines."

It's too late to mend the fold after the sheep have been lost.

The tempered glass door shattered in an instant, and Jiang Bing rushed into the room with the wreckage of the hidden gun turret that he had pulled down from the top of the corridor in his left hand.

Before Siyan could react, the wreckage of the gun turret thrown by Jiang Bing smashed into the large computer case behind him.

With a few crisp sounds in the air, most of the bullets fired by Pierre were blocked by Jiang Bing's samurai sword, and the remaining two passed through the afterimage in vain and hit the ground.

Peel's speed suddenly increased, turning into a shadow, and he emptied the bullets in his gun as he retreated.

Sian Westin is not rare. As the leader of a voodoo gang, it is normal for him to carry this thing on him.

He is fast, but Jiang Bing is even faster.

With the sudden strong wind sweeping through the room, Jiang Bing moved sideways several meters and avoided the bullet.

All the wind tunnels roared at the same time. Jiang Bing's mental strength suddenly dropped a little. [Power - Wind Lord] almost turned into a black lightning, passing by Pierre's body who was in the "time stop" state, and flashed behind him.

After Jiang Bing stood still, Pierre's upper body slowly slid to the ground.

This move was fast, but it did put a lot of strain on the body. Jiang Bing took two deep breaths before he recovered.

[Power - Wind Lord]'s full-strength burst of speed was truly terrifying, and Jiang Bing couldn't control it despite his increasingly powerful physical fitness. Rather than chopping, it was more like using inertia to cut the opponent in half. During the whole process, Jiang Bing didn't have time to swing the knife at all. He just placed the knife horizontally at his side and then ran past the opponent.

[Mithril] allowed Jiang Bing to clearly understand the current state of [Power-Wind Lord].

This impromptu move required most of the wind tunnels on the back of the armor to be re-polished and repaired.

The only remaining Haitian woman might be a hacker who specialized in programming and cracking. She did not pull out her gun to resist, but raised her hands to indicate her surrender.

Jiang Bing tilted his head to glance at Rebecca, who was lying on the table, her life or death unknown, with a data cable still plugged into her body. He swung his matte black samurai sword, which was almost like a serrated knife, walked forward silently, and chopped it down with the sword.

Can those who have activated [Anti-Entropy] still expect to have something good?

Don’t even think about living!

Unfinished building, front entrance battlefield.

Mann stood up from the bunker, shielding his face with his broad metal palms, and fired a burst of bullets from his arms while facing the opponent's small-caliber bullets.

The projectiles flickered with flames and hit the target accurately, blasting the enemy into a bloody mist.

The death of this enemy marked the end of the battle.

Dolio spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, obviously she was injured.

Fortunately, the bullet was cushioned by the subcutaneous armor and did not penetrate into her flesh completely. It only used its kinetic energy to hit her abdominal cavity several times.

As frontal assault firepower, she and Mann almost bore most of the pressure on the scene.

Fortunately, Jiang Bing's massacre in the unfinished building killed all the people inside the building in a short period of time, which made their pressure gradually eased after the battle began.

Without the firepower support from the high ground inside the building and without the hackers clamping down on the network level, the remaining people are just a few kittens and are no match for Mann's team of edgewalkers.

What's more, there is David, who can start a trouble-making incident in Sian Westin with just a few breaths.

Pushing open the door that was mostly destroyed by bullets, several people entered one after another.

Blood, blood splattered everywhere inside the building.

The blood spurting from the chests of numerous beheaded voodoo gang members dyed the corridors and ceilings red, giving the building a wild and bloody atmosphere of voodoo.

Looking at the smooth wounds on the necks of the many corpses, David felt a chill on his own neck and couldn't help but shrink his head.

"My goodness, Boss, this is too cruel."

Mann, with his tough guy style, tried hard not to open his mouth, but his eyebrows under the sunglasses were almost raised to his forehead.

The more experienced the Edgewalker is in combat, the more he understands what kind of strength is needed to achieve this with a samurai sword.

Everyone paused briefly in front of a pile of defense machinery that had been shattered into pieces, and then walked silently into the room where Jiang Bing was.

"Rebecca!"

Dolio, who had always played the role of mother in the team, saw Rebecca lying on the center table and exclaimed and walked forward quickly.

Arriving at the table, the first thing that caught Dolio's eye was Rebecca's hands, crushed into a paste.

There is no doubt that this is the trace of torture by the Voodoo Gang.

"C! C! C!" Dolio kicked the corpse on the ground far away, then took out a pistol and shot at the corpse in anger.

David gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks.

"Rebecca, Rebecca?"

The little girl lay quietly on the table and did not respond to David's call.

"Boss, how is Rebecca? Can she be saved?" David turned his head to the side and asked Jiang Bing who was busy in front of the computer.

Jiang Bing, with a cold face, kept operating his hands. He looked up from the screen and gave everyone a reassurance.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Chapter 64: Can’t Die

Although Rebecca's life is not in danger, she is still in critical condition.

After the Voodoo Gang's attempt to torture Rebecca to extract a confession failed, they decisively resorted to brute force to crack Rebecca's brain computer, trying to forcibly download the data inside and then analyze it for clues related to the smuggling of organic meat.

In order to avoid triggering the brain-computer anti-theft locking mechanism, they could only use brute force to crack the system while Rebecca was still alive.

Although this action indirectly saved Rebecca's life, it was equivalent to putting her in a long-term negative state of synaptic melting.

A large number of neurons were burned in the process, and Rebecca is now in a vegetative state.

This undoubtedly spelled Rebecca's death.

In comparison, the hands that were smashed into a pulp were the least serious injury.

"These damn niggers, these damn voodoo gang, they should all be beaten into a pulp!" Dolio's eyes were red, and she was so angry that she had no place to vent. She wanted to find someone to fight with but couldn't find a target, so she could only punch the wall hard.

Mann's face turned pale. After carefully examining Rebecca's hands, he almost blurted out a word from the depths of his throat.

"That's enough, Dolio."

"What?!" Dolio was in disbelief.

"I said, that's it," Mann almost shouted.