The Creators: From Night City

"Come to think of it, there is something I need your help with."

Jiang Bingyouen asked the other party to report it on the spot, which made the old captain stunned.

But after all, he was a well-known middleman who had experienced everything, so he immediately replied: "You tell me, I will definitely help you."

Jiang Bing stared at the other party and reported the name that 42 had dug out from Vic Vega's brain computer.

"Nara Wendel, do you know this person?"

"I know~, a middleman in the Hunhe Valley area." The old captain was very straightforward and didn't even think about it.

"But I don't get along with her. This bitch is a bit cunning and has no bottom line."

Jiang Bing was happy to hear the other party say this.

"What a coincidence, isn't it? I have some issues with her. Do you know which company she's closest to?"

The old captain scratched his head. "I've never heard of that, but everyone in the underworld knows that this woman is all about money. She'll do anything for anyone who pays her."

"Do you have her current address?"

The old captain chuckled.

"No one else can ask for it, but Mr. Sabul, the savior of the distress, has spoken. He will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Wait a moment."

The old captain was indeed the most successful middleman in Santo Domingo. In less than twenty minutes, an address was sent to Jiang Bing.

A short message followed.

[Old Captain: She's here now. Friendly reminder, be careful if you want to cause trouble for her. I heard she has some particularly ruthless people under her.]

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Killer and prostitute are two of the oldest professions of mankind.

The Kabuki district in Watson is teeming with both types of people.

As the name suggests, this area is where Japanese people gather.

When the three of them reached South Allen Street, they could see their destination from a distance.

Phoenix Club.

Jiang Bing stared at the big Chinese character "Phoenix" on the door for a long time before entering the club.

Although the sign is in Chinese characters, the club is actually owned by the Tiger Claw Gang.

As soon as they entered the door, deafening music filled the eardrums of the three people.

In the center of the hall is a spacious ballroom with laser light balls hanging from the four corners of the ceiling. As they rotate, they give the dim space a luxurious and ambiguous atmosphere.

Dynamic sound waves filled the entire space, and a large number of men and women who came here to get drunk used desire as a seasoning and released hormones wantonly.

Unlike the Afterlife, the ground floor of the Phoenix Club is a complete nightclub that offers pornography, gambling, and drugs. Because the Tiger Claw Gang is in charge, the safety of the club is basically guaranteed, and the club is well-known in the Kabuki district.

Maids, their shorts so high that their buttocks were half exposed, walked around carrying drinks, and of course there were also male models in equally revealing clothes walking around the various booths.

Chapter 102: Intestinal Poison

The rich smell of various perfumes mixed together made Jiang Bing sneeze three times as soon as he entered the room.

Nightclubs, especially high-end nightclubs, are characterized by three highs.

High-end! "Elegant"! High consumption!

The high consumption meant that David had never been here before.

So he was overwhelmed by the luxurious and decadent nightlife of Night City for the first time, and his face turned red with excitement.

Lucy is quite knowledgeable and her sexy clothes fit in with the atmosphere surprisingly well.

Jiang Bing listened to the lewd sounds coming from a row of private rooms in the distance and gave up the idea of ​​opening a private room.

The three of them had just walked to a booth and were about to sit down when they saw two infatuated men and women not far away, openly engaging in close contact in public.

Jiang Bing's face froze, feeling that he had underestimated Night City.

Well, the seats in the booths probably didn’t escape the clutches of the enemy either.

For the sake of the mission, the three of them sat down. In order to appear normal, Jiang Bing waved his hand, signaling the waitress to come over and ordered a bunch of drinks as a cover.

Abydos Tuna; Alpine Pearl; Bolshevik Vodka; Cognac; Garsin Papa, Jiang Bing simply crossed out a row of them on the list when ordering the wine, plus a dozen bottles of Brothers Lager and a dozen bottles of Happy Skull, as well as a few snacks like Baba Popcorn and organic Wuweiquan, the table was full.

But what is the food standard for the three of them recently?

As a core member of [Anti-Entropy], and Jiang Bing would never do something like "those dressed in silk and satin are not silkworm farmers", ever since he first came back from the world of "Tomb Raider", the canteen has been eager to have braised pork and daughter's red wine every day.

So only David tried to open a bottle of Alpine Pearl, but he only took a sip and put the glass back on the table with melancholy, without saying a word.

There's no going back. David knew he could never go back to the days when he enjoyed eating organic meat and drinking real wheat juice.

So the three of them looked around, wondering where the target person, Nora Wendel, was.

The old captain's intelligence ability is still reliable. According to him, Nora Wendel comes here to have fun every few days and enjoy the vanity brought by squandering money.

However, before the three of them could target their target, they were targeted by three little girls.

It’s not actually accurate to call her a little gangster.

They are not gang members. If you want to join a gang in Night City, you still need to meet certain requirements.

Their main target was people, David and Jiang Bing, as well as the pile of wine on the table, and of course, Lucy might also be included.

Apart from David who showed his cowardice at the beginning, although Jiang Bing and Lucy appeared to be more calm than each other, they were actually just like Shitcrackers using a table leg as a cushion - trying to hold on.

Jiang Bing had never been to any high-end nightclubs in the past twenty years before he traveled through time. Lucy was even more exhausted from being chased by Arasaka. After becoming rich, the first thing they had to consider was how to better protect their lives. One by one, the three of them would be classified as nightclub noobs.

If Pyrrha Slutty Hand were here, he would definitely tell the three of them that in a Night City nightclub, if someone orders a table full of drinks but doesn't drink any, and keeps looking around, the underlying meaning is to tell everyone in the place that they are looking for a 'drinking buddy' to drink with.

As for how to exempt each other, it can be said that Jiang Bing and others paid for the wine, so the other party naturally has to provide something else so that everyone will not suffer any loss.

After all, this table of wine and drinks cost Jiang Bing more than two thousand dollars, which is enough to buy a car trunk of wine outside.

"Hey, handsome guy, it's so quiet."

The one who spoke was the young gangster girl in the lead. She had the most fashionable double bun hairstyle in Night City, a palm-wide tube top on her upper body, and golden leather pants with fishnet stockings on her lower body, leaving most of her body naked.

Without any courtesy, the other party sat down next to Jiang Bing so fast that he didn't even react.

"The butt should be a modified one, it shouldn't be this perky originally." Out of professional habit, this thought immediately flashed through Jiang Bing's mind.

The other young ladies were also not polite and took their seats one after another, which almost made the two people at the table explode.

The other party took Jiang Bing's arm into his arms, and with his other hand he naturally went to the table to pick up the wine.

"Handsome guy, this is your first time here. I've never seen you in this place before."

The friendly little girl's greetings temporarily dispelled Jiang Bing's idea of ​​chasing people away.

He signaled to the two of them with his eyes to calm down, then turned around and started talking to them.

"You often play in this place."

Looking at Jiang Bing's face, the other party's eyes were almost thready.

The little girl tilted her head back and gulped down half a bottle of wine. She answered in a strangled voice, "Of course, we sisters are here every day."

Seeing the other party's performance, Jiang Bing immediately had a thought in his mind, 'I'm afraid it's a cyber bartender hired by the Tiger Claw Gang.'

"Then you are very familiar with the regulars here."

The little girl's enthusiasm cooled down.

"Uh-huh, are you here to look for someone?"

"I mainly want to see if I can meet some important people."

Those who often come to such high-consumption places are naturally not unknown people. After all, a few bottles of wine are equivalent to half a month's salary for the lower class.

"No way, you don't look like those mercenaries who make a living by doing things."

Jiang Bing retracted his elbow and silently blocked the other person's hand that was pinching his hip.

"Start a small business and see if I can develop a few clients, or connect with some middlemen to open up new channels."

The other party really took the bait.

"Looking for a middleman? You've come to the right place. This place is often frequented by middlemen of all sizes. However, they generally won't sit with us little guys."

The little girl sat back, lit a cigarette, shook her head, and motioned Jiang Bing to look at the private room in the back.

"They all go there to discuss business. It's quiet and safe."

David was being attacked from both sides by two heavily made-up and equally revealingly dressed young girls, feeling very embarrassed. Lucy stared at the scene with a sense of evil, without any intention of intervening.

David could only make an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Jiang Bing fanned the smoke from his face and continued to ask, "Do you know the most famous middleman here?"

The other party was quite alert and obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so he picked up the beer on the table and gestured to Jiang Bing.

Jiang Bing could only pick up a bottle of Happy Skull and clink glasses with the other party to drink.

The bitter and astringent technological water made Jiang Bing feel like he was drinking horse urine.

She obviously knew something, but was reluctant to talk too much to Jiang Bing, a stranger.

Jiang Bing also has a solution for this.

That means "drinking", drinking until you die.

As a "poison", the reason why people are still attracted to it is that it can bring people pleasure, numb the nerves, allow people to temporarily put aside worldly troubles, remove the shackles of acquired nature, speak freely, and return to their nature.

What Jiang Bing values ​​is the freedom to speak freely.

Chapter 103: Failed to act cool and got fucked

So he waved his hand to call the waiter, and after a brief inquiry, ordered a few bottles of the strongest battery brew here.

"This wine is bland."

Jiang Bing shook the beer in his hand, and for the sake of information, he humbled himself and smiled, bewitching the other party.

Next, one of them wanted to get people drunk, while the other had ulterior motives, and the atmosphere quickly became heated.

Lucy saw Jiang Bing's plan, and for the first time ever, she took the initiative to speak, drawing the attention of the remaining two little girls away and creating a one-on-one battlefield for Jiang Bing.

However, what she didn't know was that with Jiang Bing's current physical condition, drinking alcohol was really no different from drinking water.

But speaking of it, if he really can't make it, he can still become famous by becoming a duck.

Why don’t men sell their ditches and receive 800 euros?

His keen perception allowed him to easily see through the emotional changes of the woman opposite him. His excellent external hardware made him invincible, and with the bonus of money and knowledge, the other party was like poor Tom, being played around in his hands.

With the alcohol as a catalyst, within twenty minutes, the little girl had collapsed in Jiang Bing's arms, laughing wildly and her eyes were full of spring. Jiang Bing took the opportunity to get all the information he wanted to know.

As a middleman of considerable status and a frequent visitor to this club, the other party would naturally know Nora Wendel.

Just as the old captain had reported, the other party did come here today, but not to consume, but to discuss business.

This flushed little girl, almost unconscious due to the alcohol and desire, told Jiang Bing everything she knew with deep envy.

Box No. 3, southeast corner, has the best location and the best view.

The other party is very sure of this.

This is Nora Wendel's favorite box. Whenever she comes, she will order this box.

Everyone who frequents the Phoenix Club's nightlife knows this; it's no big secret at all.

Jiang Bing threw the drunk little girl who was almost clinging to him onto the booth. Just as he was about to get up, David, who had just returned from the bathroom, called him mysteriously.

"Boss, look at the bar."

Jiang Bingyi looked as he was told, and through the thick light pollution, he accurately spotted a familiar figure at the bar.

Aurora, the senior prosthetics doctor on the trauma team.

'Why is she here?'

The other party drank more and more from her cocktail, looked around, turned her head frequently, and stared in one direction. Her unprofessional look made anyone know that she was not here to get drunk.

Following the other person's gaze, the destination was also Box No. 3.