Cyberpunk: 2075

After the two scavengers in the lounge were dealt with, the remaining five scavengers did not survive for long in front of Carl's team. It took about two minutes from the time they entered the door for them to handle everything.

"You have to wash yourself well when you come to my house later."

Looking at David, who fired four shots in the previous battle and killed two scavengers in total, including the one killed by the knife before, Carl commented on the blood on his body: "But now I understand why Arasaka always likes red and black clothes. It turns out that this is stained with blood, but it's not too obvious."

"Did I do it...:

Smelling the blood, David began to breathe heavily after the battle.

"Of course you did it, David."

Oliver slapped him on the back and almost beat David to his knees: "I said, you did a good job, you are qualified to have a good meal of braised pork."

"It's obviously me who wants to cook, why do you make it seem like you did it."

Carl complained and asked David: "How about it, David, can you still eat it?"

"I can do it. ”

David adapted quickly: "I don't read Black Chaomeng for nothing."

"That's fine, you can keep the Kenshin. I'll recommend you a gun store on the way to school that has discounts for buying four boxes of bullets together. When you have time, you can go to the shooting range to practice reloading and aiming. It's a bit of a waste of bullets to kill one person with four bullets."

"One out of four, David's shooting skills are already good enough."

Jack searched the scavenger's suite and found that there was nothing valuable except some second-hand junk prostheses. He came to their computer and flipped through the email records on it:

"It's indeed this group of people. They haven't deleted the threatening emails they sent to Lao Wei. Let me see, there are also records of their kidnappings on it."

"This way, it may be easier for NCPD to find the victim's family."

After sending a message to Johnson, Carl handed a bag full of things to David.

"What is this? "

"I picked up the scavenger's gun when I was checking it. It's not good quality. You can find a weapon store to sell it later. It should be able to make some money. You can use it as pocket money."

Now the money from selling this kind of gun is not worth much for Carl and others. It's just right for David, who is adapting to it for the first time.

"Can I?"

Looking at Carl handing it to him, which is his first income, David was a little surprised and a little surprised.

"You killed two of the seven people, more than me. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Carl stuffed the bag into David's arms: "But you have to be careful, don't let your mother find out. Since she has worked hard to support you to go to Arasaka Academy, she must think that it's best for you not to get involved in street things.

You have basically learned it this time. Next, you just need to go to the gun store occasionally to practice continuously.

We don't have anything to teach you. "There is nothing to teach you. This sentence is of course a lie, but Carl said it anyway. After all, David's family is not a family with a strong gang atmosphere like Oliver and Jack. It is better for him not to get involved too much in the mercenaries on the street. "There is nothing to teach me..." David heard the hidden meaning of Carl's words, that is, this time is the last. Really, just to see the world... In his heart, David couldn't help but compare the current acceptance with the rejection in school. Compared with going to school, perhaps what he longed for in his heart was the same mercenary life as Carl and others. But he also knew that this was indeed the last time, because...:,

Thinking of his hard-working mother and her expectations of him, and looking at Carl, Oliver and Jack, David didn't say anything willful after all, but just nodded: "I understand."

"But I'm still willing to come to my place for free meals."

Carl smiled and patted David on the shoulder: "I don't mind friends coming to my house for free meals, it's just a good opportunity to test my cooking skills."

"Yeah."

With David's nod and the sound of sirens approaching in the distance, this pre-meal exercise was over, and then he could go to eat his reward.

"Mr. Johnson."

After going downstairs, Carl told Johnson who came over about the relevant matters, and handed over the small piece of paper he had picked up when he left just now.

"Old William Hot Dog?"

Jensen looked at the piece of paper in his hand and felt a little puzzled.

"When we were dealing with the scavengers, two residents gave us a promotional poster. I think the picture is okay, so I'll recommend it to you."

"Recommend something you haven't eaten yourself."

"Since they didn't make any noise to disturb us, just do them a favor."

Carl originally wanted to chat with Jason, such as asking him to come to his place after get off work to get some meat, when Jack's voice came from a distance.

"Carl, it's not good."

"What's wrong?"

When Carl looked over, he found David and Jack surrounding his car, and Oliver's face was quite ugly.

"When we went up, a car thief pried open the car door. Although he didn't drive away, he damaged all our tires."

"Huh?"

Carl hurried over to take a look and found that it was true. There were obvious marks of picking the lock on the car door. From the gap between the car door and the car body, the other party's action was very urgent.

"We can actually encounter such a thing?"

When Jack was hanging out on the streets before, he had done a lot of such car thefts, but he didn't expect that the old car thief would be robbed today after being hunted by geese all day.

"Well, although there is nothing to be angry about...

Carl looked at Oliver's gloomy face and continued, "But we may have to take the subway back today."

"Don't let me find that little thief, otherwise I must hang him up and beat him with my belt.

Oliver, who obviously has the deepest feelings for cars among the few people, said this harshly.

He can understand those who make a living on the street, but it's another matter if you mess with him. If he really catches a thief, although he won't kill the car thief as easily as a company dog, he will definitely beat him up.

Carl shook his head. He quickly accepted this as the biggest damage of the day. He looked at Johnson who was walking over.

"Mr. Johnson, we will call for a car repair later. Can you stay here and let the people over there take my car to repair? We have something to do tonight and have to go back early.

D,

"It's okay. You go ahead. After all, you have done us a credit today. This is nothing. Go back early."

Jensen glanced at David, whose uniform was stained with blood: "He also needs to take a good shower."

"Sorry for bothering you, but this is not a big deal..."

Before the mission, Carl had changed his clothes in the vehicle in advance. After thinking about it, he asked David to change into the Arasaka uniform he put in the car.

"There is a little difference in height. You wear it first. Take the bag of clothes and wash it at my house. "

Under Carl's instructions, David, holding two bags containing guns and clothes, followed Carl, Jack and Oliver to the subway he took every day to go to school.

The moment he stepped onto the subway, he suddenly noticed a hint of white in his peripheral vision.