Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

To be a small boss, indecision is not enough, and he is particularly good at doing arbitrary and vicious things.

That's how prestige comes.

Seeing Luo Qi's defenseless appearance, a bold idea began to ferment wildly in his heart.

Especially the humiliation he received just now, and the weakness and retreat shown by his subordinates staring at him.

It made the madness in his eyes even worse.

"I'm curious, did you notice something?"

Luo Qi walked a few meters in front of him, pointed at his head with a gun, and said very easily.

"Did any of the people you sent come back alive?"

Having said that, Willard was startled.

He knew that the violent terrorist mobile team had intervened, but he also knew how good the men he sent were adaptable and life-saving.

Most of them do the birds and beasts to scatter, and then slowly gather them back together.

No one would blame them for being deserters when encountering the violent terrorist mobile team.

In fact, it is normal for those who hang out on the streets to leave the fight and flee, and this is not a real battlefield.

So those who have been in the gang for a long time are often more oily old foxes.

If something is wrong, just apply oil to the soles of your feet.

But Luo Qi gave him a different feeling.

He just stood there, taking nothing, but it gave him a heavy feeling like metal.

This kind of metal is not the kind of lifeless iron lump, but a machine with powerful power.

"why?"

Willard asked subconsciously.

"Because our speed is faster than you think."

Before the words landed, Willard suddenly found that the figure in front of him had disappeared.

That's right, the terrorist mobile team has floating vehicles, which are faster than those deserters who dare not run to their lairs at all.

Not only is the floating car fast, Luo Qi himself is also fast.

A long wrench that fell on the floor was picked up by Luo Qi.

This place itself is a modified car factory, and the Sixth Street Gang is here to play with it. Just now, those people gathered cars together to compare and debug each other.

Now I ran away, leaving behind a lot of tools.

Compared with fancy wooden baseball bats, Luo Qi prefers the feeling of solid alloy smashing hard on the enemy's head.

A super large wrench with a length of 90 cm appeared in front of him at some point.

Then he made a round swing from bottom to top, hitting his chin hard.

The sound of bones smashing almost brought Willard's world to a halt.

Under the action of the huge force, his body stiffened for a short time, his head was raised high, and then he was hit vertically on the back of his head by the returned wrench.

almost simultaneously.

The pistol that fell out of his hand was pinched by Luo Qi's two fingers.

With a full swing of his right hand, the wrench flew towards the gunman not far away, his body rotated and squatted down, and a backhand shot from the left side blasted away Tian Linggai of the Sixth Street Gang who was about to shoot himself.

With a tactical roll, Luo Qi disappeared in place.

Then the gunshots broke out.

Chapter 460 The Valentino Gang Really Called Over

"Hurry up, the Valentino gang is calling!"

With the sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

Several heavily armed explosive modified bulletproof vehicles rushed into the modification factory.

"Are you calling? How is it possible?"

The Sixth Street Gang still didn't believe it, but when he looked through the car window, there were corpses all over the outside, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

But this is not right.

The junction of the Sixth Street Gang and the Valentino Gang's territory is not here!

At least a few streets deep.

Are the Valentino gang all this bold now?Aren't they afraid that when reinforcements from the Sixth Street Gang arrive, they will be surrounded here?

But these corpses in front of them are also real, they are all their people.

"Villard didn't stop them? How many people are here?"

The Sixth Street Gang who jumped out of the car behind them also had big heads.

Willard is a small leader among many of their subordinates. He knows a lot of people on weekdays, and everyone knows that he is not easy to mess with.

But why this time...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, who do you think is that?"

Suddenly a Sixth Street gang started yelling, pointing to a dead body on the floor in the distance.

"...I fucking... Willard!?"

They all recognized the distinctive attire.

Except for Willard who likes to show off, no one would be so arrogant to use the NUSA flag to customize a cool outfit for himself.

They also all know that what Willard is most proud of is that he once killed some enemies in the unification war.

It can be said that he is a die-hard supporter of New America in Night City.

But now what?

His head was as flat as a flat ball, and he lay lifelessly on the ground, looking no different from those poor people who died in the ditch.

"It's over, Villard is dead, the Valentino gang is here for real this time."

Some people around me started to get scared, "Let's call more people, it's too dangerous here!"

"But, but what about them?"

The other Sixth Street gangs also had this idea, but they couldn't find any trace of the Valentino gang at the scene.

No cars, no people.

There are no special marks on the ground.

It looks like a group of people came, killed all their brothers, and left, patted their asses and walked away.

However, just when they began to have different opinions, they didn't know whether to go or stay.

A unique voice came from behind the house.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It's very rhythmic.

It sounded like you were beating the dough with a pestle.

This strange sound immediately attracted their attention.

Holding up their weapons, they told each other not to make a sound, then carefully walked around the body, walked through the porch, and came to the back of the house.

Then they saw a picture that they will never forget——

A man covered in blood, whom they didn't know, was pressing down on one of their brothers from the Sixth Street Gang, hitting him on the head with one punch, one left and one right.

The Sixth Street Gang was completely silent, its head was hanging loosely like a puppet, hanging around its neck, dangling back and forth with the blows.

There are several corpses on the ground that died in the same way.

Hearing the movement of someone behind him, Luo Qi slowly turned his head.

"Are you with them too?"

Faced with such inquiries, the Sixth Street Gang who came to support them suddenly flinched and feared.

Someone already shook his head, and then his body backed away uncontrollably.

What did they see?

A blood-stained man, more terrifying than a ghoul, killed all their brothers in the most brutal way.

This is of course not true, but from their perspective, fear arises from such images.

"Hey."

Rocky smiled.

Do you say no?

Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving.

More and more Sixth Street Gang rushed to the scene. They saw the mess and corpses at the scene, and their reactions were the same as the first wave of people, full of fear and anger.

But the voice from the back of that house began to make them pay attention.

Just when they felt that the movement was getting louder and something was wrong, they wanted to check it out.

A figure suddenly flew upside down from the door.

Then a person covered in blood, no, more like a person covered in blood, walked out of the room slowly.

"boom!"

He raised his hand and fired a shot at the man who was kicked away on the ground.

Then there was a hail of bullets.

Luo Qi actually didn't have much malice towards the Sixth Street Gang.

Although their motivational slogans and actions are very ridiculous and hateful, they are not that serious compared to extreme and harmful.

What he didn't expect was that these fanatics holding patriotic flags were not only sanctimonious illegal armed forces, but also a group of deranged lunatics who wanted to gain profits and seize regional dominance.

Guess what he found in the backyard of Willard's garage?

Drugs enough to be shot for half an hour?

Or a massive amount of smuggled arms and implants?

No, those are just pediatrics in front of these.

He found a bunch of cages in the backyard, some empty, with nothing but some old-looking stains.

Others are big living people curled up one by one.

Judging from their attire, they are mainly homeless, and some ordinary people with very poor living conditions.

In Santo Domingo, the valley area here not only has a large number of company factories and bases, but also various subsidiary industries that are contracted to local people and local gangs.

For example, local logistics, such as warehouses, such as cold chains, and such as power supply, there are various underground entertainment venues and semi-legal and semi-illegal smuggling shops.

The more developed the local economy, the prosperity of subsidiary industries is inevitable.

The mining cities arose for the same reason.

This is how the prosperity of the Valley District came about.

Night City's unique geographical location and diplomatic status make immigration a more complicated topic.

Many people came to Night City with dreams of getting rich.

They need to cross the border wall run by the Southern California Border Guard, by legal or illegal means.

Some of them have obtained legal status, while others are still wanted.

And more people are no big problems, but not regular black households.

There are also some people who come in from Northern California and do not need to cross the border wall, but some people have to go through immigration review.