Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

Luo Qi had really never seen such a scene——Xiao Tian, ​​who ran after Mowell all over the street, and was not afraid even if his face was blurred by landmines, even flinched sometimes.

The moment the two machine guns fired, Luo Qi knew that he had made a big mistake.

It was definitely not the generic model he had seen on armored vehicles or machine gun turrets.

The original design was to fix the MK31 with heavy firepower, and only used 7.62 caliber bullets.

12.7mm caliber full-power bullet, the recoil is so strong that it can squeeze the internal organs out of the user's mouth.

And now the two violent mobile teams transformed into mechanical monsters didn't let go of the trigger finger for a second.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The engine of the pierced car was turned off instantly, and the bullets hit the wall, blasting the concrete into pieces mercilessly like tofu.

Although they were extremely cumbersome, their aiming speed was by no means slow. Under the crossfire, Xiaotian had no choice but to dodge in embarrassment.

It is true that he is Hanako Arasaka's bodyguard, but the mission of the bodyguard is not to fight these heavy war machines head-on.

A bullet that can easily penetrate a 20mm steel plate is not a joke. It is not much lighter than the sniper bullet he ate just now, and it is no problem to interrupt an unmodified adult with a shot in the middle.

Luo Qi admits that he has a part to watch the excitement, but sometimes, some excitement may really have to be watched.

"Hurry up, Suzi! Here!"

He huddled in a corner and waved to Mowell hastily, only one eye was exposed, and the eyebrows on it were knit into a ball.

Two people can play a strengthened company's firepower, is it really worthy of being a lunatic of the violent terrorist mobile team?

These two people are different from the violent terrorist mobile team he saw before, or in other words, every violent terrorist mobile team is different.

"Hey——!!!"

For example, the red-eyed black can that sent Oda flying with a single shot.

With super-speed movement and elusive motion trajectory, Oda was able to get to them.

The thermal praying mantis knife is an absolute natural enemy for this kind of alloy armor that can't be pierced by guns and can't be broken by knives.

But when he raised the red and whitish blade on his arm, only half of the chin could be seen on the chest of the Riot Terrorist Mobile Squad, "click" to open the two armor plates, revealing a fist-sized cannon with a black hole inside. mouth.

The super-sized shotgun mixed with ablative metal jets bloomed a flower that flew forward and covered a range of 30 meters on the streets of Japan Street.

"Damn! Times have really changed!!"

Luo Qi quickly took Mowell's hand and shrank behind the wall, his heart beating wildly.

That thing can also be installed in the body! ?

Ordinary people are bombarded face-to-face with a mixture of arrows, slugs, and thermite, and it is a victory to have a whole bone left.

"TPA..."

Mowell looked at the thick smoke left in the air and the burning belt scattered on the ground like a winding dragon, said.

"What?" Luo Qi didn't hear clearly and turned his head.

"TPA, thickened triethylaluminum." Mowell scanned the scene with his eyes, a little scared. "It is usually used in incendiary rockets. I didn't expect that someone would dare to put this thing in the body."

This is more than just an incendiary rocket. Look at the wall behind Xiaotian, it is almost smashed into a paste.

As for the unlucky Oda, who didn't cut anything all night, but was bombed by various bombs...

Luo Qi glanced around secretly, but didn't see his ghostly figure that made him tremble.

"ふふん (呵呵)..."

A cold laugh came.

He looked around and saw a wet figure in a state of embarrassment outside the guardrail on the street.

The remaining flames were still burning on his body, and the cloth barely hanging around his waist proved that he was once wearing a suit.Twisted metal, machines riddled with holes, and pipelines that constantly leaked electric sparks spread all over his body.

It's Mrs. Oda, he's not dead yet.

The water on the body flowed down the arm, flowed through the mantis knife, was vaporized by the hot temperature, and screamed "chirp, squeak", like a screaming mouse or a twisted wraith.

It even made Luo Qi think of the iron pot that made a sharp sound when the water boiled.

"It's really scary, even this way can't overthrow him."

Luo Qi looked at Oda who was not deeply injured, and sucked in a mouthful of cold... cold air.

"Let's go quickly, while they are fighting..."

Turning to look at Mowell, he looked up and down: "How is it? Is there any injury?"

Mowell shook his head, signaling that he was doing well.

So, the two of them stopped the Viet Cong's probing behavior, quickly retreated, and left the area under the cover of the building.

As for Oda, or Zhucun, who hasn't seen anyone yet.

Who cares about them.

If you love to fight and fight with the violent mobile team, you will not be accompanied.

……

The sun shines through the open blinds and falls on Luo Qi who wakes up yawning.

The monthly rent for this one-bedroom apartment in Little Chinatown is just over [-] euros, including furniture and other expenses.

For Night City, where cheap box lunches cost four hundred euros a month, it is true that low-level people cannot afford the high price.

The cost of living in this city is even more outrageous than that of San Francisco in the north and Los Angeles in the south.

Only the working class who work for the company and get along well can barely afford such a high room rate.

Luo Qi, who holds 80 euros of "stolen money" in his hand, cannot afford to buy a decent house, but it is still easy to rent him for a few years.

Compared with the days in the super skyscraper, Luo Qi fell in love with this big soft quilt at night these days.

What?That skyscraper slum with a monthly rent ranging from a few hundred is full of mansions like V?

Luo Qi, who was shrunk down in a ten-square-meter dwelling before, had something to say.

As the "most promising" mercenary V on the entire floor, he is one of the few who can afford to pay three times the rent of the kennel.Even so, the budget of [-] euros is not enough to meet the lowest grade of decent apartments.

So when V and Jack knew that Luo Qi had "wasted" money, they were indeed taken aback.

If they hadn't hooked up with Rogge and got some entrustments, V's rent for next month would not have been settled yet.

Luo Qi wanted to share the money with the two of them many times, but every time he was stared back by the look of "Don't do this if you treat us as brothers".

Jack, who was always smiling and silly, was so serious that Luo Qi was a little terrified at this time.

It's not that there is no place to live, without relic, we still have hands and feet.

My mother always said, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

The above two sentences are the original words of Jack.

Rogge paid generously for the ticket tied to Herman. If not for Luo Qi's tough attitude and insisting on paying, V and Jack even planned to invite him for a few games.

It may be that the education he received since he was a child is different from the environment he grew up in. Luo Qi always thinks about how to buy a house, so at least he should get his home out first.

But what about V and Jack?

There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches.

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

Fortunately, it is not to the point of "timely gratification".

Although "there is no tomorrow" is the normal state of mercenaries, and this mentality will inevitably become the mainstream, but their strength has risen, and they have already left the category of bottom-level cannon fodder.Especially after gaining a little fame and hugging Rogge's thigh, he finally entered the same long-term thinking stage as Luo Qi, although most of it is due to Luo Qi's unremitting efforts and "influence".

To put it bluntly, it is called probation, but to put it bluntly, it is actually talking about it vigorously.

V thinks that Luo Qi is good at everything, but when it comes to this kind of topic, he can be more aggressive than Jack's mother, Mrs. Wells-"Hold on to develop, stay steady and don't make waves", probably this is what it means.

As for Jack, although Luo Qi said that Luo Qi was too cautious, he obediently followed suit.

So much so that Mrs. Wells gave a big nod to Luo Qi, "Jack's good brother", and laughed like a chrysanthemum every time they met.

Even Mowell felt that he was—"something like someone from Kangtao".

It's damn familiar.

Boring to cross out the mortgage advertisement sent by Arasaka Bank, Luo Qi threw the PDA aside, and started an arduous bed war with the quilt.

"Arasaka? Even the dogs don't go."

In a burst of "heart-piercing" "battle roars", Luo Qi successfully turned from one side of the bed to the other.

But unfortunately, it is still lying down.

Failed to get up.

"What happened to Arasaka?"

Mowell, who was sleeping on another bed, was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a set of nursing tools, and adjusting the hydraulic rod and transmission of his mechanical power arm.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that everything in this world belongs to the company."

Depressedly, Luo Qi shook the two obstinate figures, Goro Takemura and Mitsuo Oda, away from his eyes, buried his face in the quilt, and said to Mowell.

It is no exaggeration to say that companies determine the real world and the lives of ordinary people.

Take a look around and you'll know this new rental condo.

Take being a happy couch potato as an example-the TV is made by the company, the electricity is sent by the company, the programs are filmed by the company, and the signal is also provided by the company.

Food, clothing, housing, transportation... and even the air we breathe all come from these transnational financial behemoths, the so-called super companies.

Even if you were lucky enough not to realize this before, every aspect of your life is still not free from the influence of the company.They are within reach.

The arms are alloy?Made with military technology?

That's what I mean.

The scariest thing is not the company's business scope, but the right to breathe. They all want to put a price tag on it, so that every human being, from birth to death, is constantly creating value.

"...It's always been like this."

Mowell paused, brushed his hair behind his ears with his fingers, and continued to toss his arms.

"Speaking of which." Luo Qi turned his face and let the sun bask in his ass, "Are you worthy of being a top bodyguard? Even the Terrorist Mobile Squad can't deal with them."

Night City still has an advantage, that is, you can often see live news that not only does not cover up, but likes to add fuel and vinegar - such as where there is an explosion again, where there is a fire again, where cyberpsychosis has begun to make the trauma team in Bodies were collected on the sidewalk.

Arasaka's support came quickly, less than 5 minutes after Roach and Mowell left.

Although Zhucun and Xiaotian are not in the same faction as Lai Xuan, it can be seen that the conservatives may be at a disadvantage, but they have not completely fallen.

The scene of the news broadcast did not have the bloody stings that are often seen, but the devastated environment made Luo Qi almost think that the reporter ran to the battlefield in the Middle East.

Yes, in 2077, that piece of land, since the first Middle East war, has been pinched for a full 130 years.

Of course this is off topic.

Mowell didn't take issue with Roach's claims.

The fact is that, as Arasaka's top guards, it is already the biggest victory for the two of them to be able to escape.

Luo Qi also bullied and bullied Zhucun, whose prosthetic body was shut down remotely. Although he was still beaten and ran around, it was considered a different kind of achievement.

As for the Oda she dealt with?

A lieutenant of a military technology special force, even if he has high combat power and low configuration, is not Oda's opponent.

This need not be emphasized, Mowell himself knows it well.

If it weren't for Luo Qi's repeated request to bury the broadsword mine, maybe last night might not have gone so smoothly.

"Ding ding ding..."

Just when Luo Qi started to look at himself with that lsp look again, the PDA he threw under the quilt rang.

Mowell raised his head curiously, and captured it with the high-magnification screen of Crossroads' prosthetic eye, and saw the name on it.

【V】

Chapter 66 Not good!Saul was captured by the Chaos Knife Society!