Cyberpunk: 2075

Feeling the projectile launch system against his lower jaw, Pira's eyes were a little dazed.

He had heard before that before death, time would be very slow, and people could look back on their lives in an instant, but when he really encountered death, Pira felt.

Time seemed to have slowed down, but looking back on his life in an instant, it seemed not.

All he felt was the heat flow gradually coming from the cold machinery below.

The heat coming out of the launch tube was passing from his lower jaw to his brain.

So hot.

So hot. ：：：

And in the heat, the wind came.

Feeling his body, as if it was swept away by the wind, when Pira's consciousness continued and he came to his senses, he was already under the container.

"Plop."

Feeling his body falling to the ground in a bent posture, his elbow hit the ground hard, and after a flash of shame, Pira's first feeling was pain.

His waist hurt, as if he had been kicked by someone.

Then there was a feeling of confusion.

I... am not dead?

The projectile launch system was pressed against my lower jaw, and I am not dead? !

"Boom! Until this moment, because there was no target, the projectile fired into the sky just exploded.

When the explosion sounded in the ears of everyone present, Mann's body just took a step forward.

"Pila, little..."

David's reminder was only halfway through.

But things.

It's over.

Behind the bald middle-aged man who pressed the projectile launch system, his eyes were full of confusion and madness, and he was obviously suffering from cyber psychosis, Carl was already standing there.

Zhongye's gun was pointed at the back of the bald middle-aged man's head.

Carl's eyes were calm.

"Let me ask you, are you still sane?"

"Ming!"

The body of the bald middle-aged man turned along with the projectile launch system in his hand.

"Okay, I understand."

The trigger was pulled.

"Huh. "

With the sound of a bullet, a bullet hole appeared between the eyebrows of the bald middle-aged man who had just turned around. With the impact, his body shook and fell backwards into the barrel under the container.

"We have to inform Mr. Johnson. This guy is probably a cyber psychopath on the run."

After muttering, Carl smiled at him lying on the ground in front of Pyrrha's stunned eyes.

That smile was the same as before.

"Are you okay, Pyrrha?"

"Well... maybe?"

Pyrrha listened to Carl's question and subconsciously touched his body. He found that there was really no missing bones or legs. At most, his kidney was kicked and it was really painful.

"In the future, when facing inexplicably neurotic guys, be more careful. "

After Karl reminded him, he jumped off the container and landed in front of Mann and the others.

Looking at Karl who landed in front of him, Mann's eyes were a little complicated.

In addition to gratitude, there was also some disbelief.

Grateful because he saved Pira's life, and unbelievable because...:

Mann knew that Karl was strong, and he was prepared that Karl would be much stronger than him, but he didn't expect Karl to be so strong now.

Remembering that job, he and Karl were mercenaries of the same level, how come two months have passed,

Now he can't even see Karl's tail, he thought he had a new prosthesis in the past two months, and he worked hard to train, not to mention catching up with Karl, at least he could keep up with Karl's tail, but now he sees...

If they really fight, he's afraid that he will be killed by Karl in one encounter.

Remember that Karl said that he had been in the industry for a short time, and he made such rapid progress.

After sighing, Mann thanked Karl: "Karl, Pira was saved by you this time, thank you. "

"It's a small matter. ”

Not thinking it was a big deal, Carl waved his hand casually to show that he didn’t care, then took out his phone and called Johnson, intending to ask Johnson to send someone to check if the person he killed was a cyber psychopath on the run.

Saved people under extreme circumstances, and killed a cyber psychopath, but it’s a small matter...:

Except for Rebecca, who went to her brother Pira to pick him up and scold him, everyone else here heard Carl’s light-hearted words, and for this sentence, they basically showed the same expression as Mann, who didn’t know what to say.

Maybe, they are too short-sighted, maybe this is really just a small matter for Carl.

What kind of work does Carl’s team usually do...:

“I’ll stop here today.”

Carl shook his phone at Mann: “Someone from NCPD will come over later, I need to communicate with them, after all, he’s dead, I have to verify his identity, so I won’t go to the next bar with you to continue drinking, we’ll get together next time if we have time.”

“Well, we’ll get together next time if we have time....

Feeling that their brains were still being impacted by Carl's strength, everyone in Mann's team was still a little dazed when they left. It felt like they were just following Carl's words. After walking a few steps, David seemed to have reacted and waved to Carl: "Next time, call Brother Jack and Brother Oliver, I'll buy you a drink." "Just one drink, David."

Mann listened to David's words, calmed down, smiled, put his arm around David's shoulders, and followed David to shout to Carl: "I haven't thanked you properly for Sasha's matter and Pyrrha's matter this time, Carl. Next time the mission is over, I will treat you to unlimited drinks. Remember to come!"

"I don't want unlimited drinks, but I will definitely come. I will notify Jack and others, and then I will introduce you to the other members of my team."

Waving goodbye, although it was a bit regretful that the evening rest that was supposed to continue today was over, Carl didn't care too much.

Even if this accident didn't happen and everything was stable, he would take the initiative to say goodbye to Mann and leave first.

Because, while sending a message to Johnson, he also received a message from Mr. Johnson.

The content was not much, but it was enough to interrupt Carl's rest.

After the treatment, Andy was a little dull, but he recovered a lot. He wanted to see you.

Andy?:

Listening to this name that was not long gone, Carl recalled everything about him.

A mercenary who was familiar with Mr. Johnson and went to Cloudtop alone for his sister. When Carl accepted the commission from the middleman Regina and Mr. Johnson to find him, he almost had a conflict with the terrorist mobile team that wanted to capture him as a member.

Now that he has recovered, do you want to see me?

There is no reason not to meet him.