Cyberpunk: 2075

When Carl walked towards Patrick, Patrick, whose original target was an NCPD officer hiding behind the bunker, stopped.

His instinct sensed a threat.

Having lost his mind, only a crazy beast is left. He will instinctively know who his biggest enemy is. Compared with those around him, they are so small that they can be ignored. It doesn't matter who he deals with. Patrick is now All he could feel was a tiger approaching him.

‘Tiger Claw…’

Such a word flashed through his mind instantly, and Patrick didn't know why. He could remember this word firmly now, as if it had been fixed in his mind and could not be erased.

"Tiger Claw..."

So he read it out in a low voice, and Karl, who heard what he seemed to be saying, stood twelve meters away from him.

'Do you still have sense? ’

Just when Karl was thinking this, yellow eyes filled with scarlet were already staring at him.

'It doesn't seem to be. ’

Looking at the pair of prosthetic eyes that were stained red by the broken flesh around the eye sockets but still couldn't cover up the bright yellow color, Karl felt that all he could see in them was madness.

"Come."

Karl just chuckled and extended an invitation to fight to Patrick, and as if he had received confirmation of the invitation, the moment Karl's words just fell, Patrick's figure began to fall into a trance.

The passage of time seemed to slow down, and he activated Si'an Westan again.

The Sianwistan used by Patrick is the 'Dinaras Sianwistan Type 1'. This is a Sianwistan specially designed for mercenaries and soldiers. In other words, it is a prosthetic body for special operations. It can not only It activates the body by speeding up the body's reaction speed, and also has a certain degree of combat assistance function built into it.

With the help of this combat auxiliary function, even if Patrick has fallen into madness, he can still be keenly aware of the enemy's fatal points and attack him.

Patrick's figure had arrived at Karl's side in a blink of an eye. A mantis knife stabbed straight into Karl's body. Judging from its trajectory, it was intended to penetrate Karl's right hand and then attack from the side. Penetrating his lungs and then reaching his heart.

"Look...get...clear..."

During the prolonged time in Patrick's perception, he saw a slowly drawn smile, a deflection of the head, and words that should have been coherent.

Did he keep up with his own speed? !

Although he should have fallen into madness, Patrick still felt a palpitation and chill in his heart.

But the mantis knife thrust out could no longer be retracted, so he could only maintain this movement and continue thrusting out.

Karl watched all this, his smile getting brighter.

Guessed it.

From the first time he saw this cyberpsycho using Sianwistan, Carl had already made some basic guesses. Summarizing it in his mind, he had already discerned the opponent's trajectory.

The mind under madness will only act according to the best and most instinctive actions. In other words, for a cyberpsychotic, he will not change his fighting method, and this is simply ridiculous in a fight. shortcomings.

The first piece of information, this is called Patrick's cyberpsychosis, has been used by Sean Westan twice before, and each time the trajectory he followed was to attack around the right side of the opponent, that is to say, on his side Instinctively, attacking from the right side of the opponent is his best and most comfortable position to attack.

The second piece of information is that he can run fourteen steps every time he uses Sianwistan, and it was fourteen steps twice. A person who is in madness will not stop using the prosthetic body except for instinctive warnings. Rationally, that is to say, fourteen steps is his limit, and the stride distance of a normal adult male is 85 centimeters. Fourteen steps is 1190 centimeters, which is 11.9 meters.

The position where Karl stood was twelve meters away from Patrick.

He couldn't get behind Karl, and couldn't use the smoothest and most skillful back stabbing method in the first two times. He would only stop in front of Karl's right side, or to his side to launch the attack.

As long as you understand where the opponent is going to attack and where the attack is likely to be, it is not difficult to respond slowly and quickly.

The bouncing single-molecule thread hit the side of Patrick's arm where there was no Mantis Knife. The sharp single-molecule thread easily cut through Patrick's subcutaneous armor, and cut off half of his arm. , touched the Mantis Knife.

The mantis knife cannot directly cut through the single molecular wire, so after feeling the obstacle, the single molecular wire exerts its nature as a wire.

Just like when a top is twitched, due to the force, the thread will wrap around the top at the moment of contact. The single molecular thread begins to rotate around the mantis knife. Under the power of the early swing, Si'an Westan has reached its limit. Kirk could only watch as the single molecular line wrapped around his entire arm.

The flow of time returns to the body.

Patrick instinctively wanted to pull his arm back and pull the Mantis Knife out of the entanglement, but his crazy brain forgot that the single molecular line was entangled not only with the Mantis Knife, but also with him. half arm.

It's okay not to pull. Once the single molecular thread wrapped around the flesh and blood part was pulled, it followed Patrick's force and smoothly cut Patrick's flesh and blood in the opposite direction. With just one pull, half of Patrick's arm was cut. The flesh and blood was 'cut off' from his arm by himself.

Finally, the monomolecular wire got stuck in the wrist. This was not because the monomolecular wire could not be cut down anymore, but because of the restraint of the mantis knife on the other half of the arm, the monomolecular wire had reached its limit. Two kinds of The prosthetic bodies rubbed against each other, making a rather harsh metal friction sound.

Feeling the pain, he had a moment of clarity in the madness, and realized that something was wrong and dangerous. Patrick finally understood that his right hand was irreparable.

He raised the Mantis Knife in his left hand, preparing to attack with the Mantis Knife in his left hand under the current situation, but after he had been struggling for so long, Karl was already prepared to deal with it.

A pistol was pressed between Patrick's eyebrows.

"Nice to meet you, yellow-eyed uncle."

Karl looked down at Patrick, who was a little lower than him due to the pulling. Looking at the prosthetic eyes that were completely dyed red with blood and the yellow light seemed dim, he made a move to this crazy man. Say goodbye.

"Then, goodbye."