Players Invade Cyberpunk

"He wants a deposit, as much as possible. The specific deal, you'll need to discuss with him. This is the most I can do."

"Thank you, Father."

Gustav's attitude showed great respect

"I just didn't expect that guy to agree so easily."

"Merchants are devil's disciples. As long as there's profit involved, they don't care who they're dealing with."

With a weighty tone, Sebastian said

"But I must remind you, Gustav, I've seen his face before. A month ago, this man attacked the Phoenix Club in the Kabuki district; people say an elite Hacker from Huang Ban died inside."

"The ambush on Night Wanderer two weeks ago might have been his doing as well. Be careful when talking to him, the words of the devil cannot be trusted."

"Night Wanderer?" Gustav was very surprised, "I heard it was Adcardo and Militech."

"Things often aren't as simple as they appear on the surface, that's the Lord's teaching."

The Father said with a profound and mysterious expression

"Around that time, several cadres of the Sixth Street Gang went out to the Evil Land. When they returned, they launched an attack on Valentino's turf, and those two exoskeletons appeared then too."

"Some also say a company at Stone Ridge Mountain built a staging point there, which is likely related to him."

Gustav looked at the data passed over by the Father, and it contained a headshot of Lin Miao.

For some reason, he felt like he had seen this guy somewhere before.

Quickly searched in his database,

Damn!

This guy killed several of his underlings last month!

Even though it turned out to be a big misunderstanding, and both sides were played by that female hacker, Gustav was still pissed!

"Stop looking so gloomy, like you lost your mom or something, hermanos. Have a drink, and you'll forget everything."

A burly man slapped Gustav on the back, then sat down between him and the Father.

"It's just a bunch of tin shacks, brother. If I lend a hand, I'll tear down those Six Street Gang fools for sure."

"Jack..." Gustav was touched, "You really know how to comfort someone."

The burly man called Jack joined the conversation on his own, but neither the Father nor Gustav showed any signs of displeasure, rather they seemed accustomed to it.

Jack also brought a bottle of liquor, poured four glasses on the table, picked two for the Father and Gustav, left one in front of himself, and placed another one in the empty seat beside him.

"Come on, tell me how your recent fights have been going, do you need my help?"

"Forget it." Gustav looked at the empty seat and said

"If Mrs. Wells finds out I dragged you into the gang's affairs, she won't let me off easily."

Sure enough, a woman in a black suit took the seat, picked up the glass, her arrival made both the Father and Gustav slightly frown

"There's nothing happier than having a mother who cares about you, Jack, you should stop."

The black suit, the emblem on the cuffs, all unmistakably marked this woman's identity

A corporate lackey from Huang Ban, and judging from her attire and demeanor, her rank was not low because the higher level the employees of Huang Ban, the more formal they must be; eccentric outfits were basically not allowed.

Except for Huang Ban Meizhi

Heaven knows how she went from being a cat-eared anime girl enthusiast to what she is now.

Corporate lackeys are also frequent guests at major bars, they're generous, wealthy, and also hire mercenaries for assignments, but that doesn't mean Gustav likes them eavesdropping on his gang matters.

And Jack, being carefree, didn't notice any of this, or perhaps he simply didn't care about these things.

"Come on, you too?" Jack introduced them to her

"This is my friend, V."

V raised her glass to the two men "Let me introduce myself, Valerie, but you can call me V."

Neither Gustav nor the Father reciprocated the gesture, nor did they pick up their glasses, but V wasn't the least bit embarrassed by this and downed her drink straight away.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation. Earlier, I heard you talking about something interesting, so I asked Jack to introduce me to you. Please forgive his rudeness."

"No one here is blaming Jack."

Gustav picked up the glass, his eyes cast downward, clearly not welcoming the corporate lackey, while the Father chose to support himself with his cane and leave, going downstairs to find Mrs. Wells.

"If you want to know things, you've got to abide by the rules, even if you were brought here by Jack."

Jack spread his hands, expressing helplessness, while the woman who called herself V had none of the airs of corporate lackeys, sitting very casually

"Of course I understand."

V took the bottle of liquor from Jack's hand, filled her glass again, and drank it all in one go, then took out a wad of euros from her pocket and placed it on the table, probably two or three thousand

"I just want to hear about that company you were talking about. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"A small company attracts your attention?"

That's what he said, but Gustav still collected the money.

Don't look at him as a gang leader, but in his personal wallet, there's actually not much, especially since he recently hit it off with a woman from the Sixth Street Gang, which cost even more money.

"Like you said before, one of our people died at his hands, we must provide an explanation to those above us."

The one who died was part of the special ops department, and to someone like V from counterintelligence, their connection could be as distant as someone dying next door and them buying fireworks to celebrate.