Vol 7 Chapter 982: Meredith Old Woman Stinky Stout

　　 I found that the past me—especially three days ago—was a bit rash and reckless.
　　 I thought that with my ability and courage, I would always be able to get ahead in the night city for ten years.
　　 But it’s impossible, it’s completely impossible. It’s not something you can work hard and tiptoe to. The legend is not the pantry key that my mother put on the top of the refrigerator when I was a kid. Just put it there. You can know that it exists.
　　 Everyone said that the legend of Night City is in the tomb. Why do I feel that I can become a legend safely?
　　 For nothing, I can only think like this. This is my psychological comfort and my right to dream.
　　 It's nothing more than this world. People like me can't make any choice except trying to climb up—at least in this city.
　　 Jack and I are the same kind of people, so we can get together. If I have time, I should record more things about doing business with Jack—that is, my life in the past six months, which is a rare happy time in my life.
　　 This time the task of stealing goods, although it is a big deal that will take a gun at any time, there is nothing terrible about it. Even if I die, few people will cry for me, so why are you afraid of Arasaka? What about the emperor of the night city? Whatever should be stolen has to be stolen, and I will not give any face.
　　 I may not be able to search the streets of Watson tonight.
　　 The whirlpool gang, they are always going to see their boss Royce tomorrow. Before that, I plan to disguise and attack the whirlpool gang members scattered everywhere as an anonymous and righteous person.
I deliberately changed into a breathable black customer service, wearing black sweatpants, a black sweater, and a pair of solid black sneakers. I also covered my face with a black cloth. I tried my best not to expose the skin. This look is not normal. People, walking on the street must be eye-catching, so I chose to walk on the roof.
　　 If you don’t drive, it’s a good thing to exercise more, and you can add experience.
　　 Over the mountains and ridges, flying over the walls, the prosthetic person with modified legs can run at a speed of 100 meters per second.
　　 But I can’t do it.
　　Because there is no money to buy a body-Yunbi.
　　 In the past two days, I have been upgraded to three levels in total, and I did not hesitate to add intelligence attributes. If it goes well tonight, I can also be upgraded to one level. Now I have reached nine points in intelligence attributes.
　　 Maybe I should describe more vividly the subjective experience after the attributes are superimposed. But I can’t say it. It’s just that I often think that I was stupid in the past, and gradually I have the stupid thoughts of everyone around me.
　　 Humans are such dumb things. I also know that there is no need for arrogant thoughts.
　　 But whenever I hack into these street-side gangster agreements, I still can’t help but complain in my heart:
How these people live by such a simple firewall.

Give me some time, I can completely hack into the other party’s operating system, and then whether it’s uploading a magic puppet or forcing it to shut down, the other party’s vision, smell, hearing and all senses, even breathing and heartbeat, are under my control. They themselves don't know anything about it.
　　 Smart hackers can even tamper with people's memories-that would be really terrible.
　　 Anyway, I will definitely give priority to improving my intelligence, and then put as much expertise as possible into hacking skills, improve my hacking skills, and upgrade myself. In short, I don't want to be kidnapped by someone one day. In that case, I would even be taken away from the freedom of death.
　　……
　　 The experience of being a righteous policeman will not be described too much. After all, the whole process is lacklustre, like junk food after meal, lacking the joy of ups and downs. But I did have an accidental discovery. The Maelstrom group of poisonous bugs, their operating system has a huge loophole, although it is very hidden, but I still asked me to discover it.
Perhaps it is because a certain batch of implants they purchased together has a problem. In short, I can use this loophole to quickly upload the "restart prosthetic eye" command package on their network, and then they will all become blind. .
　　Tonight’s record is 36 people. I killed seven of them and threw the rest into the trash can.
　　In addition, I got a level up.
　　Hey, is it a bit boring? I didn't expect that the life biography I wrote would be so boring. Maybe I am just not suitable for this business.
　　 But you still have to look down.
　　Because your artificial eye has been controlled by me (whispering).
　　 The next day, in the previous briefing, Dexter confessed to me to pick up the goods, and Jack received the news to go to the Whole Foods factory to step on it-so far.
　　 I finally set off to the Whole Foods Factory.
　　 But.
　　 Before this, maybe I should meet someone again.
　　 Say yes, this is not the pigeon of my good brother Jack.
　　 The goods are called small flat heads, high-tech robots, and military technology goods. Why are they taken by a bunch of scumbags? It is because they robbed the convoy of military technology. This group of people even dare to military technology-do I have to specifically introduce military technology? You just need to know that this company can also start a world war.
　　 Wow, so to speak, I have to deal with these two giant companies this time as a bastard. It is a great honor.
　　 In short, Dexter gave me a business card. It is Meredith Stott, an executive in military technology. She is also the victim, and the convoy helped by the whirlpool belongs to her. Before I go to the wolf den of the Whole Foods factory, I can talk to Stott, and maybe I can get some unexpected help.
　　 The phone is connected.
　　 "This is Stott, first tell me how do you know this call?"
　　 "That's not important. I heard that something happened to your team. I'll come to discuss a business with you."
　　 There was a tragic howl from a certain man on the other end of the phone, and Stott was impatient, so he asked someone to gag him.
　　 violent temper, I like it.
　　 I had an interview with her, and when we got there, the military-tech pickup truck was already waiting.
　　 Meredith Stott is a middle-aged blonde girl, combing her back and looking capable enough, her face is really well maintained.
　　 While I was going to shake hands, they directly gave me a stun, and a strong black man next to him came up and gave me a fist, hitting the chin on the chin, and then pressing me on the front cover of the car-fuck! What a rude nigger! If you rub off my lipstick, I will definitely make you look good!
　　 The old woman's mouth smells very bad~EbookFREE.me~Want to blackmail me? Are you stupid! Dare to talk about terms! "
　　 Damn you guys pointing a gun to my head, what can I say, "Don't get excited!"
　　 These people are really rascals, big companies are all pissing!
　　 I was hesitating whether to activate the magic puppet I uploaded while observing in the dark. It is definitely enough for the here to drink a pot, but in that case, business can't be negotiated.
The guard used a personal link to connect to my brain-computer interface. This is to monitor my physiological data, which is the method of polygraph detection. I will also count it and upload the magic puppet to this bird’s system. Don’t look at him now. Point the gun at me, and after another three seconds...two seconds...one second...well, his weapon control is in my hand, and the information he receives will also be false.
　　 I want to test my panic, go to your mother!
　　 Meredith was aggressive, "Answer my question, be honest, honestly, are you the only one here?"
　　 "Yes, just me."
　　 Stott was still agitated, and only ordered, "Carpet search."
　　 A drone flew out of the armed car to start reconnaissance. I waited for the old woman to finish smoking a cigarette, and then I asked, "Can we talk about business?"
　　
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