Chapter 1117: Chapter 363: Law-Abiding Night City (Part 3)

"Hmm, based on our assessment and understanding, it’s not good to keep you here, as it might raise their suspicions. So we’d like to find an opportunity to send you back to Cuba to assist our colleagues."

"But before you leave, you need to go to the company headquarters to sign the [Employee Contract], leave a file record, and undergo formal political training. I hope you understand."

"This..."

After finally escaping, do I have to go back to Cuba?

Jasieya looked at the still-lit emergency room red light, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

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V stood at the street corner, waiting for the red light to turn green. She didn’t know why, but she recently felt that the atmosphere in the city was becoming strange.

With her instincts honed by her time in the company’s intelligence department, V vaguely sensed something was amiss, something invisible was spreading.

More and more people gathered around her, seemingly waiting for the red light, chatting happily with people they knew.

The garbage on the streets decreased, the ground, though not spotless after being scrubbed clean by cleaning vehicles, was considerably cleaner.

Even the gang members who used to sneak around dealing drugs in the alleys were gone.

Even the piles of solid waste outside the city were gradually being moved away from the city center by Horizon Corporation’s recycling, revealing the black, cracked, greasy land beneath.

The light switched to green, and the crowd began to surge across the street.

Pa

Because of the sheer number of people, V accidentally stumbled, but the other guy had it worse, being pushed to the ground by the recoil.

Turning back, V saw it was a large black guy, nearly two meters tall, probably a mercenary.

"..."

Before V could say anything, the mercenary had already gotten up and politely apologized.

"Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you just now, are you okay?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The uncanny feeling in V’s heart grew stronger.

Night City... has it always been like this?

Do people... change so quickly?

Why does it seem like in the blink of an eye, everyone turned into model citizens?

Shouldn’t you get up, pull out a gun pointed at my head, curse me out, and then force me to pay up?

"Hmm."

Not wanting to stir up trouble, V responded offhandedly, then continued walking across the street as the green light started flashing.

As for the mercenary, he just dusted off his pants and walked away, with no sign of anger on his face.

That guy... seemed serious...

The light turned red.

The stream of people was like being sliced with a knife, everyone who didn’t make it across stopped unanimously.

They seemed to be following traffic rules, no one was running the red light, and neither were the vehicles.

But is this right?

Damn it!

This is Night City, where everyone hides guns, with an average of 1.7 guns per person. Even elementary school kids might have a slaughter machine in their backpack. The place where nearly five figures died in street fights last year and this year alone.

When did you all become so polite?

The reality and past memories clashed, an indescribable nausea and dizziness surged in V’s chest.

It took a while to suppress, almost jogging to push open the Wild Wolf Bar’s door, she needed a drink to calm her nerves.

That street scene really scared her.

"V, you’re finally here."

Jack, who had been waiting for some time, practically dragged V to the second-floor private room.

"Let me tell you, this is a job I worked really hard to find. Once we’re done with this score, we won’t have to worry about the rest of our lives."

V broke out in a sweat.

The more money involved, the more dangerous the job. In this Night City, where the lower gangs were cleansed by Horizon Corporation, only companies would pay for big jobs.

V wasn’t really keen on becoming a legend, she just wanted to live freely, day by day.

"Jack... we’re not short on money right now..."

"V, what are you saying? With money, with a name, we can become big shots. Then we can do any business we want! I can even renovate the bar for my mom so she stops nagging me to get a job at Horizon Corporation."

"Jack..."

Something’s wrong.

Even after entering Wild Wolf Bar, that peculiar feeling hadn’t dissipated. Luckily, Jack didn’t seem unusual, the big guy might just have been coaxed.

V was half-pushed, half-pulled by Jack into the private room.

Sitting on the sofa inside was a fat black guy in a red jacket, holding a cigar, with "I’m unreliable" written all over his face.

V actually didn’t think much of these middlemen. Back when she was a corporate agent, these second-rate folks couldn’t even dream of meeting her. Now they’re acting all high and mighty.

The black guy raised his hand in greeting.

"You’re the famous V, right? I’ve heard mercenaries bragging about you on the streets, seeing you in person is truly different from hearing about you."

To figure out the deal, V knew Jack, who had been brainwashed, wouldn’t give up.

"Let’s get to business. What’s the job you have?"

Dexter wanted to build suspense, but seeing V poised to leave, he hurriedly stood up.

"Hey! Wait, wait, why are you in such a rush?"

He’d been hiding in Dog Town of Taiping Continent, but when things got out of control, he had to flee. Just when he was about to start up, someone brought him a big job. He couldn’t lose this renowned Night City enforcer.

V was already a well-known mercenary in Night City. With a zero failure rate on missions, she even saved Horizon Corporation’s boss, nearly stepping into legend. There was no job she couldn’t handle.

"Hear me out, Huang Ban Lai Xuan is coming to Night City, a client has their eyes on something he possesses. I’ll find the way, you two just get in, grab it, and leave. No extra effort."

For such a big job, who else would they find but V, a top mercenary?

Would they risk hiring two no-names from the street to deliver themselves to death?

V finally realized where that strange feeling originated from.

It was from this fat black guy sitting across from her.