Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 770 - 248: I Made a Deal with the Devil (Part 3)

The players declared their entry into Dog Town with an extreme and brutish approach.

Over 800 people.

Aside from a minority like The Beatles who are non-combat personnel, each one is a skilled fighter, some are even double experts in combat, not to mention the coordinated street fighting tactics among the players.

With both numbers and quality not on their side, the scale that was initially balanced had a 100-ton weight thrown onto it, and the situation quickly tilted in favor of the players.

Boris had already discarded his sniper rifle and switched to [Damn], firing continuously at players approaching him. Whenever someone got close, he would immediately activate Sianweistan to create distance.

Because there were hackers watching him through the players' network, Boris dared not risk connecting to use [Cybernetic Eye Reload].

The terrifying sound of a heartbeat drew closer again, just hearing that thumping dull sound was enough to make one's breath catch.

Boris instinctively activated Sianweistan to accelerate and avoid.

"Do you think you can still escape?"

With a loud bang, the very next moment, a structural pillar beside Boris's original position was punched and broken by a sudden wildman.

If he had stood still, that blow would have left him paralyzed.

"I have to admit, you guys are indeed skilled, but thinking this would keep me here is too naive."

As he fought and retreated, Boris had already approached the window at the edge of the floor; one more acceleration to break through the glass and he would be able to rush out of the building.

A height of six or seven floors, with a few buffers he could escape from here, as for that stupid woman Karelinna, she could only hope for good luck.

He stepped on the ground, startled by the splashing water. Where did the water come from?

"If you manage to run away today, I'll livestream eating two pounds of shit, okay?"

Long hidden in hiding, Bighead and Potato with two thick cables in hand, immediately plunged them into the water upon seeing Boris step into the trap.

Unless the opponent had an insulative cybernetic body similar to rhino skin, this strike would paralyze most of his cybernetic augmentations.

"Suka!"

Sianweistan had just ended, theoretically still in cooldown time, but to avoid being hit by this, Boris chose to force activate it, even if the next second he would collapse due to cybernetic overload, it's better than dying now.

Under the activation of high-spec cybernetics, everything around him turned into slow motion, up to now no player's Sianweistan could keep up with Boris's movements.

Except for one person.

"Noloy! Noloy! the world is the strongest substitute, whether in speed or power, far surpassing you!"

"Sine!"

"What!?"

A white man, whose face was as pale as paper, suddenly appeared faster than Boris could react, and quickly threw several flying knives.

The difference between flying knives and bullets fired from a base charge is that they rely on human-provided initial momentum and inertia, and the seductress was using acceleration instead of time stop, able to unleash the same level of kinetic energy ignoring air resistance.

This guy...

Definitely used super-spec forbidden cybernetics, damn lunatic!

The sudden appearance of the seductress made Boris hesitate no more, rather facing the flying knives he'd jump out the window to escape.

Even with knives piercing flesh, they couldn't stop Boris as he broke the glass and jumped towards the lower floor.

But as he jumped out the window, darkness enveloped his vision, only to see a black bird with a cloak gliding in the air with hooks, charging directly at him.

Focused his eyes.

The damn bird was a person.

With the hook swinging, Exchange Coupon kicked Boris fiercely in the chest, forcibly kicking the just-jumped-out Boris back in, forcing him to beautifully enjoy a round of high-voltage electricity.

He didn't even have time to say, 'I'm not going to tell you anything,' before being electrically knocked unconscious.

When he woke again, he was imprisoned in a dark room, empty except for the chair he sat on.

He found all his cybernetic augmentations sealed, making him no better than a normal person now.

Boris was well aware that someone was certainly watching him through surveillance, retaining composure even at this point as a Soviet Petrochemical agent, he spoke quietly to the empty walls.

"You've captured me...so what? Do you think you can use this to make the Soviet Union yield?"

"Let me tell you, stop dreaming, the Soviet Union will never yield to anyone, even if you learn all our dealings with Cleaner, Soviet Petrochemical won't recognize your chips..."

He was right in a way, a special ops soldier, even a Soviet Petrochemical nurtured modified warrior was just an insignificant pawn in corporate interests, not even worth being on the table as a chip.

And Lin Miao never even considered him as a chip.

Boris's only value.

Is solely death.

Clink...

The sound of the door lock turning echoed in the enclosed room, Boris turned his gaze to the source of the sound.

The rusty, deformed door groaned with teeth-grating friction as it opened, evidently still within Dog Town.

Under the flickering dim light outside the door, a dark figure slowly walked into the room.

Catching the weak light from outside the door, Boris barely discerned the person's face.

"Karelinna? They sent you to interrogate me?"

"Hehe, I knew you would surrender, but what terms did they promise you?"

"Money? Status? Or your life?"

"Do you really think Soviet Petrochemical will spare you? Do you think you can survive the Soviet comrades?"

Boris sneered, while Karelinna's face lay masked in shadows, her expression unclear.

In the room, a third person's voice finally sounded.

They used even an open mic, not worrying Boris might hear, not even processing the voice with AI.

"Do it, Karelinna."

"Kill him, and you're free."

Boris instantly identified the speaker.

Horizon Corporation's boss, Lin Miao.

Karelinna seemed to undergo a very strenuous mental struggle, her hand holding the gun constantly trembled, inner turmoil evident.

"Sorry... Boris, I struck a deal with the devil, with your death... I'm free."

She bit her lip, seemingly talking to herself.

"If one doesn't act for oneself... heavens punish, earth annihilate."

Boris gazed into her eyes, showing a hint of disdain.

"What a disgrace..."

Bang –

Gunfire echoed in the room, both agents' heads drooped powerlessly down.