Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 786 - 254: Assassinations One After Another

"An emergency incident occurred in Santo Domingo. At 9 AM this morning, a group of unidentified terrorists launched a rocket attack on the third floor of the Horizon Corporation's office. It's reported that there are currently no casualties, and the fugitives are still being pursued. There's no definite information yet, but according to insiders, this terrorist attack might be linked to the drug trafficking groups."

"Horizon Corporation is involved in Mewtwo's development, claiming that an era-defining neural implant is soon to be launched..."

"The chairman of Horizon Corporation, Lin Miao, faced gunfire at the Great Empire Mall in Taiping Continent. It's reported that he was giving a speech at the time, and here is the footage captured by the crowd on site..."

In the television news footage, Lin Miao is standing at the microphone on a high platform, speaking to the people below.

"Regarding the increasingly rampant drug trade in Night City... we utterly detest them... there is absolutely no room for compromise..."

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from afar, and Lin Miao fell in response. The panicked crowd scrambled, while the surrounding bodyguards quickly formed a human wall around Lin Miao for protection.

The assassin's marksmanship was extremely precise, and the bullet was aimed at Lin Miao's skull, replicating Kennedy's event.

Fortunately, the shot narrowly missed a critical point, just grazing the scalp, blocked by the titanium alloy skull. Blood trickled from the broken skin, staining half of Lin Miao's face, but he pushed away the bodyguards in front of him, standing against the backdrop of the Great Empire Mall, and raised his fist to shout.

"We will never compromise with drug dealers and criminal forces! Make Night City great again!"

And 'coincidentally', a reporter 'coincidentally' stood below the stage, 'coincidentally' captured this moment, and then 'coincidentally' featured it in major media outlets across Night City.

No matter how rampant the drugs are, no matter how frequent the shootings in the city, resisting drugs and violent murders always aligns with the simple moral views of the grassroots populace.

Especially the phrase MNGA! shouted by Lin Miao before leaving, after surviving the gunshot, was almost like a miracle story from mythology, drastically boosting ordinary people's favor and awareness of him.

It should be noted that most politicians are not truly famous, the majority of Americans may not know how many local councilors there are, or what their names are, so the promotion of such deeds is crucial. What Lin Miao encountered can be used as a trump card for them.

But whether intentionally or unintentionally, or however much they trust in the gunman's aim, they have no courage to compare their heads with bullets, even if it's a titanium alloy skull.

After all, in this age of familial harmony and spousal alignment, who can ensure that your confidant is truly a confidant?

Since meeting Hansen, events have unraveled one after another.

There's the paperwork lawsuit from Soviet Petrochemical, those Soviet guys firmly deny any knowledge regarding Cleaning, going ahead with Holy Cutting instead.

Due to the exposure of smuggling affairs, some small to mid-sized implant companies from the Soviet mainland and European Community banded together to trouble Soviet Petrochemical, leaving the latter no energy to be concerned with Lin Miao across the ocean.

Additionally, within a week, Lin Miao encountered numerous assassination attempts from unknown sources. The largest scaled one involved a missile bombing on the third floor of the entire office, along with blowing up Lin Miao's vehicles, motorcycle drive-by shootings, remote sniping, and various assassination methods.

Apart from the one at the Great Empire Mall which was orchestrated by Lin Miao himself, the rest were genuine, and even though the killers didn't confess, having all committed suicide, Lin Miao can roughly guess who's behind it.

It's definitely the Cuba Drug Trafficking Group, and they dared to use missiles in Night City, with someone undoubtedly covering for them afterward.

The ones likely possessing such strength and motive are predominantly Huang Ban and those gangs.

Lin Miao hid Gloria away and dispatched her specifically because he knew an attack was imminent during this period, as a protective measure.

Unlike Lucy, her combat prowess isn't strong, it's difficult for her to survive an assassination like Lin Miao does.

"Mr. Lin, the rumors truly pale in comparison to seeing you yourself, especially after witnessing your guts today. Your head is now worth a seven-figure price on Night City's assassination list, yet you dare to meet me formally; I'm beginning to fear if my office has been targeted by someone with a cruise missile."

At the top floor of Night City's DMS company building, the current president of this eighty-year-old traditional media company, Owen Carver, a blonde middle-aged man, sat across from Lin Miao.

In his hand, he held a product analysis report, which detailed a neural implant that could finely control brain neurotransmission and coordinate various sensory electrical signals, thus enhancing the user's Mewtwo experience by several levels.

To put it figuratively, it's akin to upgrading from 1080P to 8K, increasing frames to 240, while enabling ray-tracing effects. Arturo even included a simplified version of a Mewtwo editor, allowing the adjustment of sensory depth and visual filters.

However, compared to the product analysis report in his hands, Owen was more astonished by Lin Miao's audacity.

A company merely established for over half a year, succeeding in offending a bunch of colossal entities capable of effortlessly crushing him, yet under such pressure, instead of perishing, he seems to trend towards growing bigger.

And now, he's brazenly facing digital assassination threats to come to me for business, a terrifying realization beyond amazement.

"Seven figures?" Lin Miao sneered.

"Does my head seem so cheap to them?"