Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 816 - 263: This Is No Ordinary Gang—It’s Time to Strike Hard_3

Whatever the big boss says goes, and Jing Luo's group quickly dumped the body into the trash bin.

It's not the first or second time the garbage truck workers have found a corpse.

At that moment, on his mini-map, the onslaught of the gang's red dots was quelled somewhat because many players were logging in.

But everyone knew this was just the beginning, the real show was yet to come.

Just as the cops were thinking this, Jing Luo pointed at a projection on the street and exclaimed,

"Look over there!"

They all turned their gaze towards where he was pointing.

The projection was a news broadcast on Channel 54.

The screen showed a body being hung upside down with a rope from the Four-handed Divine Statue in the streets of Haywood.

And the body was wearing a tactical suit sold by Horizon Corporation, but the deceased wasn't a player; he was Simmons, a street mercenary they all knew well.

This was a blatant declaration of war.

"Damn!"

Even Jianxue, far away in Stone Ridge Mountain, saw the news, and his eyes turned red instantly.

"I'll fucking kill those bastards!"

The guy might have been all talk and no real skills, but he at least had an alliance from busting out of the Cleaner prison together, and the players couldn't just swallow this. They're not the ones who can let things slide.

Not just in Stone Ridge Mountain, even the everyday players in Big Sur couldn't take it anymore; they all shouted for those gangs to pay the price.

As for what price,

Probably the Nine Clan Eradication, the players did things without any reservations, and as long as the system stayed silent, they could wipe out an entire building indiscriminately.

Red dots also appeared on the players' mini-maps, right on the open spaces of several large strongholds, indicating the players to gather there.

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"You guys sure have given me a big headache, Wagako-san."

Lin Miao stood in the basement office, looking at the old woman who'd dressed up to come visit him.

"However, I'm more curious... why you would take such a huge risk to tip me off. Aren't you afraid that the Tiger Claw Gang will settle scores with you?"

"Of course it's because Mr. Lin, you're so charming that you've captivated me."

Okada Wako pretended to be girlish, covering her mouth and laughing lightly.

Mad, this old Biden who's long past menopause pretending to be young...

Lin Miao shuddered at the thought; he had no interest in some soldier boy fetish.

"I'll pass, I'd rather not become another chapter in your colorful history, Wagako-san."

"What a pity."

Wagako looked at Lin Miao with a resentful gaze as if almost stopping his heart in fright.

Luckily, this old woman wasn't really up to any tricks; otherwise, given her stance, if she had a full-body surgery, Old Bi getting a new skin, turning into a purple-haired girl in her seventies or eighties hitting the streets, who knows how many would fall victim to her.

"Mr. Lin."

Wagako said earnestly,

"I've survived in Night City this long not just because I'm a woman; there are many things I can see clearly."

"This war might be a loss for you, Mr. Lin, but the Tiger Claw Gang definitely can't win. In the end, it'll only be us foot soldiers paying the price."

Wagako had her frustrations as well.

Don't mind that she's known as the mistress of Westbrook in the underworld, but in the end, she's just a gang leader of the Tiger Claw Gang, and the whole Tiger Claw Gang is just Huang Ban's pet Hello Kitty.

The king wants the minister dead; the minister dares not disobey.

If Huang Ban wants to challenge Lin Miao, can they go against Huang Ban?

If Lin Miao is driven too far, the bosses above can flee to Neon for refuge, and after the storm passes, return to Night City as first-class citizens again. Wagako's entire fortune is in the Kabuki District; if Lin Miao wrecks that scene, she won't even have a fur left.

An old woman in her seventies or eighties, with no one to rely on, would only die a most miserable death.

"You're a smart person, Wagako."

Wagako shook her head,

"We're all smart people, it's just that we have no choice but to walk this path. There's no such thing as a regret pill to take in Night City."

Aguirre was standing in the dining room at that time, and if anyone dared to say no, their gang would have to prepare for a new leader the next day.

Wagako took days to make up her mind before secretly tipping off Lin Miao, not even daring to do it openly.

"Mr. Lin, I've already informed you about the Cubans and Soviet Petrochemical, but they're not the core of this conflict. I believe you have ways to deal with them, and the difference lies in the extent of the price you're willing to pay. But the question is, what happens afterward."

"You've placed a big bet on Taiping Continent. A lot of people are waiting for you to clash with Hansen; I want to know how confident you are in defeating the Netherworld Dog and solving the Taiping Continent issue."

"That depends on what you're asking about."

"If you're asking about Hansen, then he's as good as dead."

"If you're asking about the Netherworld Dog, wars are ever-changing; no one can guarantee they'll be the last one standing."

"If you're asking about Taiping Continent... that'll depend on how greedy they are. The greedier they are, the faster I win. But if they're not greedy, then I've lost."

Wagako pondered, but in this age, who isn't greedy? Even Wagako herself was drawn into a relationship of interest with Lin Miao because of greed.

Lin Miao had already sent her over two million Orokin's worth of smuggled vegetables and real meat, which were numbers that spoke volumes and were quite persuasive.

Lin Miao stood up and said to Wagako,

"If I win this war, Wagako, it would be best for you to have more dealings with Reyes. Now is not too late to wash your hands of this and turn over a new leaf."

Wagako was startled.

"Are you saying..."

"The future Night City doesn't need gangs."

Lin Miao adjusted his clothing as the players gathered, waiting for his appearance.

"Whether it's the Tiger Claw Gang, the Vortex Gang, or Valentino and Sixth Street Gang, I don't care how deep their roots run in Night City, nor how many interests they've tangled with. Since they've chosen to oppose me at this moment, they must be ready to pay the appropriate price."

"I can assure you, by this time next year, there's not going to be a single gang with over 50 members daring to operate on the streets of Night City."

Lin Miao looked at Wagako with a smile,

"Night City is a big city with a population of seven million. I don't think the removal of ten or twenty thousand unproductive scums would be much of an issue."