Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 835 - 270: Crackdown on Vice! Everybody Behave Yourselves

"Oh my, they're here! They're attacking!"

"Quick, fall back!"

The Tiger Claw Gang's stronghold, which they took pride in, was torn apart like paper under the players' fierce assault. The defense across the 13 floors didn't even last 13 minutes before being overrun, as unstoppable as bamboo splitting.

The players weren't interested in taking down one floor at a time; instead, they charged up from the stairs with a roar, the whole building's Tiger Claw Gang rushing toward the stairwell.

But they couldn't catch up, only managing to block the stairway, enduring endless machine-gun fire and grenade blasts from players on the back line. Only a few leg-modified enforcers with Mantis Blades could climb the outer walls in pursuit.

When players reached the 13th floor, the cops and their crew had already secured the entrance, repelling the Tiger Claw gang thugs several times as they tried to rush in.

In past gang conflicts, bystanders would run as far as they could, afraid of getting caught in the bad luck and losing their lives.

But now there's nowhere to run. The fight reached the skyscraper; where could they go? The ground floor was surrounded, so they'd rather stay at home.

Moreover, many people began to realize who was clashing with the Tiger Claw Gang, changing the mindset from one of avoiding it at all costs.

Players had clear objectives when acting, even in fishing enforcement; as long as you don't take the bait, they won't bother you. Most of those getting unlucky were those with bad intentions or had bounties for breaking the law. Ordinary citizens they don't even glance at.

If you're mistakenly injured or suffer property loss, ERO will come to heal you and assess the damages for compensation. While it's not much, it's better than losing out quietly before.

After six months like this, now people dare to gather at their doorsteps or windows to watch the players giving the Tiger Claw Gang a hard time.

This is the core stronghold of the gang.

What is a gang?

Where does their money come from?

Where does their cohesion come from?

To whom do they sell their manufactured and smuggled drugs and usurious loans?

Where do the sex dolls in Yunding and the underground bars, clubs, and casinos come from?

Gangs have always been leeching society dry, even though people call them big brothers respectfully, deep down they can't wait to take these bastards out.

Now watching someone vent their anger for them, they couldn't be happier.

Tutu's first action was to ask the cop about the battle status

"What's the situation inside? Anyone manage to escape?"

"Silver Hair and his crew are blocking the entrance cosplaying Genji, slicing bullets like blades. I thought I was watching a Hong Kong comic."

It's not that no player's sword skills reached mastery, but no one could match Silver Hair and Wig. They seemed to have cheats on, and when Sianweistan was unleashed, it was outright inhuman. Blocking the spawn point, slicing away with such glee, the bodies almost blocked the passage.

"Damn."

Tutu wanted to say more BS, but Mongolian Toplaner interrupted their banter in the channel.

"Still hanging around? Huang Ban's crew is already on the way. Quickly set up the rappelling gear, then charge in and take down everyone on the list!"

Yunding of Tiger Claw Gang is considered one of Huang Ban's core assets in Night City. Players hacking it now will inevitably cause Yunding's asset value to plummet. They can't just sit and watch.

Despite the players not being a disciplined special forces team, Tutu closed his mouth and shrugged helplessly at the cop.

"Ruzuo, have the team hold the gate, set up the rappelling gear, and the rest of you follow me inside to meet some Tiger Claw bigshots."

Ruzuo pulled out his custom gear "Rule by Virtue" from the bag

"Quickly go and return, I've got to chop their heads off to offer to Confucius and Mencius!"

Turning into the doorway, Tutu spotted a bun-haired lady trembling behind the reception, crying pearl-like tears, and Silver Hair sitting atop a pile of bodies smoking. They were bloodied, hard to tell what was theirs and what was enemy's, but they didn't care.

Tutu gave a thumbs up in praise

"True to the name of the Double Flower Red Rod, clean work. I'll treat you to fried rice at the ice room later, can you still go on?"

"Just warmed up."

Silver Hair listlessly browsed the computer used by the receptionist, their previous lecherous expression completely gone, only disdain for these things remaining.

"This is truly a rotten place... The key to pretty ladies is the shy reluctance paired with enticing allure; a suitable blush and bashfulness give that killer first love vibe. A place like this is an outright contempt of a virgin's romantic fantasies."

Tutu teased, "Hey, you're looking for first love in a place like this, aren't you at the wrong door?"

Wig drew a blade from a Tiger Claw's body

"Don't mind him; he's a nearing thirty old virgin in reality, the woman he interacts with most is that tomboy. Too scared to even hold a girl's hand—just an indiscreet guy daring only to flirt online."

Silver Hair glared at his friend after being exposed

"Dare me, and I'll gut you! Like you're not a virgin yourself!"

"So what, at least I'm in a relationship, pure love like a GALGAME."

Wig looked proud, as if speaking of something remarkable

"Oh yeah, yeah, online dating is dating! Watch for someday meeting a northeastern Rain Sister offline."

Silver Hair's face became odd; words stuck in his throat as he looked at Wig, proud of his online romance, with pity.

"Just shut up! Don't discuss your love experiences in such serious settings, isn't it embarrassing?"

Even Tutu, along with Mongolian Toplaner on the channel, almost couldn't handle the absurdity.