Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 836 - 270: Anti-Vice Raid! Everybody Behave Yourselves_2

Didn't you notice the way the bun-haired receptionist was looking at you two?

"Hurry up and kill them, then retreat!"

"Got it, got it."

The door at the end of the hallway was tightly closed, with sofas, cabinets, and other miscellaneous items piled up behind it to block it.

But such obstacles couldn't possibly stop the players.

"Three, two, one, go!"

As the countdown ended, two players from the Strength Department charged forward with shields, and the tons of piled-up junk collapsed like it was hit by a bulldozer.

Da-da-da—

The Tiger Claw Gang members, alert behind sofas, counters, and bars, instinctively pulled their triggers, bullets filling every inch of space at the door, only to find no one was there.

Until the magazines ran empty, the Tiger Claw gunmen, panting, began to reload, and two concussion grenades suddenly flew through the vacant door.

The explosion's intense noise and flash left every Tiger Claw focused on the door in a daze. Many with cybernetically modified ears and eyes found their implants fried, leaving them deaf and blind, clutching their heads and screaming. Those with stronger willpower tried to shoot toward the door, firing blindly.

Bullets shot like this posed no threat to the players rushing in. They wore heavy body armor and helmets, and had subcutaneous armor; even shooting blindly wouldn't scratch them, let alone damage them seriously.

But the Tiger Claw members inside weren't so lucky. Sure, they could wield guns like gangsters, but bulletproof vests were a luxury they couldn't afford. Companies wouldn't allow them to possess such gear, an ancient rule, and the extent of their cybernetic modifications couldn't match the players.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Players swarmed into Yunding Bar in two single file lines, bullets precisely hitting every gangster's head, effectively sniping each red-marked enemy unit, even those hiding in individual rooms weren't spared from the players with wallhacks.

With the Tiger Claw Gang's internal network one-sidedly exposed, unless someone like Adam's Hammer appeared to overwhelm by brute force, this was a one-sided slaughter in such complex terrain.

Unfortunately, some leaders seemed to sense something wrong, disconnecting their network and linking to Yunding's internal network for defense, forcing players to search room by room.

At times like this, players loved to shout,

"FBI OPEN THE DOOR!"

Then kick open the closed doors.

After all, Yunding, as a 'high-end' club, offered services as elaborate as Silver Hair had seen outside.

Moreover, the soundproofing was excellent. Many customers were blissfully unaware of the chaos outside and were still indulging with sex dolls.

"Crackdown! Don't stare, or I'll gouge your eyes out. Get back in your room and stay put!"

"Turn your back against the wall and squat down quietly!"

Maybe they were political or business elites, or maybe nouveau riche, but in Yunding, all shed their untouchable façades, revealing their ugliest desires.

Horizon Corporation's decision to attack Yunding meant they had chosen to offend the entire Night City.

Initially, players enjoyed it, although censored, many had long reached a mental state of uncensored calm. But the deeper they penetrated the rooms high up, the more horrifying the scenes became.

"Hiss—"

A player kicking open a door saw a burly man on the bed, ass up, experimenting with mechanical tentacles for expansion play, while an electric cannon drilled his center persistently. Even with considerate system-added mosaics, they suffered mental damage; players suddenly screamed like startled little girls.

"What's that?"

"Oh my god! Shut the door! Shut the damn door!"

Then they went to the next door, turning even paler.

"Neigh—"

"Oh! It's a horse! And he's merged with it!!!"

"Ugh!"

Next door,

there was a woman in an NCPD uniform. She was startled by the suddenly open door, and the players were equally shocked, almost fried inside out by lightning, because this cosplaying miss had a Fujimura's Forgery and a small whip in her hands, 'interrogating' a man suspended mid-air in kinbaku-style bondage.

Because of the blindfold, the man couldn't see the room and said, still unsatisfied,

"Oh come baby, fuck me...."

The sex doll froze, and the players froze until they quietly closed the door, walking inside expressionless, as if their sanity points were depleted.

"I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"This place is just hell...."

"I thought I'd see lots of cute girls." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Everything witnessed today was destined to be etched into many souls, unforgettable, regardless if they wished it or not.

In contrast, Silver Hair and others had someone they suspected to be the madam at knifepoint, leading them to the Tiger Claw bosses' location.

The place was a room on the top floor, much like the one Lin Miao visited when first coming to Yunding. It was a large hall, typically not open to the public.

Only when Huang Ban had important clients to entertain or the Tiger Claw Gang held meetings would it be used. The interior wasn't extravagantly luxurious, but the neat arrangement of rosewood furniture, screens, and zisha teapots exuded a solemn atmosphere. A cross-shaped living water stream separated the hall's center, with lush small bamboo forests planted on either side, quite elegant.