Chapter 5724: Kill People but Don’t Steal Wealth

In fact, Rogge just has a cold face, but he is actually a very interesting person.

Think about it, why is her bar called ‘Afterlife’? In fact, just because this place used to be Night City's old morgue, it is now a place where live people dance and dance, which can be described as a cruel joke.

Maybe she really wanted to have fun with the souls of the dead, and at the same time, she also wanted to commemorate Johnny.

If the original story line of 2077 continues, Rogge will not survive in the end, but Su Ming feels that since it is just a piece of cake, then he should help her and let her continue to pester Johnny.

"Wow! You're really Johnny Silverhand! You're not dead?!"

Hearing the customer knocking on the table, the female bartender came back to her senses and opened her eyes in surprise. However, she moved her hands very quickly and poured various ingredients into the cocktail shaker without even looking at what she was holding. What:

"You are a legend in Night City. No, you may still be the only living legend."

"Ha, I don't care about bullshit legends at all. After today, you will know what a real legend is." Someone in the chameleon took out a cigarette case, threw one to each of V and Jack, and turned slightly Them: "You two are pretty good. Make sure you're ready, right?"

"Yeah." Jack rubbed his hands excitedly, a smile blooming on his face: "We won't miss out on big business, especially if we follow you, it will be worth it even if we die."

"That's right." V echoed, but she looked much calmer, at least not flushed.

"Don't say such bullshit and unlucky words, kid." Johnny Silver patted Jack's broad shoulder: "I guarantee that you will become the new legend in this city safely. Then you will know the troubles of celebrities. .”

"Ah, I know this. I heard that back then, someone sneaked into your house and stole your shit. Is this true?" Jack seemed to have a bit of a misunderstanding about the troubles of celebrities, but it didn't seem to be completely wrong.

"Forgot, who would remember such a trivial matter?" Deathstroke waved his hand, he drank the wine the bartender put in front of him, and stood up: "Let's go, I saw the fat black man, I will take you to find him Settle accounts.”

The two of them also turned to look, but of course they didn't see anything, because the death knell used "darkness" to see that the fat black man was in the box at the end of the corridor.

He brought a bodyguard and seemed to be waiting for someone. Maybe he thought V and Jack would fall for it? Can he succeed in his mission to obtain a sex doll?

But it didn't matter what he thought. Su Ming had always just wanted to kill him and fulfill his wish from his previous life.

Jack and V didn't see the fat black man, but they didn't doubt Silverhand's words, so after paying the bill, they jumped off the bar stool and followed him.

The lights in the nightclub were very dim, but everyone's eyes were almost moving around Johnny, as if he was a spotlight, and people couldn't help but pay attention when he appeared.

Su Ming, who had ample acting experience, naturally had no feelings about this. He just continued to play the role and took out the pistol in his arms.

Walking along the corridor filled with colorful lights, then turning to the right, Deathstroke calmly used his silver arm to open the door of the box where the fat black man was, causing the electronic door lock to emit a large string of sparks like fireworks.

"Hey! Are you?!"

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

The fat black man's bodyguard reached for the gun in his arms and asked, but before he could finish his words, his action was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot, and he fell limply aside.

Whether it was this unlucky man without a name or the so-called fat black Jesus, both of them were shot twice in the chest and once in the head, and died suddenly on the spot. This style of play is John Wick's standard for killing. Technique.

The cigar in the fat man's hand fell into a pool of blood on the ground. The burning cigarette butt made a squeaking sound when it hit the liquid, and the pungent smell of blood floated in the small space.

"Hey, you're going to kill him now?" Jack couldn't understand the logic of this at all. Although he said he wanted to find the fat man to settle accounts between the two of him, he killed him before he even opened his mouth. This is fifty Is it the way those old Jianghu people did things years ago?

Not forcing, just doing it, this is really strong Johnny Silverhand, but he doesn’t know what hatred Johnny has against Fatty, so he’s going to be ruthless as soon as he comes up?

Killing is not allowed in the Afterlife nightclub, but this rule seems to have no control over Johnny Silverhand. After all, the boss here has a special relationship with him.

"If you don't kill him, why don't you keep it for the New Year? He's not a New Year pig." Su Ming made a cold joke about the figure of the deceased, slowly reloaded the pistol magazine, raised his foot and stamped out the cigarette butts on the ground completely: "Don't worry, Luo It doesn’t matter how many people are killed, I still want her to help me clean up this damn pig.”

This used to be a morgue, and many tools for handling corpses were still piled in the warehouse in the back hall. I'm afraid there wasn't even a cremator.

Jack shrugged. He thought this was indeed the case. A lot of people died every day in Night City anyway. All he had to do was throw the bodies into any alley and they would probably be picked up by scavengers in less than five minutes.

Especially this fat man, with a lot of fat on his body, good implants, and a big golden arm, he must be a favorite in the corpse recycling industry.

Thinking of this, he and V looked at each other, and it was now completely confirmed that the fat black man was nothing compared to the real legend.

After a head-to-head confrontation, the person who is still alive is definitely more awesome.

"Haha, the idea is clear. Let's go back and continue drinking."

After kicking the corpse again and wiping the blood and brains from the soles of the fat man's feet on the dead fat man's clothes, Su Ming put away the pistol, turned around, hugged a child with one hand, and led them back the way they came:

"I went out in the morning and found a good hacker. She will be here with Ciri soon. When Rogge arrives, we will talk about the plan for tonight, and then we can set off."

"Okay, we have collected the deposit anyway, no matter what happens, we will follow." Jack said this, and V nodded silently. In fact, she drew the gun very quickly, and she almost opened the safety just now.

On the way back to the bar, Xili and Lark walked in the door. After all, most bars will not stop beautiful women. Women are the guarantee of nightclub business.

"That's right, let's go, let's go to Rogge's box." Su Ming pointed to the left, where there were some semi-open booths and security guards standing guard. It was obviously a seat reserved by the boss: "When she arrives, we will Let’s talk about the plan and drink now.”

"Drink. Gee, I haven't heard this word for a long time." Lark changed into clothes that are easy to move around. The style is a bit like a motorcycle rider's leather jacket. She touched her belly. In the past, her whole body except for her brain was a prosthetic body. , drinks are already very far away for her: "I want the strongest kind."

She didn't expect that she was so lucky. Not only was she rescued, she would also have a new body and a new life. She had to drink two more drinks just for this.