from night city

Su Xiao raised the "Achilles" in her left hand.

Technical precision rifles were smashed to pieces by giant falling maces.

Gun parts were flying everywhere.

Then, Su Xiao used the power gauntlet on her left arm to hold the mace tightly.

Make a crunching sound.

The sumo wrestler's bodyguard tried desperately to push the mace down.

Su Xiao grabbed the mace in her left hand and wrestled with it.

His right hand was on Murasame's sword handle.

A cold light flashed.

The blade cut deeply into the right side of the sumo wrestler's bodyguard's abdomen.

Then with surging blood, he slashed it out from the left side of the chest.

The upper body of the sumo wrestler's bodyguard slowly moved sideways.

Then it slipped from the lower body.

It fell to the ground with a thud.

Blood flowed out and soaked a large area of ​​the floor red.

"Don't...don't come over"

Ichijo Daisho holds a "Yukimura" smart pistol in both hands.

His face was pale and his arms were shaking.

Only the cold touch of the pistol could give him a sense of peace of mind.

"Who are you trying to scare with a broken gun?"

Lidya Su was disdainful.

bang bang bang-

Three bullets drew three trajectories in the air and shot at Su Xiao.

Su Xiao's eyes narrowed and she waved Murasame.

Block two bullets, then duck to dodge the third.

Then, without waiting for Ichijo Daisho to shoot again, he kicked his right foot hard on the floor and crossed a distance of several meters to arrive in front of Ichijo Daisho.

then……

Ichijo Dasho only felt a light touch on his hand.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the area from the wrist up had disappeared.

And the missing severed hand, together with the smart pistol he was holding tightly, fell to the ground.

"I...my hand! Ahhh! My hand ahhhhhhhh!"

Ichijo Daxiang fell to the ground, then hugged his broken arm and howled and cried non-stop.

That posture is so ugly.

Once upon a time, Ichijo Daxiang saw countless low-level people and let out heart-rending wails.

But he never thought that he would be reduced to such a situation.

Perhaps it was because of the severe pain that tears burst from his eyes uncontrollably.

Then, Ichijo Dasho glared at Su Xiao who spilled the blood on Murasame onto the floor.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you do such a thing to me! I must kill you! I will definitely! I will never let you go!"

"Should I admire your courage? Or should I laugh at your stupidity?"

Su Xiao looked disdainful, not caring about Ichigo Daxiang's angry expression at all: "You don't think you have a chance to retaliate against me, do you?"

Su Xiao just finished speaking.

A red alarm sounded throughout the room, and even in the courtyard outside.

But it was the automatic alarm system of this manor that was automatically triggered when it detected that a large Xiang was harmed.

But soon, the red warning light only flashed a few times and then disappeared, returning to its original normal light.

You don't need to think about it to know that Lucy must have controlled the monitoring room and cut off the automatic alarm system from the terminal in the monitoring room.

"If you are counting on the NCPD, then you can give up. They have come twice before and were driven back by your Arasaka security guards. Do you think they will come this time?"

Yiyi Daxiang's lips trembled.

The road outside the manor was silent.

Apparently even the automatic alarm system just sent it to NCPD.

They just thought that this was another false alarm.

With the "experience" of being driven back twice before, they simply didn't even come this time.

Su Xiao stepped forward and held down Ichida Xiang who was still trying to escape.

Without any explanation, he inserted a blocking chip into the nerve slot on the back of his head.

After the blocking chip was inserted, Ichijo Daxiang fell to the ground as if he had been hit by a restraining spell, unable to move.

Su Xiao spent a lot of money to get this thing from the priest.

Can be thought of as a combination of handcuffs and signal jammers.

As long as the blocking chip is inserted, the body will be blocked.

The brain can no longer give commands to the body and the body will become immobile.

At the same time, blocking the chip will also cut off the signal of the trauma card.

The so-called trauma card is something that all clients of the trauma team have. There is a transmitter in this thing, which will automatically send a distress signal to the trauma team when the client is dying.

Su Xiao guessed that Ichijo Daxiang must be a member of the trauma team.

It’s just that I don’t know if it’s the highest grade “Platinum” or the next-level “Gold”.

It can't be the lowest level ordinary member.

of course.

Blocking chips is not a panacea either.

First of all, the blocking chip itself is divided into many models.

The latest models are the best and are also ridiculously expensive.

Secondly, if there is a spear, there will be a shield.

If the person whose blocking chip is inserted has high enough hacking skills, and a powerful enough hacker prosthetic body is implanted in his body.

It is also possible to counter block the chip.

Disable the blocking chip.

Of course Ichijo Daisho is not such a clever hacker.

After a blocking chip is inserted into the body, it becomes impossible to move, even if you just want to move a finger.

At the same time, it can also be clearly felt that the signals sent out by the biochip implanted inside the body keep reporting errors.

Realizing that he was really in a desperate situation, Ichijo Daxiang's face finally turned extremely ugly.

"You...what do you want? What do you want? Money...money?"

Ichijo Daxiang swallowed hard, glanced at Su Xiao, who had no Poland, and continued bravely: "You are a mercenary, right? Mercenaries do this business for only one purpose, and that is for money.

, tell me, how much do you want to let me live. "

Su Xiao squatted down in front of Ichijo Daxiang.

Patted his face with the scabbard.

"You shouldn't ask me this question, but you should ask yourself, how much do you think your life is worth?"

Ichijo Daxiang glanced at Su Xiao tentatively and reported a number: "Ten...one hundred thousand?"

"Then you'd better die." Su Xiao's face darkened, and he stood up, preparing to kill someone.

Ichijo Dasho quickly closed his eyes and begged for mercy.

"No... wait, I know! You... you make a price! Make a price! Whatever you say is the price! I will never counter-offer!"

Su Xiao put down the knife and put Murasame back into the scabbard.

"I don't want the money in your bank account, not a penny, but I know that people like you must have prepared cash and gold bars that are difficult to trace. Tell me where they are and I will let you live."

Su Xiao's request exceeded Daxiang's expectations.

It's not that he can't bear it, but if he hands over all the cash and gold bars, all the savings he's worked hard for in the city hall for so many years and won the card will be in vain.

But Ichijo Daxiang's expression changed drastically, and he finally gave in.

Only if you have money can you make money again. If your life is gone, you won't even have the chance to make money.

"I...I know, but can you give me a shot first? I feel like I'm going to die."

Lidya Su said nothing.

He took out a pneumatic syringe and inserted it into Ichigo Daxiang's chest.

Push straight to the bottom.

Only then did Ichijo Daisho feel like he was alive.

The bleeding from the wound also began to decrease.

It doesn’t hurt as much anymore.

"In my bedroom, there is a Japanese samurai armor. If you gently turn the knob on the armor, the armor will automatically move away, and the safe is underneath."

Su Xiao found the safe key from Yiyi Daxiang's body.