The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

"You also know that Lao Wei and I met while boxing at the Devil's Boxing Club, but I had just gone there not long ago and was dealt with by Lao Wei."

"Brother, am I unwilling to accept this? So after practicing hard for several years, I challenged Lao Wei again yesterday."

"Guess what?"

Speaking of this, his tone became more and more excited.

"Twelve rounds! Twelve whole rounds! Finally, I knocked Old Wei's head down!"

If it weren't for the fact that he was still lying down and unable to move, he would have jumped up and cheered by now.

Although Jack can win, a lot of it is because of his age.

As the saying goes, boxers are afraid of young people. Facing Victor, who is already a bit older, Jack can be said to have taken advantage of him.

But despite this, his excitement is understandable.

After all, Victor, as the former boxing champion of Watson District, is also one of the very few living legends in Night City.

Being able to knock him down in the boxing ring is definitely worth finding a bar to brag about.

"By the way, buddy, how about you come to our club too? It just so happens that you can practice some too. Look, your legs are not as thick as my arms."

It seemed that the confidence brought about by defeating Victor finally led to rapid expansion. Jack said to Lin Qiao.

"Forget it, I'm not interested...and it would be bad if someone gets hurt."

If he accidentally loses his strength, the rest of his life will be in trouble.

Jack nodded and agreed: "That's right. If you get hurt, Sister Lucy should feel bad."

"..."

Forget it, just let it be that way. After all, his figure does not look like one who is good at strength sports.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing out of the city? Commissioned by a middleman?"

"Absolutely. It's just a private job I took on. I just transport some things from outside the city to the rich people in the city. If I'm lucky, I can make a lot of money from them."

That is smuggling in the popular sense.

But this is not a rare thing in Night City - as long as the police and the company are not caught red-handed, it is a legal transaction.

"But don't go through a middleman when you go to pick up the job...be careful not to run into the Night Walkers and the Sword Club, they are not good people."

"Hey, it's not my first time doing this. Let me tell you, I didn't actually plan to pay. I just turned around and ran away after I got the stuff."

“…”

Then you are a real dog.

Jack's words made Lin Qiao's mouth twitch, but she didn't say anything.

He probably knows who is trading this hob meat.

He put Jack's prosthetic body back together and took back the tools used for adjustment: "It's fixed, let's try it and see how it goes."

"Well, not bad, not bad, it feels more useful than my original one."

Getting up from the operating table and moving his limbs, Jack nodded with satisfaction and paid Lin Qiao's bill.

"By the way, do you have any medicine to reduce the swelling? I'm not in the right state to meet people."

"Here, it's a bonus."

Looking at Jack's back as he drove away, Lin Qiao narrowed her eyes.

Next up, Night City is about to get interesting.

Chapter 361

That night, Jack drove a tattered red car full of bullet holes and arrived at Lin Qiao's clinic again.

"Hahahaha! Come on! Come on, K! Look what good things I got this time!"

After knocking on the door of the large clinic, Jack's face was filled with excitement and he walked in holding a cryogenic preservation box with "Arasaka" on it.

Also coming here was a purple-haired homeless woman who looked weathered and dressed in a classic homeless outfit—V.

After she got out of the car, she stretched with a tired look on her face, and then looked at the little red car next to her with a somewhat distressed look at the engine that made an unpleasant idling sound.

This car has been with her for a long time.

For a wanderer, a good car is a second life.

Not to mention that this was one of the few valuable things she brought out from the Bakker house.

But judging from the current situation, it may really be just one step away from being scrapped.

The garbage dump is probably its final destination.

"I hope that as Jack said, that 'Money A lot' can be sold for a good price."

Otherwise, this time we will really lose everything.

Thinking of the iguana that Jack held for a long time before putting it back, V felt a little sad.

"Speaking of which, why does the name K sound familiar?"

v searched through his past memories and found some impressions, but he couldn't seem to recall them at all.

However, under Jack's urging, she still walked into the clinic.

The cold air blowing in my face made my body feel much better from the heat and humidity brought by the outside.

In front of the clinic's counter, Jack was bragging to an overly young man about how he killed Arasaka's convoy and brought back this precious box.

I think that person must be the K in his mouth.

Behind him stood a white-haired girl with a sullen expression.

emmmm, this combination... the sense of déjà vu is even more serious.

After seeing her come in, Jack, who was still bragging to others, greeted her warmly.

"Come on, V, let me introduce you. This is K, the most amazing prosthetic doctor in Night City and our big sponsor this time. The one behind is Lucy, the proprietress of this shop. "

Then he turned around and introduced V, who was deep in thought, to Lin Qiao.

"Well, she is the wanderer I just told you, her name is V."

"Don't look at how skinny this girl is. I'm telling you, she's really awesome. Her marksmanship is so accurate that she can hit wherever she points!"

"Arasaka's gang of idiots were defeated by her alone. She blew up three... no, four cars with just a pistol! Otherwise, we might not be able to come back today."

The more Jack spoke, the more exaggerated he became. Even the client, V, felt that it was exaggerated.

But Lin Qiao thought it was very reasonable.

After all, he had also experienced it when he started out as a wanderer.

Should I be said to be worthy of being the living king of hell in the future?

Frankly speaking, this record alone can crush the vast majority of mercenaries in Night City.

This is because V's weapons are not very good, and there are basically no prosthetics in his body.

If she were given a better weapon, it would be impossible to tell who was chasing whom.

but--

"Four cars..."

Lin Qiao whispered thoughtfully.

By the way, why do I remember that the financial report reported eight vehicles today?

It seems like I need to send someone to check it out...

but not now.

Lin Qiao nodded as she focused on the violet-haired woman walking in next to her.

"It's really amazing. I didn't expect that your skills are even better than I thought before."

"Also, I haven't seen you for several years, V. I really didn't expect you to come to Night City."

Jack, who was still trying to brag about something, his expression froze.

He turned around and looked at V, whose expression was also a little dazed.

He nudged her gently with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "You... know each other?"

"This...."

She scratched her head a little irritably. She said she knew her, but she really couldn't remember it; but she said she didn't know him, and the other party had already said so...

And Jack also said just now that this is the sponsor, so don’t you have a little disrespect for the sponsor’s father?

"Um, have we met before?" V asked a little bit bravely.

"On the way to Night City, I bought gasoline from Buckel's house. You also left your contact information. Do you remember?"

"It turned out to be that time."

There was a look of reminiscence on her face. After this reminder, she did remember it.

——It turns out that at that time, there was a man with a smelly-looking child.

He glanced at Lucy calmly... This expression was basically the same as before.

"Okay, okay, let's catch up on old times and stuff later. Let's take a look at this baby first. I can't wait."

Jack couldn't wait to open the refrigerator.

White air-conditioning hit my face, and an emerald green iguana was lying quietly inside, sleeping.

"The iguana, a species native to the Lesser Antilles, became extinct 30 years ago, and this lazy creature may be the last of its kind."

It's like being a door-to-door salesman.

Jack talked endlessly about the iguana he named "Qian Duoduo".

Then he looked expectantly at Lin Qiao, who was poking the iguana's tail with a pen, but the former obviously didn't like him very much, and immediately made a threatening gesture towards him after waking up.

"How about it, K, how much do you think it's worth?"

"Well...if it's true what you said, selling it for at least 60 yuan won't be a problem."

"Then it's settled, I'll give you the lowest..."

"But if you want to sell it to me, just pretend I didn't tell you."

“…”

After finishing speaking, Jack's face fell instantly.

Why doesn't this big dog fall for the trap?

"No, look how cute this little guy is? It's out of print. There are so many people out there rushing to get it. When my brother got it, he thought of you immediately."

"And didn't Japan use this little guy as a prototype before to make a monster movie called Brother?"

"I'm telling you, keeping it at home will definitely be more respectable... If it doesn't work, our price is pretty good."

With that said, Jack introduced Lin Qiao to the colorful scales of "Qian Duoduo", and then gave a thumbs up.

however--

"I'm sorry Jack, although the stuff is indeed good stuff, I'm really not interested in lizards. No, it would be better to say that I don't really like reptiles at all."

“…”

Then there's really nothing we can do about it.

Chapter 362 The Beginning of the Legend...Probably

"I said if you really want to find a buyer, wouldn't it be better to find a better middleman?"

Seeing Jack's depressed look, Lin Qiao casually gave him an idea.

"For example, Westbrook's Okada Wakako, there are many wealthy donors who go to her."

The mistress of Westbrook's dead husbands were all the eldest brothers of the Tiger Claw gang.