Chapter 557 The Kid Who Doesn’t Want to Live
"Shall I go find Burger King?"
Dexter's question was ignored by Bridget, and the fat man walked out of the room holding his severed hand.
The severed hand was briefly treated with high-temperature hemostatic agent, painkillers and rags. The pain no longer hurt, but that big gold hand was worth a lot of money. I felt bad.
The other hand took out a cigar from nowhere, and the black skin became even darker with pain. However, after walking out of the door, he quickly adjusted his state——
Although he was caught by the Voodoo Gang, he is still the famous Dexter Deshawn in the eyes of outsiders. He still has to pretend, otherwise he will not be able to trick Leng Touqing into working for him. , and without Leng Touqing to work for him, he would be of little value.
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But he was still a little frightened: the Voodoo Gang almost killed him!
What the outside world knows is that he is a famous middleman with a wide network of connections and is very popular in Taiping Prefecture. What the outside world doesn't know is that he actually has no courage -
It’s not that he didn’t have the courage to work, but when someone pointed a gun at him, he couldn’t stand up at all:
Only fools are really risking their lives! What he wants is to be safe and earn money in a sneaky way!
So now he looks tough and walks out of the door very grandly under the protection of two voodoo gangs. In fact, he is very scared and his big head is thinking crazily about what to do now.
[Dexter: Let me tell you, if I finish the job for you, it will be between us.]
[Bridget: I only told you to do the work, and I didn’t ask you to ask anything else. 】
[Dexter: Okay, okay, but if I die, no one will help you find someone. 】
Dexter took a deep drag on his cigar, and the tingling sensation coming from the brain-computer interface seemed to be suppressed.
The methods of these stupid voodoo gangs were so elusive, he felt like he would be burned if he made even the slightest move.
With no other choice, the fat black man looked towards the street:
Matt raised his hands and had already taken off his shirt under the instructions of the Voodoo Gang. He was only wearing a pair of ripped shorts on his lower body. The shorts were actually more like rags.
To be honest, although the proportion of perverts in the crowd has increased a lot these days, for normal people, this close to streaking situation is still quite embarrassing.
But Matt had no room for embarrassment: the Voodoo Gang was inside, and there must be guns pointed at him.
[Warning: Unauthorized scan detected. 】
At the entrance of the building, several cameras lit up. The light from the scanning device turned into holographic light and shadow on the prosthetic eye, and the constructed grid swept around Matt's body.
He looked at the scanning indicator light constructed by the camera, his heart in his throat:
Scanning technology includes not only physical scanners such as X-ray and infrared rays that assist in identifying the content of prosthetics, but also wireless frequency band scanning technology for communication networks, specifically targeting unauthorized networks.
However, there are many companies in this world that are good at hiding signals, Arasaka is one of the best, and Muramasa is the mobile AI that Arasaka values most.
There were no surprises, and the scanner showed only a slight abnormality in the results at first, which was considered an acceptable error by the Voodoo Gang.
Matt successfully walked in front of Dexter and the Barty Hotel, with two voodoo gangs in front and two voodoo gangs in the back surrounding him and Dexter.
The smell of the cigar was quite pungent, and Dexter deliberately shook the cigar forward, causing the ten-year-old Matt to cough repeatedly——
"Ahem."
"You're still a chick, you can't even stand a cigar."
Dexter looked at the two voodoo gangs beside him with a funny expression, but they didn't respond at all and stood still like robots.
So he could only pretend to look at the child as if nothing had happened: "You said you saw someone falling from the sky. Where was it? Why did you think of looking for the Voodoo Gang?"
"I want to change for some food." Matt scratched his head, "I got food here. I want to hang out with the Voodoo Gang. That place is on the beach."
Before Dexter could speak, a message came from Bridget in his head:
[Bridget: Use a personal link to connect to his system and let him take you there. 】
[Dexter: Now? Go directly? 】
[Bridget: I didn’t ask you to ask questions. 】
Pain swept through him, and all the muscles in Dexter's body tensed.
Fuck. Those who didn’t know better thought he was stuffed with an electric toy.
"Let me go, is that Dexter Sean?" Jack held up a pair of binoculars. "I heard that he caused trouble in Taiping State and slipped out of Night City. I didn't expect that he is now hanging out with the Voodoo Gang. ”
"Are you awesome? How do you compare with the priest?" V answered while holding the Nekomata sniper rifle.
"They are all top-notch middlemen, but the priest only operates in Heywood. As for Dexter, it is said that he has connections everywhere and can find work anywhere."
"Is it possible that he gave jobs that no locals there wanted to take on to some unlucky people who didn't care?"
"It's very possible." Lear agreed with V's guess, "Can the people upstairs see it?"
"There's something wrong with the light transmittance of the glass. I can only see the people at the door." V said it was a little tricky. She didn't have any other high-tech products except the sniper rifle.
As a high-end hotel, the Bati Hotel should have a lot of privacy glass. Even though it was a sunny day, it was still impossible to see what was going on inside from the outside.
This is a bit troublesome. The Voodoo Gang is very cautious. They are not even their own people. This means that the defense on the network will be stronger.
Although Matt is a street kid, his brain-computer interface equipment is not low-level, especially the cyber modulator, a high-end product of biotechnology, with low energy consumption and strong signal processing capabilities. It is strong enough for Muramasa, the equipment expert AI, to initially lock the network frequency band between the Voodoo Gang LAN and Dexter by only scanning the electromagnetic wave frequency generated during the scanning process.
But this is still just preliminary.
If Dexter is connected to the Voodoo Gang's LAN "Poseidon", the attack can be launched from here, allowing Muramasa to follow the signal just captured, but the advantage of the foot cloth is that it can be discarded at any time-
Dexter is a foot cloth, which is the name given by the Voodoo Gang to those who work for them.
If an intrusion is detected, the Voodoo Gang can just abandon Dexter directly, and the damage caused may eventually be lower than expected and not clean enough.
[Savage King: What should we do now? Start fighting directly? Then this kid probably died a little resentfully, but it's a pity. I feel that he is a good seedling for muscle training. 】
"Now."
Lille looked at the network interface that the Voodoo Gang had now clearly exposed: the two cameras behind Dexter.
There was a chance, but letting a ten-year-old kid fight desperately. Not to mention the immorality, it felt very hopeless.
He could only bite the bullet and do it: they were guarding outside to prevent this from happening.
However, just as Lille was thinking, Matt took the initiative to send a message to Lille:
[Matt: Brother, I have an idea! ]
Lille raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to signal V and Jack to prepare to fire--
Because he saw Matt had already walked towards Dexter, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, but his movements, his muscles were tense.
[Matt: I can run to that camera in a flash! I run very fast! Faster than anyone else! ]
What? This kid thinks he is a sprinter?
[Matt: But I want more money! I want. I want 20005000 euros! ]
There is no time to think.
[Lille: Deal. ]
