Chapter 22 Times have changed, my friend!
"Mr. Morgan Blackhand, it's really not easy to find you to come to Little Chinatown."
Li Ang looked at the man in front of him with a kind smile. He could see that Morgan Blackhand's face was slightly bruised, as if he had just had a fight with someone.
Needless to say, Li Ang also knew.
The only person who can injure the legendary mercenary Morgan Blackhand in the current Night City is Mann, who has just installed Sian Westan.
"Mr. Li Ang, is this how your subordinates invite guests?"
Morgan Blackhand looked at Leon with a dead smile. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat the perverted macho Mann behind him, he would have stepped forward and killed Leon with a knife.
Just two days ago, Morgan Blackhand, who was on a business trip, had just completed the task assigned to him by the military technology company.
Just when he was planning to relax in Beixiang District and enjoy the happiness of successful people, a mercenary team suddenly appeared.
Talking about taking him to see his boss, Morgan Blackhand originally wanted to teach Mann a painful lesson and tell him that he had messed with the wrong person.
In the end, he was beaten by Mann from beginning to end. This humanoid monster with unknown contents moved at a terrifyingly fast speed!
Facing Morgan's question, Li Ang just smiled calmly:
"Mr. Morgan Blackhand, you are a legend in the mercenary world of Night City. It is not easy to invite a big shot like you to come."
"So, I can only take some necessary small measures, but what I can guarantee you is that the rewards you can get from me will be greater than any order you have taken."
Hearing this familiar saying, Morgan Blackhand couldn't help but laugh twice. He didn't know how many middlemen he had heard such nonsense from.
The greater the reward, the greater the chance of losing one's life.
Morgan's black hand had just sold his life for the beloved New America, and he really had no intention of helping the company.
"Okay, Mr. Li Ang, I heard about your name in Heywood. The king of arms in Little Chinatown, the cold-blooded executioner who chopped off Yamamoto Okao with one knife, you are a ruthless character."
Morgan Blackhand stared into Li Ang's eyes, and he showed a lone wolf-like temperament.
"If you want me to work hard for you, just give me your chips and specific task requirements. I'll treat it as an occasional overtime shift."
"Well, what a joy."
Li Ang smiled and then nodded to Pyrrha. After a while, Pyrrha placed a brand new [M-179 Achilles] technical rifle in front of Morgan.
"Consider this gun as a meeting gift from me, and also as a small gift for you to join the company. Later, I will..."
Before Li Ang could finish his words, Morgan interrupted: "Uh! Wait a minute, I didn't say I wanted to join your LA company!"
As the most famous lone wolf mercenary in Night City, Morgan Blackhand never needs a partner to do things together. He is resourceful, calm and cautious, and his helpers will only hold him back.
And for such a lone wolf mercenary, asking him to be a company dog who is always on call is no different from killing him.
"Sorry, you don't have a choice."
Li Ang suppressed his smile and said to Morgan solemnly: "I will soon set up a mercenary department to attract professional mercenaries from Night City to serve me."
"And you are my chosen one."
Li Ang simply went straight to the point and explained the real intention of Morgan's gangster. He believed that a smart man like Morgan would know how to weigh the pros and cons.
"Hehehe, what if I say no?"
Morgan looked at Li Ang with an unruly expression, like a soldier preparing to die heroically, but this trick did not work for Li Ang.
"From the moment you were brought here by Mann, you had no right to say 'no' because you were defeated by Mann."
Li Ang pointed to Morgan, the tall mercenary Mann behind him, and said: "As you guessed, Mann has a very powerful prosthetic body transplanted into his body. It may be a bit hard to defeat you, but who cares? ?”
"If you don't agree, I will throw you back intact, but from now on, you can only watch Mann take away the mission that should belong to you."
"The person who originally hoped to become a shining star of the LA Company's mercenary department will only be reduced to a second-rate mercenary in the future, killing unimportant scavengers on the streets."
Li Ang's words deeply touched the soul of Morgan Blackhand. He was a mercenary who valued honor and reputation first. He would never allow himself to become a second-rate thing.
Seeing Morgan's slightly touched expression, Li Ang took advantage of the fire and said, "But if you choose to join our company, you will be armed with the most advanced weapons to do your work, and you will be implanted with the highest quality prosthetics for free."
"Morgan, look at your black hands that are about to turn into scrap iron. Lucy's single molecular line can be cut into two for you with just a slight swipe."
"Is it possible that you are an ascetic who believes in begging for a living? You just like to transplant some garbage on yourself and walk around the market like an antique robot?"
"Times have changed, my friend."
After the words fell, Morgan Blackhand's mentality completely exploded, and he found that he was indeed in a dilemma.
If you don't agree, your reputation will be ruined. From now on, there will no longer be the legendary mercenary Morgan Blackhand, but only the Mann Team!
And he has become an old thing abandoned by the times!
If he agrees, he will be completely controlled by the LA company. Wherever he wants to work, he has to work like a dog and run around to do things quickly.
Either no food or no dignity!
"You should feel honored to work for our LA company, Mr. Morgan Blackhand."
Leon, who was sturdy and straight, stood quietly in front of Morgan, like a god on the long steps:
"If you don't believe it, you can ask Mann. Anyway, I will only give you a three-month term contract. If you still want to stay in the LA company at that time, it depends on your specific performance."
Morgan Blackhand turned his head to look at Mann, but Mann responded with only a sneer, as if he was saying "loser", and Pira on the side couldn't help but say:
"Mr. Morgan, this is your only chance in this life. If you miss it, there will be no other store."
"Anyway, I haven't seen any company that has less work and more money, and also buys medical insurance for employees. You can come or not."
Having said this, Morgan Blackhand knew that if he didn't agree, it would be a bit ungrateful.
He has sold his life for America for several years, and there is no reason to be afraid of being a company dog for three months.
"I can accept your invitation, Mr. Leon."
Morgan finally put down his pride and his condescending attitude, and said:
"My only request is that I have to implant the same type of prosthetic device as this guy!"
Morgan pointed his black finger at Mann and said indignantly:
"I can give up my salary and insurance, and I can work for you willingly, but this guy beat me up, and I must get it back!"
