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Chapter 125: The Woman Who Changed the Night City

When I was eleven years old, I started living on the streets. People who had no way out had to live on the streets. I stole from nightclubs and bars, rummaged through trash cans in back alleys of restaurants, and fought with other kids. At that time, I grabbed a car.

If you dare to drive a motorcycle, even if you have never learned it, it is the same

, just tighten the accelerator, followed by a group of bosozokus, if caught, they will be beaten, and it is normal to have their hands and feet cut off. If they die on the roadside, no one will care. Maybe when someone complains, NCPD will send a mechanical patrol officer.

Collecting corpses. At least I haven't been caught.

Being caught by NCPD police officers or being caught by gangsters will end badly. The police officers will send children like me to an orphanage, which is no better than prison. If you are caught by gangsters, you will also become gangsters.

Either they were caught and their organs were cut off and resold. For girls, most of them were bought.

Conduct sex partner training. Some of the partners I know basically never see each other again after three days. It is said that one was sent to an orphanage, but his body appeared in the garbage dump, his stomach was cut open, and it was empty.

Yes, I don’t know where he was sent by the note, and I don’t really want to know.

It's just that sometimes I find some random pills in bars and trash cans. Many kids my age put broken pills and chewed tobacco in their mouths, then curled up and took them in the exhaust at the back door of the restaurant.

Lie nearby for a night, so that they won't freeze to death in winter. Some summer nights are very cool, and they will lie sprawled out on the road that is wet from rain.

Rotten children all like rainy days. It doesn’t mean that those who like rainy days are rotten people, but at that time we really loved lying in the rain. The city’s pee dripping wet our fleshless bodies, and we looked at the cracks in the tall buildings.

The gray sky is the time we enjoy the most.

After so many years, I forgot to pick up garbage debris with my hands, cut my palms from glass stubble and blades, and felt the irritating pain when I came into contact with corrosive chemicals. I also forgot to eat a hot and frozen meal after exchanging stolen money.

The dumplings are so comfortable, but I just can’t forget the rain in Night City and the streets soaked by the rain.

I hope that if I die one day, there will be heavy rain in Night City that day. Just like the night I escaped from the Kanbi Building.

Later, I was also caught in the rain and was found by Teacher Bian. He was a middle-aged man who looked a little unsteady and was wearing a frayed formal suit. There are very few people like this in Night City. 40% of the teachers are urban middle class and charge high salaries.

The remaining fee is 50%

He is a bad person who bullies students in community schools. Less than 10% of them are good people. Teacher Bian is a good person. Good people are often poor in Night City, but he has a middle-class appearance. In his own words, teachers should be

Dress appropriately, otherwise students will disrespect the class.

He was wearing an old suit that day and walked through the rain step by step, holding a black umbrella. Like a black cloud, it floated over from the narrow sky between high-rise buildings, blocking my sight.

I said fuck, get out!

The old man named Bian really didn't give me any face. He looked at the skinny guy and picked me up with one hand, "Kid, where is your home?"

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Teacher Bian was happy, "Come study with me, can you go?"

I will omit two more paragraphs here.

He smiled and said, "Either I beat you up or you go to school with me. Choose one."

At that time, I didn't believe a single word came out of this man's mouth, so I ran away as soon as I could. He held an umbrella and caught up with me. I lured him to the Tiger Claw Gang's territory - we were all old friends and acquaintances.

"Hey! Old ghost, if you beat them down, I will go with you."

The Tiger Claw Gang had guns with them. I was just waiting to see the joke, and then this middle-aged and elderly man named Bian actually walked up to these gangsters.

Fight! Tiger Claw Gang! I whistle.

Then the gangsters from the Tiger Claw Gang all nodded and bowed, "Jun Bian! Long time no see! Hi! Hi! Thank you for your hard work! Please walk slowly!"

The old man turned around and smiled at me, "I've beaten them long ago."

Scary. This is so fucking scary.

Brothers on the road, the prajna and tiger heads on your arms are really aggrieved. The implants you took out from your own bodies are heavier than this old man, but you can't beat such an unmodified natural person?

The situation was stronger than the person, so I resigned myself to my fate and went with him. Then I went to the community school he ran. This school later had a new principal, Lu Zongping, which meant that Teacher Bian was considered the old principal.

The community school has no name or registration, and the only students it takes in are children of poor people nearby and some street kids.

The school is in trouble all day long. If gangsters come to ask for protection money, then Teacher Bian has a solution. His solution includes Defender light machine gun, M-179E Achilles, DB-4 needle missile, M

-10AF Lexington and a jet black folding knife. But the cops often come to the door.

Teacher Bian didn't want to deal with Tiaozi, so he always chose to move with his students to Santo Domingo, Heywood, and even moved to Taipingzhou one year, wherever the rent was low. If you can always follow him

He actually doesn’t have many students, but every time he goes to a place, some children benefit from it, which is good.

Since Lu Zongping accepted school, he has finally stabilized and no longer wanders around. This man is very capable and can mix both black and white. Now think about it, for a person like him, this cannot be regarded as wandering around in the world.

It can be regarded as accommodation. God accommodates mortals.

In short, during the more than ten years I studied with Teacher Bian, I traveled all over the City of Night, measuring the poor streets and looking at the poor people.

Maybe I really need to do something for this city.

In Adecado, some of the inspiring words I said were taught to me by Teacher Bian, and some were my own thinking.

I still remember Xiaohuanxi Road in Kabuki District, with the bay to the east. For a while, the community school moved here, and Teacher Bian rented a shop to use as a classroom. The street was very noisy during the day, so he would close the door tightly.

The air conditioner is very difficult to use. It often suffocates people to death in summer, and the lights are dim, making it feel like being in a prison.

Things get much better after school. The evening breeze is very cool. The children walk along the coastal streets, passing convenience stores, adult supplies stores, and newsstands. I often sit on the river embankment and the observation deck in the evening.

The sun is blocked by the tall buildings behind, the water is open, the wind blows the smell, and you stare at the plastic garbage rolled up on the water. Sitting here, you can see the bustling Westbrook to the east, the Civic Center to the south, and

To the west, you can see the dilapidated Little Chinatown.

I like to be in a daze here. The height of the water varies in different seasons. You can overlook the bay from a high place, but Xiaohuanxi Road is already at the lowest point. Sitting on the edge of the viewing platform, you can touch the water with your feet.

There is nothing on the sandy beach except all kinds of garbage. I will

Wait, wait until it gets dark, no clouds or stars can be seen, and the city's advertising lights and neon lights are reflected on the water. The floating car flying overhead is like a whale in the sea, and I can imagine that I am hanging upside down under the sea.

, the night city reflected on the water is more desirable than the one in reality.

To be honest, such a night city is really unforgettable.

I should run for mayor and change this city. Usually you have to get the status of a councilor first, but it is also legal to run directly. As long as you get enough votes, you can be elected - I need a campaign team, this is my teacher Bian

Reasons to help.

He seemed to have been waiting for this day for a long time. I only said a few words to him, and he agreed and issued a series of tasks to me. The most important thing was to maintain law and order on the streets. He seemed to want to promote me as a

A hero who eliminates violence and brings peace to the people.

No matter what, for players, completing the tasks issued by the NPC is definitely the right thing and the only thing they need to care about.


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