Tang Ji stretched out and woke up from the floor of his small apartment in the city center. His lease was only due to expire in three months, but it was obvious that this place had been visited frequently during the half month he was away.
Every hiding place in the room had been roughly rummaged through, the poor mattress looked like it had been stuffed into a tornado and dry-cleaned, no fragile items had been spared, and the walls were covered with insulting words.
Maybe the first wave of people who came in just wanted to try their luck and find the biological sample, but the subsequent waves of people who came in came just to vent their anger.
"Superhumans are destined to rule the world! Die for mortals!" This kind of statement is already quite literary, but there are more dirty words. Due to spelling errors and cultural differences, Tang Ji can't tell the specific meaning at all.
In the same messy bathroom, he washed his face in front of the half-broken mirror and shaved with a tactical dagger. Tang Ji estimated that his laser razor had been taken away.
"Michael, it's me." Tang Ji called happily: "Let me inform you in advance. I have to deal with some people on the list in the next few days."
"Damn it, when did you come back? Didn't you sign a contract with a big company?" Michael Fabinski, who was sleeping with the girl in his arms, suddenly became energetic: "Is the treatment you mentioned the one I understand?"
The woman grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, but Fabinski no longer cared about her. He jumped up to put on his pants and walked out.
Fabinski knew what Tanguy planned to do. When the old director was still there, the bureau had a long list of bastards that law enforcers would only dream of killing.
Privately, they even really studied how to conduct an extrajudicial trial on some night to clean up the bastards on the list. Of course, that plan only remained in discussion in the end.
After the Red Sun incident, everything changed. If it weren't for Tang Ji's call, Fabinski would have almost forgotten about the damn list.
"I'm just informing you, don't react so much." Tang Ji took one look at the mess on the ground and gave up the idea of cleaning. He wouldn't come back anyway.
"F***! F***! F***!" On the other side of the phone, Fabinski put on his uniform indiscriminately: "The Red Day anniversary has just passed! Can't you wait? The head office will be there soon
We need to send a supervision team down to inspect the work!"
"It's none of my business? I'm not an employee of your company. I'm saying hello to you in advance because of my past relationship." Tang Ji bought a hot dog downstairs and looked at the busy street and felt his whole body
They all came back to life: "Or you can try to send someone to stop me and let me see how the newcomers are."
"Are you crazy, Don?" Fabinski got into his law enforcement car: "What is the difference between what you are doing and Losas? No matter how bad the order is, it is ten thousand times better than no order! Don't destroy the balance!"
Tang Ji didn't bother to answer, so he hung up the phone and threw the room key to the cleaner who was cleaning up the garbage next to him: "Tom, this room belongs to you. You'd better find an affordable one before the landlord kicks you out."
Rent job.”
The cleaner named Tom was stunned for a while, and then shouted towards Tang Ji's back: "Thank you, sir!"
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Tang Ji waved his hand and stopped a taxi. When he opened the door, a familiar hit song came out.
An old black man turned his head and pushed up his sunglasses with force, his eyes widened as big as a bell: "Hey! Isn't this my old friend Tang the Enforcer? What kind of wind blew you back to Night City? On the road.
People say that you took to Lhasa Road and became famous!"
Tang Ji thought for a few seconds before he remembered the other person's name, Big E, that familiar taxi driver.
Big E obviously didn't care about such trivial matters as the last time he drove Tang Ji and almost lost his life. He only remembered that the other party not only paid off the fare, but also compensated him for his losses based on the price of the new car, without even paying back the price.
"Where is our big shot going this time?" Big E squirmed as if there were thorns under his butt, looking very interested in Tang Ji. Taxi drivers like them who are related to gangs would also have the opportunity.
Work as an intelligence broker.
And a 'big shot' like Tang Ji is the easiest to find valuable information.
If the Tiger Claw Gang hadn't appeared midway last time, Big E would have been able to sell his position at a good price right after Tang Ji got off the bus.
"Are you looking for a few more Tiger Claw gangsters to kill?" Big E turned down the music: "You guys beat them too hard last time, and the Tiger Claw Gang suffered heavy losses. They haven't gotten over it yet. They just lost it yesterday.
a street!"
"Instead of going to the Tiger Claw Gang, go to Fountain Street in Heywood District. I have a debt to settle with Valentino." Tang Ji looked at Big E with a half-smile, and the prelude was hanging on his finger at some point, shaking it.
To and fro.
"Hi! I'm a friend who hangs out in the Haywood area!" Big E shouted exaggeratedly: "You are going to cause trouble for the Valentino gang. Can you change a car? Then let them know that I am pulling you.
If you go, I won’t be able to do my business!”
"This is five hundred federal dollars, considered a tip." Tang Ji threw a few banknotes on the co-pilot: "I'm in a hurry."
"Look at you! There is no driver faster than me, Big E, in the entire Haywood area!" Big E stepped on the accelerator and said, "Actually, I'm not that close to the Valentino Gang, but if we get there
, I would be very grateful if you could wait a few minutes for me to go away before you can do your thing again!"
Tang Ji didn't answer, he just looked out the window and hummed a song that Angelina liked, not wanting Big E to disturb his good mood.
Since the Second Corporate War, this country has never really solved its problems, and immigration is only the most inconspicuous one among them.
The Valentino Gang emerged under this background. During Tanguy's career as a law enforcer, he didn't have many interactions with this gang, but he was deeply impressed every time.
They rarely cause big trouble, and most of the time they play sideline in gray areas. They rarely initiate wars with other gangs. They only operate in their own territory and maintain their underground order.
But no matter how well this group of people package themselves, they can't hide their background. On that list, the Valentino Gang ranks at the top.
There is a scumbag named Rodriguez in the Valentino Gang. In recent years, he has organized a small gang that mainly relies on stealing, robbing artificial organs, and prosthetics. It has committed hundreds of crimes and caused the death of at least fifty people.
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Tanguy had already arrested Rodriguez once before he replaced his prosthetic leg, but the lawyer of the Valentino gang released the scumbag on bail due to insufficient evidence.
On the day he was released on bail, Rodriguez's team kidnapped a child who had just received an artificial kidney transplant from the hospital door. Four hours later, the child's body was thrown back at the hospital door.
The angry Tanguy raided the three streets of the Valentino Gang that night, but this was meaningless. The ability of Rodriguez's team to create profits far exceeded the Valentino Gang's traditional industry.
This traditional gang has already eaten the meat of the new era, and there is no way it will let go.