Night City, central area, former Red Sun Incident Memorial Square.
I guess so
Even for Tang Ji, it is difficult to determine where he is now, whether it is the location that people said. This place seems to be no different from other places. There are some ruins and wreckage, and it is almost impossible to see the style of the past.
Tang Ji stood there, looking at the desolation, and finally realized that times had really changed. What others told him, as if it only happened in nightmares, were all true.
He opened the trunk and found a bouquet of mixed real and fake flowers inside, which Miwako had prepared for him. Because he didn't know how long Tang Ji would be delayed on the road and was worried that the flowers would wither, Miwako mixed a lot of plastic flowers in it.
To ensure that no matter when it comes in use, it will not be too ugly.
But this is exactly in line with Angelina's preferences. She has always felt that it is the stupidest thing to spend money on a dead body just to come back and see it for a few days. Cheap and long-lasting plastic flowers are her favorite.
When Tang Ji placed the bouquet on the ground, a memory appeared in his mind out of thin air.
In that memory, Tang Ji saw himself walking on a solemn street, holding a bouquet of electronic flowers in his hand. It was raining in the sky. There were people walking at the same pace in front of him and behind him, and in the distance, Angeli
Na's sculpture just stood there, as if watching him.
The bouquet fell to the ground. Tang Ji wanted to reach out and pick it up, but backed away. He took one last look at the place where Angelina's sculpture was, turned around and ran away without looking back.
When passing by the ruins of a building with only one wall left, Tang Ji smashed the wall with an angry punch.
Tangji returns to Night City!
This news spread at an alarming speed to every shelter and gathering point in Night City before dark.
The information in the wasteland is blocked. Most of the valuable intelligence and even fun are spread through professions such as merchants and postmen, person to person, and mouth to mouth. The news you can hear in a bar is better than that in a shelter.
There are much more.
Among them, the most famous bar in Night City is undoubtedly the Afterlife Bar. Rogge spent a lot of money to get his former property back from the Valentinos.
At the same time, it is now one of the strongholds of the Mox Gang. The Mox Gang has not had time to rebuild the Ritz Bar, and Night City does not have as many entertainment venues now.
To be more precise, there should be no room for the Mox Gang to survive in Night City.
The Mox Gang is essentially a small street gang formed voluntarily by a group of people in the service industry who cannot bear the oppression of joint gangs. They form a small street gang spontaneously for their own working environment and street interests. Because of the nature of their work, they are mainly female members.
But now, in this wasteland, humans are not qualified to go to GHS in this era of just emerging from famine.
The existing members of the Mox Gang are basically just popsicles coming out of the dormant warehouse, but Elizabeth, the boss of the Mox Gang, has been trying to transform recently, leading her old team to pay attention to the slave trade in the wasteland.
They were once at the bottom of society. In order to survive and live a better life, they finally embarked on this road. They persevered tenaciously and became warriors. They even participated in battles that affected the world pattern with Tang Ji.
These people have transformed, they are no longer stepdaughters in the dark corner, but warriors in the true sense, so even in the New Hope Era, they do not want to be wiped out from the world.
"Roger, we need to form our own guard, just like the Valentinos, otherwise sooner or later we will regret it." Elizabeth lay on the sofa opposite Rogge, shaking her long and powerful calves in boredom, a rare gesture.
It shows all kinds of feminine charms.
"The Valentinos have become powerful. You can't simply regard them as a joint gang. They are now an independent country." Rogge looked gray-haired, and when he was talking to Elizabeth, he actually
There is a perfect match between mother and daughter.
"So as long as we pay our taxes with peace of mind, we don't have to worry about the rest. At least until something happens to Gusvota, they won't go astray." Rogge looked at the documents on his desk with a pair of glasses on.
Reading those small prints made her dizzy.
"My girls said that someone was trying to kidnap them outside the wall a while ago. If they hadn't been alert, they wouldn't have been able to find them now." Elizabeth rolled her eyes: "They could see clearly that they were the Valentino Guards.
Those people, everyone knows what they are doing in Luther's private sanctuary."
"Forget it, let's not talk about them. I heard someone said that someone saw Tang Ji? Is it true?" There was a hint of excitement in Elizabeth's tone. Although she had only seen Tang Ji a few times, some people are destined to be legends.
, you will never forget it even if you only see it once.
"I have a hundred rumors like this spread every day, and eighty of them are made up by me myself." As Rogge was speaking, there was a knock on the door.
A somewhat panicked bodyguard didn't wait for Rogge's consent, opened the door and walked in. He said to Rogge in a tone of suppressed surprise and excitement: "Rogge! Tangji is drinking at the bar! I think it's really him.
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That bodyguard had been with Rogge before the Apocalypse, and there were only a few security personnel she could trust. In order to ensure that human resources were not wasted, Rogge woke up a new security director almost every five years.
The one in front of him was the latest one, so theoretically he had just 'left' that bustling Night City less than half a year ago, and his impression of Tang Ji was still very profound.
"Fuck! Real or fake!" Elizabeth asked the same question as before, jumped up from the sofa and went out to watch the fun.
And Rogge was actually a little excited. She knew better than anyone else the significance of Tang Ji's existence.
Just like what Elizabeth was worried about just now, what if one day the Valentinians lose their mind and plan to turn the so-called Great Valentino into slavery?
After all, in theory, this is entirely possible. As long as Gusvota wants to, he can do it.
But when Tang Ji comes back, it's completely different. Anyone who does anything must consider whether this matter will make Tang Ji unhappy, and as we all know, Tang Ji is always unhappy.
When Roger walked out of the office with some anxiety, Elizabeth was already sitting next to Tang Ji, asking questions with excitement on her face.
The other people in the bar were not much better, but the crowd was clearly divided into two parts. One part had heard of Tang Ji's name and was shocked and couldn't help it. The other part had never heard of Tang Ji and basically all
It's A New Hope Era One.
These people were looking at the man surrounded by people with surprise and curiosity. They called him a legend, and some called him the Messiah.
"I didn't expect you to be alive." Rogge looked at Tang Ji, who had hardly changed at all. A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he said to the bartender: "Put all today's drinks on my account."
Then Rogge said to Tang Ji: "Go inside and drink. You will cause a commotion here in a while. It is no better than before. I am short of manpower."
Tang Ji nodded, and followed Rogge and the others into the secret room of the Afterlife Bar amid calls.
"What is the purpose of your coming back this time?" Rogge asked very anxiously. She was actually afraid that Tang Ji would kill Valentino regardless of bloodshed. After all, the worst order is much better than the best chaos.
"What's the purpose?" Tang Ji asked back, and replied calmly: "Go home."
Even if he lost a piece of memory, he still knew Rogge. Everyone in Night City didn't know Rogge. According to Tang Ji's previous memories, Rogge was a 'big shot', but this didn't mean that she could question herself like this.
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Rogge sighed and explained: "The City of Night no longer exists, Tangji. It was blown up by you. Now there is nothing left but a wasteland and a group of people struggling to survive.
Survivors, you can't hold this place to the same standards as before."
"It sounds like you know something." Tang Ji tapped the cup lightly, and Elizabeth immediately stepped forward to find a bottle of good wine from before the Apocalypse from Roger's collection to entertain the guests.
"Don't forget that I used to be the best middleman in the city." Rogge said with some nostalgia: "I only ask you one thing, Tang Ji, no matter who you want to kill, please tell me in advance as much as possible before you kill.
The current Night City can't stand your troubles, I have to buy it more time."
Tang Ji didn't like Rogge's metaphor for his behavior, but obviously, in Rogge's eyes, Tang Ji was a dangerous person.
Or to put it another way, Rogge felt that Tang Ji destroyed the world. This idea has been lingering in her mind for twenty-five years.
So her feelings towards Tang Ji are very complicated. On the one hand, Rogge admires Tang Ji very much and is proud of his courage to show off and show the light of humanity in front of the players.
On the other hand, Rogge felt that Tang Ji had failed her and the entire human civilization.
So many people believed in Tang Ji, but Tang Ji eventually teamed up with Mikkelson to send the whole world to the sky.
Rogge didn't know which one was more heroic, to continue the war and beat the flu to the last drop of blood, or to live in this wasteland. But as an independent individual, she didn't even have the most basic choice, so how could she be drifted with the crowd?
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"Where is Edward? I heard them say that Edward is in Night City." In the end, Tang Ji did not continue to communicate with Rogge, but chose to make a deal with Rogge as before.
"Edward is in the underground dormancy chamber of Heywood Shelter. If you don't show up, no one will dare to take responsibility for Edward's health condition, so entering the dormancy chamber is the best way." Rogge hesitated, and finally sighed and said:
"Forget it, let me go with you."
Rogge was a man of action and would leave at any time. She was accompanied by Elizabeth and a tall male bodyguard, who gave Tang Ji a friendly smile when he passed by.
"Take my car and go through the back door. There are too many people outside." Rogge glanced at the growing number of people in the bar and urged Tang Ji to leave quickly.
"The latest news is that Tang Ji appeared in the Afterlife Bar. Rogge confirmed that it is Tang Ji himself."
Gusvota soon got the news. After all, this was the territory of the Valentino people, and they knew exactly what happened.
And now, the news that Tang Ji is back is obviously becoming more and more real.
"Tangji and Rogge set off together and are heading to Heywood Shelter. They should be going to resuscitate Mr. Edward."
"Mr. John Fleming and Mr. Luther, are leaving for Heywood Asylum."
"Congressman Jan Grattan committed suicide in his room, Mr. Gusvota, and this is his suicide note."
As another piece of news came, it was a not heavy letter. Gusvota threw it into the trash can without even reading it: "Trash, if it wasn't for your father's sake, you would have
It’s time to die.”
Jan Gratton is a senior member of the Valentino people. He was a replacement for the senior management and directly filled his father's position. Over the years, he has gained a bad reputation and committed all kinds of evil.
At the same time, he was also the first senior Valentino employee to get involved in the human smuggling trade, and later won over many people.
Gusvota's attitude towards this kind of thing is to turn a blind eye, because the slave trade has brought an immeasurable effect to the development of the Valentino people.
Night City is a city favored by fate. It has four large shelters and a small private shelter.
After the survivors living in the shelter returned to the surface, they naturally had a sense of superiority and felt that they were superior to others. As the Valentinians developed, many menial and backbreaking tasks needed to be done by others.
In addition, there is also an imbalance in the ratio of men to women in various shelters. The ratio of men to women in the two shelters built by the Valentino Gang was almost 7:3.
Jain's business has at least solved many potential social problems. As for how much evil he has done in the process, Gusvota does not need to ask. The important thing is that he is dead now, and he died at the right time.
Of course, it is not just Jan Gratton who is destined to be on the road of no return today. Gusvota estimates that the road will be very crowded today.
"This is the current situation of Heywood Shelter. The Valentino people are actually doing hierarchical classification internally. Depending on their origins, the ceilings are also different." Rogge briefly introduced the current situation of Heywood Shelter on the way.
In Tang Ji's perception, there were at least three cars passing by in a hurry nearby along the way, and they were the first to arrive at the shelter they were going to.
Then, with a violent shaking, the tire of local snake Roger's car was punctured.
Fortunately, the bodyguard was an experienced driver. He tried his best to put the car on the road, and then a bullet shot through the glass. Tang Ji took it off and held it on his fingertips.
Night City's rejection of Tang Ji reached its peak at this moment.
