Cyberpunk:Gained a body of steel

Peter took a look at the equipment in front of him.

Well, it wasn't much different from the small crew cut in the game. Peter even scanned it with a glance.

"This... this is the crew cut you're looking for?"

Luo Yi Si was cursing Dexter, that fat black man, in his mind. He was only trying to make more money, but Dexter had gone ahead and found Peter, a lunatic, to deal with them.

At this point, Luo Yi Si just hoped Peter would release him once he handed over Xiaopingtou. He wasn't done enjoying his new position as boss yet.

"Why don't you just die after handing everything over?"

Peter looked at Luo Yi Si with a puzzled expression. He wouldn't leave someone alive with a time bomb ticking in the background, waiting to retaliate.

Peter knew these kinds of people too well. When you were stronger than them, they would acknowledge your power. But the moment you left, they would take everything back. Luo Yi Si and his gang had already shown they would be ruthless if given the chance.

"W-what!!"

When Luo Yi Si heard Peter's words, his eyes widened in terror. He turned and ran, not expecting Peter to act so decisively.

Jack was standing at the warehouse door, waiting for Luo Yi Si to come out.

"Where are you going?" Jack asked, his gorilla arm already powering up as he threw a hard punch at Luo Yi Si's head.

Poof.

Just like that, the boss of the Maelstrom Gang, who had only taken office a week ago, was dead.

Peter tucked away the flat head, surveying the military-tech-marked equipment around him. A sudden idea sparked in his mind—this could be a way to make a fortune.

Ding.

Peter dialed the number Dexter had given him.

"Who is this? How did you get my number?" A mature-sounding woman answered the phone. The background noise indicated she was surrounded by military-tech soldiers.

"Ms. Stott, I know you're looking for your military-tech equipment. I assume you wouldn't want it to fall into the hands of those gangs in Night City," Peter said.

"All our equipment is in your hands?" Stott sounded skeptical, but the mention of the equipment she was responsible for piqued her interest.

"No, no, I just broke into the Maelstrom gang's stronghold. Guess what I found in their warehouse?" Peter said with a smirk.

"You mean the Maelstrom gang intercepted our convoy?" Stott's voice tightened with suspicion.

"Exactly. And they're not the only ones who would dare rob from us," Peter replied nonchalantly.

"Well, what do you want for it?" Stott asked, her voice taking on a professional tone.

"Fifty thousand euros," Peter stated without hesitation.

Stott paused for a moment before responding, "Fifty thousand euros? That's fair, considering the value of the crew cut. You can keep the rest of the equipment, but I'll take the crew cut off your hands."

Peter gave the exact location of the Whole Foods factory. "The Whole Foods factory, Ms. Stott. I trust you can find it."

Without another word, Stott hung up the phone, obviously preparing to head over with her team.

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"Jack, you and David take the guns below and find a suitable buyer. V and Lucy, take Xiaopingtou back to the apartment. I'll handle the deal with Stott," Peter said, strategizing his next move.

Peter wasn't foolish enough to hand over all the military-grade weapons. The pile of weapons in the warehouse was worth at least 20,000 euros. Even small profits mattered. But the Curry military tech, especially Xiaopingtou, was worth far more.

"No problem. We'll go ahead. The Ritz Bar is waiting for you," Jack said, giving Peter a thumbs-up.

V walked up to Peter. "Be careful, and make sure you stay safe while dealing with those company people."

"It's fine. Don't you know my skills?" Peter laughed confidently.

After Jack and the others left, Peter waited for another ten minutes.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the quiet warehouse, and Peter stepped outside, spotting several military-tech soldiers armed with live ammunition.

"Don't move! Stay right there!" one of the soldiers yelled, pointing his gun at Peter.

A woman in high heels entered the Whole Foods factory. As soon as she stepped inside, she frowned at the grim scene. The blood on the floor and the bodies scattered around painted a chilling picture.

"Are you the one who called me just now?" Stott's voice held a mix of curiosity and caution. Although the scene in the factory was gruesome, it didn't faze her.

Peter smirked. "Wow, I'd advise you not to let any of your men point a gun at me if I were you."

Peter hadn't killed all the soldiers yet, but that didn't mean he wouldn't if it came to it. He just didn't want to waste his energy on them.

"Put your guns down," Stott ordered, her voice suddenly filled with unease. For some reason, Peter's words had struck a chord with her, and she felt a chill run down her spine. She signaled for her soldiers to lower their weapons.

"Where's the equipment I asked for?" Stott demanded, her tone flat.

"Shouldn't we settle the payment first, Ms. Stott, before you take possession of the goods?" Peter smiled, maintaining a calm demeanor. When dealing with rich clients, he always knew how to play it cool.

Stott's eyes glinted as she quickly transferred the 50,000 euros to Peter's account. "There. You have your payment. Now, show me the goods."

Peter gave a satisfied grin. "I'll take you to the warehouse right now."

He led Stott and her soldiers to the area where the stolen goods were stored.

As Stott looked around, she recognized the equipment. It was indeed the stolen gear from the transport convoy, but something was missing—Xiaopingtou, the prototype robot.

Stott's face darkened. She had paid the 50,000 euros because of Xiaopingtou, and without it, the equipment was only worth about 40,000 euros.

"Where's Xiaopingtou?" Stott asked, her voice icy with anger.

Peter feigned innocence. "Xiaopingtou? What's that? When I arrived, all I found were these items."

He shrugged casually, his expression giving nothing away.

"Boss, he didn't lie," one of the soldiers, who had been scanning Peter from the start, spoke up, confirming Peter's claim.

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