【Cyberpunk 2077 Fanfiction】

"You mean to say that Dexter Deshawn's business is now yours?"

Inside the black car, V stared at the mysterious female middleman wearing sunglasses and asked questions.

"Yes," the middlewoman replied.

"Then why should I believe you?"

“Then why do you believe the fat black man who has been on the run for two years and suddenly shows up again? This is Night City.” The female middleman replied with a sneer.

"I have explained what I should tell you. Will you do this order or not?"

“Why not?” V replied.

"Great! Finally, let me ask you a personal question. Do you want to be a nobody or become famous?"

Leo is a simple, pure, and easily satisfied person. Unlike those who like to save the world, he only pursues two small things in his life - money and immortality.

But even such humble and harmless requests are obstructed by many "big men", making him unhappy.

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Arasaka Saburo, Batman, Iron Man, Black Panther... and other names are all recorded in his little notebook, which is really very - very - very annoying!

And that damn Joker, he hates the Joker!

He swore that if he could control Arkham Asylum one day, he would enforce the policy of "lobotomizing the brain when entering prison" and let those damn guys spend their old age in the ward forever!

Finally, he would like to praise his dear V (Vivian), V (Vera), and V (Veronica).

They come from different backgrounds, from the streets, the wilderness, and the company, but they are equally gentle, virtuous, beautiful and kind. Especially Vivian, who came from the streets. He loved her more than anything else, not because she was crackling bones behind him...

"Have you finished writing your suicide note?" Vivian smiled, "When you're done, go on your way - scumbag!"