(Cyberpunk 2077 fanfiction, when Arthur arrives in the cyberpunk world) From the steam train with black smoke in the wasteland, to the floating car that travels freely in the neon lights, from the lawless western bandit on horseback, to the traveler walking on the edge of the world on a motorcycle, alone, two legends. Arthur completed his destined redemption. When he faced the world surrounded by "civilization", in 2077, the world was divided into civilization and crime. The civilized era was as barbaric as before. The cowboy of the past came to today two hundred years later. Can he leave a glass of wine called "cowboy" in this world?

There is no vehicle that cannot be solved by an armor-piercing submunition. If there is one, then get a magazine!

What? Are there many people on the other side?

Then let's use firepower to cover it.

Injury to innocent people? That's none of my business.

Innocent people;? ? ? ? ?