I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

The leading Luddite gang, who strides towards me, has a face that resembles a mouse. Not just a rat, but an image of a wild rat with a very ferocious and filthy temper.

Ripped eyes, wide forehead.

Dog oil is coated around the scar on his face, and his chin is rough with unmanaged beards sprouting like weeds.

It stretched out its tanned face and stared intently at me, so close, so close that it almost touched.

Your fingertips get cold. Two eyes meet each other

Even though he looked up at me from a lower position than me due to his small stature, his momentum did not die at all.

The creepy eyes of a human who has seen a lot of blood are pressing on him. The breath I exhaled upward touched my chin, and I flinched involuntarily.

“He said he was a hand butcher… .”

Words that are slurred and slurred as if they were bringing up an insignificant story.

“Have you ever killed anyone? You can tell just by looking at your eyes.”

“… .”

“I don’t know about the others, but I can’t fool my eyes. I don’t think it was this person in the first place. Why did you go out?”

Well, if I don’t stop it, it looks like you’re going to have a big accident with that precious girl in the house.

If I do that, the bar will be ruined, and I may be cut off for not doing my job properly.

I owe Dragon President in many ways. You should do it as far as you can.

It is a sense of its own professional vocation. I wonder if the terrorists will understand.

He said, forcing himself to press down on the rising inside.

“Sir, please go back to your seat. I know we’ve been offended by each other, but why don’t we talk about it?”

“Good conversation. But do you want to talk to that girl? If the lady politely apologizes to us, then we’ll step down too.”

“… .”

“Honestly, isn’t that the one who did us wrong in the first place? huh? At the beginning of the conversation, he speaks without saying anything.

But if we had to go back without even a single word of apology, wouldn’t it be a bit unfair?”

It’s not wrong at all.

If you look at the purely human-to-human relationship, apart from class, wealth, and status, it is true that Alexandra was the first to make a mistake a hundred times.

The problem is that human relationships cannot be established without external factors such as wealth and power in the first place.

In a society where inheritance became a class, there was a clear gap between the young girls of aristocratic chaebol families and the workers at the bottom of the factory.

A disparity that wouldn’t dare to insult rudeness or ask for an apology.

Ignoring such a background and asking that you step down if you apologize in the first place… I just want to get one.

With common sense, would that high-spirited lady apologize? You should be grateful for just stepping back.

Previously, this lady provoked them, but this time the Luddite gangs over there provoked this side.

And it caught on nicely.

Do you think that Alexandra is not even worth mixing up with?

Was it bothersome to get up again, or was it that he was trying to keep his promise not to fight? Fortunately, this time it was quiet.

Instead, her attendant, a bodyguard wearing sunglasses, comes out.

After hearing that the lady she serves doesn’t flirt with some bastard. If you’re going to stay still, you’ll have to get your bodyguard ticket off.

“What did you say?”

The way he screams and approaches wearing a suit that looks like it’s about to explode makes it feel like a living iron wall is moving.

Indeed, as well as trained bodyguards from wealthy families, the momentum was no joke.

The problem is that even though the bodyguards with two heads bigger than themselves are so terribly beaten, Luddite, who is at the forefront, does not change even a single word.

It seemed as if there was a corner where he believed in something.

For a moment, one side of my chest fluttered.

Is that really shit?

Can’t a member of the Luddite gang, who claims to have terrorized the entire Detroit block, not even that much back and forth?

No way. The Luddite Gang and Dead Cell were aptitude groups that we often met in the game.

Even the clearing missions given as sub-quests were played quite often. And the difficulty was never easy.

The madness of charging without fear of death also played a part, but above all, they were intelligent enemies.

On the npc topic, the resentment of being so clever and f**king the player was soaring.

A terrorist gang under the NCPD’s red wanted for no reason, despite its position as an achievement in the city, it is not yet tenaciously maintained.

Clearly there was something. There was no way I was just provocative.

If you leave it like this, an accident will surely happen.

Both sides have to avoid clashes.

He said as he stretched out his hands to the side, sandwiched between them.

“Guys, please stop. It will be difficult if you keep doing this.”

“Hand butcher, you better get out of the way. They made a big mistake. Leaving this alone will tarnish her honor.”

The words of the bodyguards bluntly pushing me away.

I was pushed helplessly… Like Ottogi, he returned to his place and stood. My chest is tingling a bit.

“… .”

I’m getting some heat from this. Acting as a mediator was notoriously difficult.

I feel like I want to let them fight amongst themselves. The problem is that I can’t.

It felt like my head was getting hot, and I spit it out with a whimper.

“Stop it, bastard. It’s true that the lady over there was a bit arrogant, honestly.

Honor is a bitch, you’ve already done damage to your own honor from the moment you arguing with others.”

“… What?”

The red-hot eyes stare at me as if they are piercing the sunglasses.

He flinched as he thought he was going to shoot a laser at any moment, but he didn’t stop and continued talking.

This time towards Luddite.

“And there… Those of you who look ugly, please stop now. That’s enough to complain about it.

Just by looking at him, he has a lot of money and power. Do you really need to touch him? Do you want to see the police come and destroy everything? uh? Don’t you have eyes that see like that?”

Silence flows for a moment.

The bodyguards were staring behind me, hardened by the words I spit.

Exchanging glances with Alexandra seemed to ask me what to do.

I want to just grab her by the neck and beat her with her fist, but she’s a samurai candidate she’s been eyeing, so I can’t seem to get a hold of her until permission is given.

And the Luddite gang… .

The dwarf man in the rat statue standing in front of them is smiling.

I thought I looked very funny, so I made a creaking sound and laughed as if I was pressing a sprayer filled with a little water.

He broke his breath so hard that he suddenly said with a smirk.

“Why?”

“… .”

“Why do you end up fighting like this? Is it like this originally? No, it can’t be.

Is there any manager who actively intervenes in the affairs of the rich to this extent? I’m sure there must be some reason to keep interfering. What is it?”

Words spoken by licking the lips with the tongue.

“Shall we be honest with each other? Do you know who we are?

So are you blocking it? I’m afraid we’ll buy it. Other than that, I can’t explain it.”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about. How do I know who the guests are?”

this crazy… Intellectually insane bastards of terrorists. One eye is terribly fast.

I thought he was an unusual human being, but he must have looked through my mind.

But you shouldn’t show it on the outside. Maybe it’s because I’m just trying to poke it once in a while.

So, as calmly as possible, keeping his facial expression unchanged, he spoke in a low-pitched voice.

At my lukewarm reaction, Guy Luddite tilts his head. ‘Oh, isn’t it?’ as if to say. I guess it was right that I just stabbed it.

“I think you are right… You looked carefully at us earlier. I thought I saw something back then.”

“What do you keep seeing? Do you have delusional disorder? There was nothing to see.”

Although he deliberately used strong provocative words to dispel doubts, he did not appear angry at all.

Rather, he continues to stroke his neat beard as if it were interesting.

For me, I had goosebumps all over my neck.

If I look into the abyss for a long time, the abyss also looks into me.

I had forgotten that if I could observe them, they could also observe me.

While I gazed at the hammer tattoos hidden on their collars, Captain Luddite noticed that I was watching them.

A fact that I realize every time.

This was not a game, but a real world, and they weren’t npc’s, but real men who were menacing and clever.

hook-.

Suddenly, the dwarf Captain Luddite leaned towards me. He brushed my side with his twisted head and whispered into my ear.

“No matter how you look at it, I think it’s right to know.”

“What the hell are you talking about—”

“By the way, to introduce myself, my name is Ned Ludd. Have you ever heard of it?”

Ned Rudd.

The name ‘Ludite’ was given to the mechanical destruction movement that took place in England in the 19th century from that name.

A fictitious figure known to have led the Luddite movement.

Whenever a factory machine breaks down for some unknown reason, workers say, ‘Ned Rudd did it.’ excused,

Even when asked about the leader after forming a secret society, ‘This is General Ned Rudd.’ said to have answered

And hundreds of years later, Dusk City in the 22nd century.

There is only one class of people who dare to wear the title ‘Ned Rudd’.

Luddite’s chieftain. Terrorist leaders leading the gang.

Of the only three General Ned Rudd, we do not know who the man in front of us is.

The important thing is that he’s not just an ordinary gang member.

One name, Ned Rudd, had so many meanings.

Should this be called the curse of knowledge?

Not many people know about this name, but unfortunately I was one of them.

Watching my pupils relax and enlarge for a moment, Ned Rudd raised the corners of his mouth and whispered.

“You knew it too. Because my feelings have never been wrong.”

“… .”

“Can I make a suggestion?”

The guy speaks in a sweet voice.

“Pretend you don’t know and run away. Then you will save me I liked it.

You are the first person to act so well in front of me. He’s not a good person to live as a bar clerk. Hey, isn’t that a nickname for nothing?”

“… .”

“If you are interested in what we do, you are always welcome, so come to Detroit. I’ll treat you well. huh? Understand?”

Now he has even received a scouting offer for a terrorist gang.

It’s crazy, really.