"Boss, there's a pretty chick over there!"
One of the younger members of the Tiger Claw Gang pointed at Lucy, who was not far away. They completely ignored Peter, who was standing beside her.
"Oh? Let me see."
The gang's little leader, a man covered in tattoos, turned his gaze toward Lucy. The moment he saw her, his eyes gleamed with desire.
"Hiss! That's a fine piece of work."
The Tiger Claw Gang was notorious for kidnapping beautiful women, turning them into sex dolls, and selling them to high-end clients. Most of the s*x dolls in Genting came from them. The "training process" was always handled by members of the gang, something they enjoyed far too much.
Peter noticed one of the gang members whispering to the tattooed leader, their eyes locked on Lucy. One of them reached out toward her.
Peter's expression darkened.
These scumbags never change.
"Hey, boy, is your girlfriend nice—"
Boom!
One of the Tiger Claw Gang members, unable to hold back his impulses, walked up to Peter. Before he could finish his sentence, Peter struck.
A single punch.
Half of the man's body disappeared instantly, exploding into a cloud of blood and flesh. A thick red mist sprayed over the rest of the gang members, who froze in shock.
"Aaahhh!"
The tattooed leader, who had been chatting with his subordinate just a second ago, was now trembling. He hadn't expected that the seemingly ordinary man before him would kill one of his brothers so effortlessly.
"You idiot!"
The leader quickly pulled out his gun and fired at Peter.
But just as he pulled the trigger—
Peter and Lucy disappeared from sight.
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Hidden behind cover, Lucy turned to Peter, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Peter, I actually wanted to test out the monomolecular lines in my hands. I had Victor find these for me two days ago," she said, pulling out two nearly invisible wires.
Peter's sharp eyesight allowed him to notice the tiny saw-like edges on the wires. No wonder these things could slice through people so effortlessly in the game. But seeing them in action in real life? That was something else entirely.
"Go ahead," Peter said with a smirk. "Try them out."
Lucy grinned and leaped out from behind cover.
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"There she is!"
"Chick, you can't run!"
Several gang members fired at Lucy simultaneously, but her eyes glowed red.
"Zzzzt—!"
She hacked into their cyberware, sending powerful electrical shocks through their bodies.
Suddenly, the gang members convulsed as electric currents surged through them. Their movements became erratic, their bodies twitching uncontrollably.
Then, Lucy moved.
With a flick of her hands, the monomolecular wires slashed through the air.
For a second, the gang members stood still, confusion in their eyes. Then—
Thud.
Arms and legs fell to the ground.
At first, they felt nothing. But the moment they saw their severed limbs, the pain hit.
Screams filled the air.
Sweat poured down their faces as they writhed in agony, blood pooling beneath them.
The tattooed leader managed to override the cyberattack just in time, rolling out of the way before Lucy's wires could slice him. He pulled out his Ajax pistol and took aim at her.
But Peter was already beside him.
Before the leader could react, Peter shoved his fingers into the barrel of the gun.
The leader pulled the trigger.
Boom!
The gun exploded.
The leader's right hand was instantly shredded, leaving behind a bloody stump. He collapsed to the ground, screaming. He was now just like the others—crippled, helpless, drenched in his own blood.
"You… you don't know who you're messing with!" the leader stammered, his face pale from the pain. "We are the Tiger Claw Gang! When our boss finds out about this, he'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs! And that btch? She'll be turned into a sx doll and put on display at Genting!"
Peter tilted his head, unimpressed.
"Tiger Claws, huh?"
He raised his foot and stomped on the leader's leg.
Crunch!
Bone shattered.
"Aaahhh!!!"
Peter moved up, crushing the man's leg all the way to his thigh. The sickening sound of breaking bones echoed through the parking lot.
"Tell your boss my name is Peter," he said, squatting down beside the leader. "I was the one who hit Genting last time. If he's got the guts, he can come find me. Of course… in a few days, I'll be coming for him first."
Meanwhile, Lucy had finished her work. Every gang member had been reduced to pieces. The one who had whispered to the leader earlier? Lucy had cut him into sixteen pieces.
The parking lot looked like a slaughterhouse.
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"We're leaving this one alive?" Lucy asked, glancing at the barely conscious leader.
"Yeah," Peter said. "In a few days, I'm wiping out the Tiger Claw Gang. Might as well let him deliver the message."
Lucy smirked. "Got it."
She wiped her wires clean, retracting them.
"Let's go. V's race is about to start. My Lady of the Lake has Delamain's program installed—it can drive itself home."
Lucy climbed into the driver's seat.
"It's my first time driving, though," she teased. "Hope you don't get mad if I crash."
Peter grinned. "Every time you crash, I'll punish you. Each dent equals a penalty."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "You're so not serious right now."
But her face turned slightly red as she recalled the events of last night. Peter had too much energy. At least, in the future, V would help balance things out…
She glanced at Peter. Did he know?
Shaking her head, she focused on the road.
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When they arrived at the racing venue, a woman spotted Peter's car and gasped.
"Yo! Peter, is that the Lady of the Lake?!"
Claire, a well-known racer, was stunned.
This wasn't just any sports car. The Lady of the Lake was a top-tier supercar, limited to only 100 units worldwide. Claire had only ever seen it in pictures.
Peter stepped out and smiled.
"Yeah, it's Lucy's car. We're here to watch V race."
Claire was still in disbelief. "Damn. I knew you had money, but I didn't know you had this much money."
Peter just shrugged.
Then, his eyes landed on V.
She was standing by Claire's car, dressed in a sleek black leather racing suit that hugged her figure perfectly. Her confident smirk, her piercing eyes, her sharp beauty—she drew the attention of everyone around her.
Peter blinked.
"Wait… Claire, where the hell did you find that?" he asked, pointing at V.
He had seen V in the game before. But seeing her here, in real life, looking like a total pro racer?
Yeah.
Peter was stupidly impressed.
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