Others were equally bewildered; they hadn't said anything just now.
The voice kept shouting,
"Kill them! Rescue the old captain!"
And the voice was growing louder, with more and more people joining the chant, coming closer.
The sound pierced through the pouring rain until everyone could hear it clearly, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, even overpowering the rain.
"Anyone who dares to touch Reyes is against us, and if they're against us, we'll kill them!"
"Yeah, kill them!"
As everyone knows, Night City is full of exceptional people.
On average, for every 100 people, there are 190 guns and 2,000 rounds of ammunition.
Even if you're not part of the mercenaries or gangs, just a seemingly honest street vendor, there's a good chance a loaded handgun is hidden in your storage box.
On the rainy night streets, Seth returned and showed Faraday what Reyes meant by unity.
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