"Stop!"
Just as Mo'er was roaring and about to attack, the black-clad Agent who had been speaking to Berry and the others pulled out a remote control and pressed it decisively.
As the red button was pressed, the electronic shackles on Mo'er's hands and feet instantly emitted dazzling electric light.
Mo'er's piercing scream rang out, the anger on her face immediately twisted by pain.
But after howling for a while, she stopped.
Because she fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious, knocking over several chairs in the process.
"That was close, just barely."
The black-clad Agent gasped, his forehead covered in sweat.
Luckily, he was quick, otherwise something bad would have happened.
"We've caused you trouble, we're very sorry. If Ms. Berry is unwilling to accept, we will take Mo'er back."
The black-clad Agent had stopped Mo'er, which was fine, but the problem was that he seemed to be the one who brought this trouble.
So, seeing that woman almost go crazy, the Honeycomb Mercenaries all looked at this group of Mercenaries with unfriendly eyes.
Clearly, they suspected these guys were here to cause trouble.
If Berry hadn't spoken yet, they would have certainly kicked these people out.
But Berry, who had been calm and composed from Mo'er's near outburst until now, clearly had different thoughts.
She looked at Mo'er, who had fainted on the ground, and this time hadn't leaked anything, and felt it was necessary to save her.
After all, she was a familiar face.
"Two people, carry this guy to the cubicle in the basement. Oh, and use my six-centimeter thick iron chain to tie her up."
Berry took the controller from the black-clad Agent's hand and said.
"We'll take this job, put the money in my account, but we can't guarantee a cure."
"Yes, yes, we understand that."
The black-clad Agent had originally thought there was no hope, but now with this sudden turn of events, he thought he was dreaming.
"This, Boss..."
"Get to work. Your boss here is kind-hearted and can't stand to see suffering people suffer."
Saying this, Berry instructed her subordinates to put the person in the basement cell.
Hmm, now she's really become a Dungeon Master... "Are you awake?"
In the dim dungeon, Berry hadn't even splashed a bucket of water on Mo'er's head when the latter opened her eyes and woke up.
Berry had no choice but to put the bucket down sullenly.
"Where is this?"
The awakened Mo'er found herself bound to a chair with a large iron chain. The surroundings were empty, with only an iron grille vent and a solid iron door.
In a daze, she even thought she had entered Militech's interrogation room.
But even so, she remained quite calm and looked at the black-haired Girl in front of her.
"Your sweet new home, of course."
Berry shrugged and answered easily.
"I've checked your physical condition, and it's indeed very bad. Like a mining cart, your body's cyberware is almost screaming. No wonder you're always going crazy."
"Heh."
Mo'er scoffed, not speaking.
So many doctors hadn't been able to cure her; she didn't believe this short person in front of her could come up with any solution.
"Hey, don't think about giving up treatment yet. I think you can still be saved."
"Heh, don't make me laugh. I'm in too much pain to laugh. Now, while I can still control myself, just shoot me. It's the best option for both you and me."
"Hey, look, you're getting agitated, aren't you?"
Berry patted Mo'er's head like an adult.
Seeing the other party's extremely insulting action, Mo'er originally wanted to dodge, but the iron chains binding her made it impossible for her to even move a finger. She could only clench her teeth in suppressed anger, forced to endure Berry's head-patting 'education'.
"I can save you, I'm not joking."
Berry sat back in her chair, looking relaxed at Mo'er, who was trapped like Lu Bu at White Gate Tower.
"Those doctors didn't dare to dismantle you simply because of the proprietary software in your Militech cyberware. And coincidentally, the person in front of you is Night City's best cyberware expert."
"Heh heh, so what? Even if I live after all my cyberware is dismantled, I'll just be a paralyzed cripple. What good would that do you?"
"I say, young lady, don't bring the company's ways here. We, the Hive, are a loving organization, and we save people without expecting anything in return."
"Heh heh, really, if my head wasn't hurting right now, I'd actually laugh at that joke."
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