If you want street drama, you go to Shenyang Street; if you want father-son drama, you have to watch Arasaka.
Jackie Welles, the unknown generation successor of the Wells Family, swore right now that even if he died of old age in a rocking chair, he would recall everything he was currently witnessing before closing his eyes for the last time.
Just moments ago, after a strange conversation between father and son outside, and just when Jackie and the others thought the weaker Yorinobu was about to compromise, Yorinobu Arasaka suddenly erupted, grabbing his old man Saburo Arasaka by the neck and slamming him against the TV screen.
A loud thud made V and Jackie behind the wall tremble.
The two felt like they had been electrocuted, their hair standing on end, large beads of sweat popping out on their foreheads, and all they could hear was the choking whimper of the aged Saburo Arasaka being strangled.
"Now you don't have to tolerate my rebellion anymore!"
Yorinobu Arasaka gasped, his eyes red, gnashing his teeth as he spoke. He released his arm, and Saburo Arasaka clutched his throat, letting out a difficult wheeze.
Just as Jackie and the others thought Yorinobu Arasaka had gone soft, Yorinobu, after cursing, suddenly gripped Saburo's throat again. This time, he didn't hold back; Yorinobu exerted deadly force, and Saburo's head, covered in age spots, instantly turned crimson.
The elderly Saburo was completely unable to resist. Yorinobu choked him tightly until Saburo completely suffocated and his ancient heart stopped beating.
Saburo Arasaka was dead, killed by his own son.
The man born in 1919, who founded the evil Arasaka Empire, finally "died peacefully" on his 158th birthday.
At this moment, Yorinobu Arasaka, the 'Father-Avenger' who accomplished this great feat, was not fighting alone. Arthas, the Filial Son of Lordaeron, and Mordred, the Filial Daughter of Great Britain, were all watching him complete his "coming-of-age ceremony."
Of course, if that were truly the case, Berry would be overjoyed.
Unfortunately, the so-called Filial Piety between Father and Son was reversed; compared to Yorinobu Arasaka, Saburo Arasaka was truly a scoundrel.
The old man had long ago uploaded his consciousness into a relic chip, intending to use his son as his physical body. His obedient eldest son, Arasaka Kei, had been blown up, so his younger son, Yorinobu Arasaka, became his target.
Otherwise, given Yorinobu Arasaka's previous acts of rebellion against the Arasaka Corporation, Saburo would have executed him long ago.
The withered corpse slumped to the ground with a thud. Yorinobu Arasaka, as if waking from a dream, spread his hands in surprise and uncertainty, somewhat at a loss.
He walked aimlessly for a while before collapsing onto the table in dismay.
"It's over, we're completely screwed this time." Jackie, too, was mumbling in fear, his mind a chaotic mess, only knowing that they were definitely screwed.
Saburo Arasaka died here; this cursed place would surely be dug up three feet deep, and there was no way they could hide.
Meanwhile, Yorinobu Arasaka gradually recovered, stood up, and walked to his father's corpse, looking at Saburo's pathetic dead body.
"I want... I want to seal off the entire hotel."
"What is the reason?" the artificial intelligence voice in the room responded.
Yorinobu knelt down, felt Saburo's pulse, and confirmed that Saburo was truly dead. "My father was murdered."
"Red alert activated," the cold artificial intelligence stated. "Please note, Konpeki Plaza has fully activated a red alert. Please remain in your room and obey any instructions from our hotel staff."
"What happened?"
Hearing the alarm, the elevator opened, and Adam Smasher and Goro Takemura quickly walked in. Goro Takemura, in particular, jogged towards Saburo on the ground but was stopped by Yorinobu.
"Someone... someone poisoned my father."
"Poisoned?" Goro Takemura was somewhat incredulous.
But Berry agreed, saying, "You don't understand. Physical toxins are also toxins."
The rest was simple: Yorinobu, using his authority as the new head of the Arasaka Family, forced Goro to leave with him. As the elevator doors closed, silence returned to the room—except for the addition of Saburo Arasaka's corpse.
"What exactly happened just now?" BUG, who had lost control of the camera, couldn't help but ask the few people who had been silent until now.
"Yorinobu... he killed Saburo." Hearing BUG's voice, V came back to her senses and said with a trembling voice.
"That was his own father..." Jackie was equally shocked.
Earlier, Jackie had called Yorinobu a coward, but now that Yorinobu had successfully proven himself by ending Saburo's tyranny with his own hands, Jackie was thoroughly scared.
What was this called, a Fair-Weather Friend?
However, neither of them was in the mood to dwell on these matters; they were preparing to make a quick escape.
"Don't you understand?! This place will soon be swarming with Arasaka Agents!" BUG's voice was extremely urgent. "Damn it, we're finished!"
"Damn it, what do we do now?" Jackie and V exchanged glances, seeing the panic in each other's eyes.
According to the plot, BUG would soon help them open a window in the system for them to escape, then BUG would be turned into 'roasted brain flowers' by the Arasaka Hacker who discovered him. Then Jackie and V, who escaped through the window, would also be discovered by drones and shot down into the alley below.
That's where things went bad.
But the future Berry had arranged was quite different.
"BUG, log off the network, save your own life!" Arno said calmly, a stark contrast to his two pale-faced companions who were scared stiff.
"What? You guys will be..." BUG was very confused when he heard this.
"I have a plan. Arasaka's Hackers have also accessed the building's network. I'll handle Jackie and V! If you don't want to end up as roasted brain flowers, log off the network quickly!"
"Yes, BUG, save yourself first!" Jackie and V also heard their communication. Although they were the ones deeply trapped in the enemy's lair, hearing that BUG was in danger, they all urged her to escape quickly.
"You guys..." BUG's voice sounded hesitant and struggling, finally turning into an expletive. "Damn it, this is truly suffering!"
BUG, who always had Greek philosophical maxims on his lips, finally let out a harsh curse.
"You all better stay alive..., take care..." BUG logged off.
"Good, one got away, but now what do we do?" Jackie looked at Arno. Had Arno said he had a plan earlier?
"Follow me!" Arno wasted no words, leading the way up the stairs from where Saburo had descended. Jackie and V exchanged glances, then without hesitation, strode to follow Arno.
Their footsteps consecutively passed over the deceased Saburo Arasaka. This man, who had made countless people live in nightmares, had finally become a cold, lifeless corpse.
The glass door at the top of the stairs opened to an external corridor along the wall. Outside, the sky had darkened, and a light rain was falling, making everything foggy.
But the three had no time to stay and admire the scenery. Arno led the way, walking quickly towards the rooftop.
"Look up, there are two enemies, see them?" Arno, wearing sunglasses, squatted down and waved to stop the two behind him.
"The one on the left is mine, you two take care of the one on the right!"
The rooftop was a small helipad, where Saburo Arasaka's av was parked. Saburo's two suit-wearing sumo Bodyguards, unaware that their master was dead, were still guarding the surroundings on the rooftop.
Just by their size, the two big sumo wrestlers clearly had extraordinary skills. It was to be expected, as Saburo Arasaka's Bodyguards, their skills would definitely not be lacking.
But Arno didn't pay them any mind. As a robot, he had far surpassed human limits; in the face of flesh and blood, he was invincible.
In the sparse rain, Arno's large hand suddenly clamped around the massive head of the sumo wrestler, who was facing away from him. The sumo wrestlers, despite wearing ridiculous masks, were undoubtedly skilled. Suddenly grabbed, the large hand, almost without hesitation, seized Arno's arm, attempting a back throw.
A thousand pounds of force came from the clenched hand; an ordinary person would have been subdued, but Arno was a robot. The sumo wrestler pulled hard but couldn't move him an inch; Arno still held his large head firmly.
Before the sumo wrestler could even be surprised, Arno moved again.
The high-energy battery in his chest furiously discharged electricity, and the miniature hydraulic pump in his right arm frantically pulsed. Like a bolt of lightning, Arno's fist pierced through the opponent's white suit and the bulletproof skin beneath it, drilling straight into the fleshy tissue.
"Ugh~..." Thick blood flowed from under the mask. With a squelch, Arno's fist, covered in thick blood, burst out of the sumo wrestler's lower abdomen, bringing with it a gush of viscous blood.
Clutching the sumo wrestler's neck, Arno slowly lowered the lifeless body to the ground.
On the other side, Jackie and V also moved in.
Although V had Yorinobu's pistol, the black and white painted "Kongou," she wasn't sure if she could take down this big guy with one shot.
So Jackie went first, lunging forward, almost jumping to tackle the sumo wrestler to the ground, also sending himself sprawling in the rain. The moment the sumo wrestler fell, V rushed forward, dragging the sumo wrestler's leg backward, making the sumo wrestler, who was trying to stand up, fall back onto the concrete floor.
"Damn it, V, shoot!" Jackie, his clothes soaked, struggled to his feet and pounced on the sumo wrestler, yelling for V to act.
"Die!"
"Bang bang bang~!"
V fired several shots into the sumo wrestler's head in the rain, directly shattering his bulletproof skin and scattering fragments of his skull and internal electronic components, ensuring he was thoroughly dead before stopping her finger.
"Good, come here!" Seeing that the two had also dealt with their enemy, Arno shook his head, motioning for them to follow.
Arno strode over to Saburo Arasaka's av.
The av door was open, and some items were still inside.
The most striking, naturally, was the ancient-looking katana.
This was Saburo's personal sword—the katana "Satori."
Drawing it, the snow-white blade gleamed with a chilling light, sending shivers down one's spine. The wave-like hamon glowed with a faint blue, adding a touch of mystery and elegance to the sharp blade.
"Satori," originally Saburo's personal sword from the late 1990s, had, after being refitted with a blade forged from super-hard alloy, become virtually indestructible. Ordinary cyberware and metals would be easily cut through like paper in its presence.
In the game, it is also one of the strongest katanas.
With that thought, Arno picked up the sword and tossed it to V behind him.
"Take it, V. Saburo's personal sword. After we get out, auctioning it off could buy half of Night City."
But taking "Satori" was not Arno's ultimate goal. There is no profit without exchange; having taken the sword, he also had to leave something behind.
Accompanied by mechanical sounds, Arno's right arm skin split open, and a dark cannon barrel popped out.
The big one is coming, Berry could only say that.
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