I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

infamous manhunter,

To some extent, the feelings of male hunter Alekei are understandable.

It must have been absurd and disgraceful for a waiter who looked weak and ungrateful like me to threaten that if he touched it again, he would cut off his fingernails.

He’s that Man Hunter.

In the back world of Dusk City, Ronin occupies the position of a predator in the food chain of weak meat eaters.

He must have been shocked at the reckless remarks of ordinary people who regarded them as prey or prey in front of him, who had lived by eating the flesh and blood of others countless times.

He would have wanted to Jailbreak, and he would have wanted to see me perplexed.

Then, when I saw that I was so overpowered that I couldn’t even lift the chainsaw properly and dragged it around, I couldn’t stand it.

I wondered if he was shouting out loud because there was something he believed in, but now that I look at it, that’s not the case.

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My hands must have been itching to see him wriggle his buttocks as he spoke so loudly.

Thus, Alekei Algeevich Gergeev could not stand his lustful desires.

He got up and stretched out his hand with the thought that he would satisfy his sadism, shame on the cheeky waiter, and make fun of him.

Ignoring my warning.

And understanding it and accepting it as it is is a completely different matter.

If there was one thing he overlooked, it was that he expected me to be here to some extent.

And it’s not that I’m an incompetent prey.

His eyes would only see me gasping with my back and gasping, but I kept my posture low and listened to everything.

Taking advantage of the noise from the ronins inside the bar, the manhunter naturally stood up from his chair.

The sound of his gang, the ronins of the Bratva gang of similar Slavic origin, giggling and laughing as if they could guess what was going to happen next to him.

The sound of light footsteps approaching gradually. The vibration caused by the studded faux-leather shoes gets closer and closer.

A part of my cold, cold brain stinged. The senses are sharp as a razor blade, and it takes in the information around it.

The distance between the manhunter and me, his approaching posture, and the wavelength of the faint visible light emitted by the luminescent manicure element on his extended fingertips.

Its approaching speed is engulfed in the brain as a realm of abstract experience.

I knew what I had to do and what I could do.

The chip in my head flickers. The expanded sense signaled the gradually approaching moment.

… it is now

Click.

As if answering the call, the switch was turned on.

Whee-ee-hee-hee-hee-ee

The Man Hunter’s stout grips rumbled through the air.

Where the trajectory will go and how long it will take to reach the destination is clearly drawn.

And as far as it can be seen, it was not difficult to block or avoid it.

If I had used the speed of that high modified body to the fullest and swung it, I might not have been able to react.

The Man Hunter looked down on me so much, so I adjusted my strength and moved my palms.

You must have thought that it would be better to move at a moderately slow pace in order to shame me and satisfy my own desires.

And that was a painful mistake for him.

… caught

The hand that was about to pound my butt stopped with the characteristic brain-melting texture.

Pulled by an unknown force, its strong grip, which was aiming for its prey, cuts through the air and rubs its pants.

The next moment, I grabbed the staggering hunter’s arm and placed my foot on the shriveled palm.

The sole of the shoe made of carbon rubber carries as much weight as possible and presses the skin on the bare skin.

The face of the infamous male hunter who sat down contorted, and I could see the screams gradually leaking from his twisted mouth.

The surprise, bewilderment, and dark red eyes of hostility and murder in those looking up eyes.

At the same time, the pressure of force to somehow pull out the hand is exhilarating from under your feet.

Instead of reflecting on their actions, they are ready to kill me as soon as I regain my freedom.

I was definitely determined to see it. I was even thinking of ending it here if I were to step back, but based on the reaction, I don’t think there is a need for that.

I’m just thankful that even the slightest hesitation has been removed.

Turn your gaze downwards.

The manhunter’s shoulder, chest, upper arm and forearm’s swollen artificial muscles, who almost had his whole body covered by a machine, were exerting tremendous power to release one hand that was caught together.

In the current state, I also forgot about my body fatigue, and I am exerting the best possible muscle strength, but… Still, the basic body specifications themselves were too attached.

I can’t stand it like this

If I let it go, even if I smashed the whole floor tile, I’ll somehow get rid of my feet.

I knew instinctively what to do to stop it.

When I focused my nerves on one point, I saw a circuit where numerous electrical signals were extending out.

A crystal of densely connected artificial muscle fiber bundles in the arms of Ronin, a homosexual with paraphilia.

A flow of muscle strength that is excited and contracted according to signals sent by motor neurons in the brain.

As if my head was on fire in real time, I applied force and disconnected it as if I was pulling a plug from a power outlet.

I don’t know how it was possible.

I just had a gut feeling that I could do it instinctively, and I just did it.

drop-.

Electrical nerve signals that were shining brilliantly die black all at once.

The forearms, which had been showing great strength with full swelling, drooped and became unable to resist.

A temporary vegetative state in which a single finger cannot move. A part of the nerve that carries commands from the brain to one arm is blocked.

It won’t last long, maybe a few seconds at most. That was enough.

click. The switch turned off again.

It was because I wasted all my time and used my abilities too much.

Not only does his head hurt because he has done something absurd, but his whole body aches and throbs.

It seems that my limp brain turns into liquid at any moment and pops out of my nose.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Although the extended sensation as time passed slowly disappeared, the characteristic awakening effect and increased muscle strength remained.

And still, in my hand was an ultra-vibration jet engine cutting tool from the chainsaw Ronin.

Oh, the chainsaw. It’s a great conversational tool. That would be enough to get me paid for daring to hit my ass.

The safety device had already been disengaged.

Holding it with both hands, he is even taking a pose that is good for cutting.

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Male hunter Alekay would have thought I was not a threat to him when he saw me holding this saw.

I can’t even carry it properly because of my strength, and wielding it would be even worse.

Even if I resisted with a saw, I would have thought that if I had my own reflexes, I would be able to avoid it.

But what about it? Now, your hands are lying droopy under your feet, betraying your master’s will.

No matter how much you use the dragon, you will never be able to avoid it in this state.

“I told you.”

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Moon month month month month.

When the button was pressed, the engine started running. The vibration made my whole body tremble.

A sharp saw blade capable of severing even polymeric carbon allotropes cut through the air moving at an invisible speed.

“If you try to touch me again, I will cut you off.”

Just do what you’ve been warned.

I do not lie.

And I can’t stand it three times.

Without any hesitation, I slammed the ultra-vibration cutting engine saw down.

The infamous Manhunter was struggling to pull out an arm that until then could not accept the commands of his brain.

“This shit-”

Seeing that the saw was raised late, I resisted.

In front of a jet engine cutting machine that crushes flesh, bones and steel, you can’t do a great job with your bare body, even with one arm, and with a slumped posture.

Faced with the fear of life he must have experienced many times while working as a Ronin, he twisted his body to take as little damage from the saw as possible.

Avoid the head, pull out the chest.

It’s just trying to avoid fatal injuries that could kill you at once.

I would say that the fact that he made his decision up to that point in that short time and flapped his body like a live fish is a quality survival instinct, like a well-known mercenary… Unfortunately it was wrong.

Because I had only one goal from the beginning.

ji yi ing-

The saw blade, which had been shot through the face of male hunter Alekei, ripped off the sunglasses on his face in a subtle trajectory, and fell like a brush.

And in that place, a man’s wrist, crushed and fixed, was attached to the floor in a perfect condition to cut.

What would happen next was obvious.

“aah!”

He screamed, and I cut off the manhunter’s hand.

Quad Duk – Key hey hey hey-

The moment the ultra-vibration saw blade touches the surface, the skin is torn at once, revealing the metal body inside.

Not a real hand made of flesh and blood, but a mechanical prosthetic like Tony.

It was expected from the moment I stepped on it. It’s so hard you can’t believe it’s a human hand.

So, without thinking about it for a long time, I immediately lowered the top. I would have been a little reluctant if I had to cut off real human flesh and bones.

Wei hey hey-

An expensive military prosthetic made of ultra-dense metal was slowly cut, with all the parts ripped from the inside.

Alloy protective surfaces, internal electrodes and controls, artificial muscles and sensors, signal amplifiers, wrist-retracted small projectile propulsion devices… .

All of them are torn apart and turned into a single cross-section. Sparks flutter, smoke rises, and electricity crackles.

The saw blade, moving from top to bottom, finally finished its job and reached the floor tiles, making a loud noise.

When you press the button again, it goes silent.

It was over.

“… … .”

The inside of the bar became quiet. All eyes were on this side while they stopped talking.

Is it deja vu?

I looked down with the thought that I had been going through a lot of similar situations recently.

Traces of the wrist being forcibly torn from the forearm.

A smooth cut, one of the manhunter’s severed mechanical hands was under my feet. Antifreeze dripping like blood all around.

And even the figure of a sacrificial lamb writhing in pain.

In the middle of that gruesome scene, I said, ‘I’m the culprit.’ As if shouting, he was standing tall holding a giant chainsaw.

He said, tapping the prosthetic arm that had been cut out of embarrassment and the metal projectile cyberware that had escaped crushedly from the underside of the cut-off, a weapon built into the prosthetic that he thought was probably used to quietly assassinate the enemy by aiming and firing with his wrist.

Shake its pointed end from side to side.

“That’s why you can’t bring in weapons. As per the rules, I will take care of this. You know, customer?”

Naturally, the Man Hunter Alekay did not answer,

Perhaps it wasn’t a very funny joke, and the rest of the ronins in the bar didn’t laugh either.

Only the prosthetic arm held in my hand was cut off and convulsed.