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Ren slowly stood up, gently patting his clothes from top to bottom, as if trying to dispel the dust that had settled on them. The light from the overhead lamp cast a long shadow, making his figure appear even more upright. Despite his deep bond with Samir, in his heart, missions and principles always came first. After receiving a substantial reward, he felt it was time to continue his journey, to complete more missions, and to pursue his goals.
Samir gazed at Ren's back, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He knew Ren's personality and habits well, but still hoped that this trustworthy old friend would stay a little longer. He pretended to sigh, exaggeratedly placing a hand on his chest as if Ren's departure had wounded him, saying, "Ah, my dear Ren, are you leaving just like that?" His voice carried a feigned sense of grievance, as if playfully testing Ren's reaction.
Ren turned his head and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes as he gave Samir a faint smile. He knew his old friend's temperament and his tendency to joke about such matters, so he didn't take it to heart. Shaking his head, he said, "Boss Samir, I know you're joking, but I have things to do and can't always be here drinking and chatting with you. Next time I have time, I'll come find you, and we can have a good gathering." There was a deep sense of emotion and anticipation in his tone.
Seeing Ren so resolute, Samir didn't try to persuade him further. He slowly stood up and patted Ren's shoulder firmly, as if this gesture carried their years of deep friendship and understanding. Ren could feel the strength in that pat, which was not only Samir's comfort but also his blessing and expectation for Ren.
"Be careful, Ren," Samir's voice was somewhat deep, but each word was clear and sincere, filled with concern.
Ren smiled slightly and replied, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
At this moment, the two tall bodyguards next to Samir immediately took a step forward. Their expressions remained serious, with no emotional fluctuations in their eyes. However, their swift and orderly movements revealed their professionalism and rigor. One of the bodyguards took two steps forward and nodded slightly, indicating that he would open the door for Ren.
Ren nodded to Samir and showed a grateful expression on his face. He was then escorted by the bodyguards and walked out of the luxurious VIP room, gradually disappearing into the depths of the corridor. Meanwhile, Samir stood there, watching Ren's figure until it disappeared, then slowly turned around and returned to his own position.
Samir slowly sat back on the sofa, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to instantly quiet down. He reached out his right hand, gently stroking the gold tooth at the corner of his mouth. It shimmered with a faint golden light, reflecting the room's lamplight. This gold tooth was a memento from a street conflict in his youth, and it symbolized his transformation from a rebellious teenager to a well-known fixer in Night City.
He closed his eyes, seemingly recalling some ancient memories. Then, a smile appeared on his lips, a smile tinged with a hint of playful contemplation. This smile was filled with confidence and seemed to contain some profound scheme.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and took out the crystal device on the table. This small device stored the contact information of all the important figures in Night City. He gently slid the screen and finally stopped at a name - Mr. Ka.
After pressing the call button, before long, a calm and slightly hoarse male voice came from the other end of the communication: "Samir, it's late, what's the matter?"
Samir heard the voice and tilted his head slightly, smiling as he responded, "Mr. Ka, every time I hear your voice, it always reminds me of our younger days. But today, I did come to talk to you about something important."
The calm voice responded, "Just say it directly, you know I don't like beating around the bush."
Samir smiled slightly and said in his seductive tone, "I know, I know. But I guarantee that this mission will pique your interest."
Ren pushed open the luxurious club door and stepped back onto the bustling streets of Night City. The noisy chatter of people, the flickering of neon lights, and the distant music blended together, creating the unique rhythm of this city.
He tilted his head slightly, and the sky had been dyed with a faint golden red color. The afterglow of the sunset was like a large gold medal, slowly descending between the tall buildings of the city. This sky formed a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle of the city, one side being the tranquility of nature, and the other being the artificial steel jungle.
Parked on the side of the road was Ren's Sedan. This car looked quite ordinary, without too much decoration or special design. However, in such a city, sometimes being low-key is the best protection. Ren walked to the car, lightly pressed the car key, and the door unlocked automatically.
When he sat in the car, the ambient lights inside lit up, illuminating the entire cabin. Although the space inside the car was not large, it was very clean and tidy, showing that Ren was a person who paid attention to details.
Starting the car, the calm sound of the engine seemed particularly prominent in the night. Ren recalled Samir's reminder and understood that in the upcoming mission, he might need more firepower support. So, he decided to go to a nearby gun store to replenish ammunition and equipment.
He entered the location of the gun store into the car's navigation system, then drove the car through the busy streets. In a place full of crisis like Night City, Ren always hoped to be fully prepared.
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