Chapter 22 Times have changed, my friend!

"Mr. Morgan Blackhand, it's not easy to find you in Little Chinatown."

Leon looked at the man in front of him with a kind smile. He could see that Morgan Blackhand had some bruises on his face, as if he had just had a fight with someone.

Needless to say, Li Ang also knew it.

The only person in Night City who could injure the legendary mercenary Morgan Blackhand was Mann, who had just installed Swanwestin.

"Mr. Li Ang, is this how your subordinates invite guests?"

Morgan Blackhand looked at Leon with a wry smile. If he hadn't been unable to defeat the perverted macho man Mann behind him, he would have stepped forward and killed Leon with a knife.

Just two days ago, Morgan Blackhand, who was on a business trip, had just completed the task assigned to him by the military technology company.

He was just planning to relax in the North Elephant District and enjoy the happiness of a successful person when a team of mercenaries suddenly showed up.

Morgan Blackhand originally wanted to teach Mann a painful lesson by saying that he would take him to meet his boss, telling him that he had picked the wrong person.

In the end, he was beaten from beginning to end by Mann. This humanoid monster, who knew what was installed in it, moved at a terrifying speed!
Facing Morgan's questioning, Li Ang just smiled calmly:

"Mr. Morgan Blackhand, you are a legend in the mercenary world of Night City. It is not easy to invite a big shot like you."

"So, I can only take some necessary measures, but I can assure you that the reward you can get from me will be greater than any order you have ever taken."

Hearing this familiar empty talk, Morgan Blackhand couldn't help but sneer twice. He didn't know how many middlemen he had heard this kind of bullshit from.

The greater the reward of a task, the greater the chance of losing your life.

Morgan Blackhand had just sacrificed his life for the beloved New America, and he really had no intention of helping the company.

"Okay, Mr. Leon. I've heard of your name in Heywood. You're the arms king of Little Chinatown, the cold-blooded executioner who chopped off Yamamoto Okao with one knife. You're a ruthless character."

Morgan Blackhand stared into Leon's eyes, revealing a lone wolf temperament.

"If you want me to work for you, just give me your chips and specific task requirements. I will just treat it as an occasional overtime job."

"Well, what a delightful man."

Leon smiled and nodded to Pyrrha. After a while, Pyrrha placed a brand new [M-179 Achilles] technical rifle in front of Morgan.

"Consider this gun as my welcome gift to you, or as your joining gift. Later on, I will..."

Before Li Ang could finish his words, Morgan interrupted him, "Uh! Wait a minute, I didn't say I wanted to join your LA company!"

As the most famous lone wolf mercenary in Night City, Morgan Blackhand never needs a partner to work with. He is resourceful, calm and cautious, and helpers will only hold him back.

And for a lone wolf mercenary like this, asking him to be a company dog ​​on call at any time is no different from killing him.

"Sorry, you don't have a choice."

Leon put away his smile and said to Morgan solemnly, "I will soon set up a mercenary department to attract professional mercenaries from Night City to serve me."

"And you are the golden signboard that I picked."

Li Ang simply told Morgan the real intention straight to the point. He believed that a smart man like Morgan would know how to weigh the pros and cons. "Hehe, what if I say no?"

Morgan looked at Leon with a defiant look on his face, like a soldier ready to die heroically, but this trick didn't work on Leon.

"From the moment you were brought here by Mann, you no longer had the right to say 'no' because you were defeated by Mann."

Leon pointed to the tall mercenary Mann behind Morgan and said, "Just as you guessed, Mann has a very powerful prosthesis implanted in his body. It may be unfair for him to defeat you, but who cares?"

"If you don't agree, I will throw you back intact, but from now on, you can only watch Mann take away the mission that should have belonged to you."

"He who had the hope of becoming the golden signboard of the LA company's mercenary department can only become a second-rate mercenary in the future, killing some insignificant scavengers on the streets."

Leon's words deeply touched Morgan Blackhand's soul. He was a mercenary who valued honor and reputation first and would never allow himself to become a second-rate person.

Seeing Morgan's expression slightly touched, Li Ang took advantage of the situation and said, "But if you choose to join our company, you will have the most advanced weapons to work with, and you will be implanted with the best quality prosthesis for free."

"Morgan, look at your black hands that are almost rusted into scrap metal. Lucy's single molecule wire can cut them in half with just a slight scratch."

"Could it be that you are an ascetic who believes in begging for a living? Do you like to transplant some garbage into your body and parade around like an antique robot?"

"Times have changed, my friend."

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan Blackhand's mentality completely exploded, and he found that he was indeed in a dilemma.

If you don't agree, you will be ruined. From now on, there will be no more legendary mercenary Morgan Blackhand, only Mann's team!
And he has become an old thing abandoned by the times!
If he agrees, he will be completely controlled by the LA company. Wherever they ask him to work hard, he will have to work like a dog and run as fast as he can to do the work.

Either no food or no dignity!
"You should feel honored to work for our LA company, Mr. Morgan Blackhand."

Leon, who was sturdy and straight, stood quietly in front of Morgan, like a god on the long steps:

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Mann. Anyway, I'm only giving you a three-month contract. If you still want to stay in the LA company, it depends on your specific performance."

Morgan Blackhand turned his head to look at Mann, but Mann only sneered in response, as if saying "loser". Pyrrha on the side couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Morgan, this is your only chance in this life. If you miss it, there will be no other store."

"Anyway, I have never seen a company that offers less work but more pay and provides medical insurance for its employees. You can come if you want."

Things have come to this point, Morgan Blackhand knew that if he didn't agree, it would be somewhat ungrateful.

He has worked hard for America for several years, so there is no reason for him to be afraid of being a corporate dog for three months.

"I can accept your invitation, Mr. Leon."

Morgan finally put aside his pride and his condescending attitude, and said:

"My only request is that I also have to implant the same type of prosthetic device as this guy!"

Morgan pointed his black finger at Mann and said indignantly:

"I don't need salary or insurance, and I can work for you willingly, but this guy beat me up, and I have to get it back!"

(End of this chapter)