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Pallet moved forward along the winding streets of Night City, with neon lights flashing by like fireflies on both sides, casting colorful beams of light that seemed to jump and dance, illuminating the city at night as if it were daytime. As the sound of the robots' pursuit gradually faded, Ren and Lysias finally relaxed their tense nerves.
They arrived in the bustling area of Night City, always bustling and noisy. The streets were full of busy traffic and pedestrians, with neon flashing billboards on both sides, each promoting the city's goods and entertainment. The aroma of the night market, the laughter of the bars, and the cacophony of music and conversation intertwined to form a symphony of the city.
Lysias adjusted his breathing and lightly slid his fingers over the car's radio buttons. Soon, he found that specific channel, his favorite, Ritual Radio. A passionate metal music suddenly reverberated in the car, with the deep bass drum and the fiery guitar playing sweeping through the entire cabin like a whirlwind. The music had the power to make one's blood boil and heart race.
Ren frowned, his expression showing displeasure in the neon light. He turned to Lysias and said, "Do you really like this kind of music? It feels like a storm has directly rushed into my mind."
Lysias He chuckled and tapped the steering wheel, replying, "This is what I like! Every time I hear this kind of rock rhythm, I feel full of power, as if I can challenge the whole world."
Ren At this moment, he quickly reached out and clicked the button on the radio. The channel immediately switched to the city radio station, and soft, popular music instantly filled the entire car. The rhythm was brisk, the melody melodious, forming a sharp contrast with the previous heavy metal music.
Lysias widened his eyes, clearly very unhappy with this sudden switch. He said discontentedly, "Hey! Just now they were playing my favorite part! I've been waiting all night for that guitar solo in that song!"
Ren pretended innocently, "Oh, sorry, I just wanted to listen to some current pop songs. You know, sometimes it's necessary to relax and unwind."
"Let go!" Lysias tried to press Ren's hand with one hand while frantically changing channels with the other.
"Let me listen to this!" Ren forcefully pushed Lysias' hand away and switched back to the city radio station.
Just as Ren and Lysias were engaged in an intense "battle" for the radio channel, a burst of noise suddenly came from the speakers, completely interrupting the music. Then, the sound from the radio in the entire car completely disappeared, leaving only an empty silence.
The music on the radio was suddenly replaced by a jarring noise, and after a few seconds, the music in the car's cabin completely disappeared. The two of them stood still, then pointed at each other in confusion.
"Look at what you've done! You must have pressed it too many times!" Lysias said angrily.
"Hmph, you're the one! You never let go!" Ren retorted.
Just as the two were about to erupt into a more intense argument, a familiar and mocking voice came over the radio. The Chinese-accented Safety Supervisor reappeared, his tone filled with mockery and confidence.
"Hahaha, gentlemen, this is really quite entertaining! I've been watching your every move in the car, every argument, and it's been quite amusing! But tonight, you won't escape my grasp!"
Ren and Lysias looked out of the car in panic. Before long, they saw a group of black unmanned drones, like crows in the night, flying rapidly towards them. Each drone was equipped with a miniature camera, and their red indicator lights were flashing in the night, resembling the eyes of a predator staring at its prey.
"What should we do?" Lysias asked nervously.
Ren gritted his teeth, stared ahead, and said, "Keep going! We can't let them catch us!"
The streets of Night City resembled a flowing black river, with the lights flashing as if guiding Lysias and Ren in their direction. As Pallet sped forward, the buildings and billboards on either side of the street became fleeting shadows, flashing by.
Pallet's engine seemed to have transformed into a beast, roaring as it raced forward. Lysias's palms were damp from gripping the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed firmly ahead, skillfully maneuvering the vehicle to evade the bullets coming from behind.
Meanwhile, the unmanned drones in the rear were like eagles in the night sky, their sharp eyes locked onto their prey, never missing an opportunity to attack. As they closed in on Pallet, the intense gunfire would be deafening, bullets pounding against Pallet's metal body like a torrential downpour, causing the vehicle to shake with each impact, as if it could disintegrate at any moment.
In the megaphone, the voice of the Safety Supervisor rang out again, accompanied by his deep and mocking laughter, "Run, run, let's see how long you can run!" His words carried endless contempt and amusement, as if he had seen through their every move.
Ren at this moment appeared slightly calm despite the tension, observing the surroundings. Suddenly, he whispered to Lysias, "Quick, the narrow alley to the left ahead, it might be our chance!"
Lysias suddenly turned into the ancient and narrow alley, and Pallet followed. The old buildings and tangled power lines in this area formed a natural maze, providing temporary cover. The unmanned drones, due to their large size and high speed, lost their way one after another in this maze, crashing into walls or power lines and causing a series of explosions.
As Pallet sped out, the two of them witnessed the chaotic scene through the rearview mirror: sparks flying, black smoke billowing. But they both knew that this was only a temporary victory, and the real challenge was still waiting for them.
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