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Traveling through the wasteland cyber world, others rely on prosthetic plug-ins, but I rely on a wrench. Gangsters call me "Headshot Brother", syndicates put bounties on me, and assassins hunt me down. As a result, they were all shot in the head by me. There is also a plug-in in my mind that looks like a royal sister or princess with a loli face. He forces me to take action all day long, calls me obscene, and always wants to be the queen. But I hit her head with a wrench, knocking her silly. Yes, this is my life motto: If you can do a sneak attack, never face it; if you can get a headshot, never do a last-ditch attack