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With the support of Sandevistan, Johnny's attacks have become extremely fierce. His katana cuts through the air, creating sharp sword winds that inflict unprecedented pain and fear on Adam Smasher. Johnny's eyes are filled with intense anger and determination as he shouts at Adam Smasher, each word brimming with hatred and dissatisfaction towards the world: "Garbage corporation! Garbage Night City! Garbage Arasaka!"
His blade cuts through Adam Smasher' armor, each strike instilling a growing fear of life slipping away. His left hand is severed and falls to the ground, its mechanical joints and circuits appearing particularly indifferent and ruthless in the bloody scene. His chest plate shatters, revealing a dense network of circuits and high-tech chips, his formidable shell crumbling under Johnny's assault.
When Johnny's katana once again slashed towards Adam Smasher, the blade suddenly broke, and a strong force caused his arm to feel a violent tremor. The effect of Sandevistan also disappeared at that moment, and time returned to its normal flow, everything around seemed to regain vitality. The wounded guards suddenly fell to the ground, and the floor was covered in a deep red blood, a gruesome scene that deeply shook people.
And Adam Smasher, finally knelt under Johnny's attack, his body appeared so fragile in the face of ruthless reality. He struggled to stand up again, but his strength seemed to have been completely exhausted. A hint of regret and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, he knew that his dreams, his ambitions, seemed to have completely collapsed at this moment. He looked at Johnny, wanting to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by regret and fear, unable to make any sound.
Johnny looked at Adam Smasher in front of him, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew that the corruption and decadence of this world couldn't be changed by one person, but at least he had done what he could. He made this enemy pay the price for their deep-seated wickedness. Taking a deep breath, feeling the cold wind of Night City, he knew that this battle was not just a victory for him, but also a reckoning with his past.
As Johnny returned consciousness to V, V felt a strong headache, but he endured the pain and slowly approached the kneeling Adam Smasher. Adam Smasher was clearly in a terrible state, his head twitching uncontrollably, his whole body emitting a piercing alarm from his Prosthesis, and occasionally sparking short circuits. This once formidable and powerful enemy now seemed weak and pitiful, like an elderly patient suffering from Alzheimer's.
V stood in front of Adam Smasher, looking at his miserable state, feeling a bit of pity. Despite him being a dangerous enemy, seeing him like this made V feel a twinge of guilt and regret. Adam Smasher had a blurry gaze, seeming to have lost the previous determination and ambition, becoming hollow and unfocused.
V took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew he had to make some choices, to protect Night City, to end this endless war. He looked at Adam Smasher, and the struggle in his heart became more intense.
He recalled everything he had experienced in this city, remembering every person who had helped or hurt him. He knew that every choice would bring different results, and he had to make the right decision.
Adam Smasher Struggling to lift his head, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice had become hoarse and unclear. A hint of pleading and hope appeared in his eyes, as if longing for some kind of relief.
In front of V, the figure of Johnny appeared. He stood there quietly, gazing deeply at Adam Smasher. His eyes revealed a complex emotion, as if recalling certain things from the past, and also sensing the misery and despair of the powerful enemy before him. There was a deep sense of inquiry and understanding in his eyes, as if searching for the story behind Adam Smasher and his suffering.
Johnny turned to look at V, his eyes filled with deep understanding and acceptance. His voice was low and steady: "Give him release, let this person... this thing find release." His voice carried a sense of helplessness and sadness, as well as a hint of liberation and relief, as if bidding farewell to past grievances and entanglements.
Upon hearing Johnny's words, he nodded slowly. His hand moved slowly to his waist, and he slowly drew out his handgun. As he looked at the weapon in his hand, his feelings became increasingly complex. He knew that what he was about to do would end Adam Smasher's fate and bring an end to this long battle. A complex mix of emotions surged within him, a sense of relief, sorrow, uncertainty, and hope for the future.
His finger slowly rested on the trigger, feeling the touch of the cold metal. Involuntarily, memories of the battles and hardships he had experienced with Johnny flooded his mind. Those days seemed to have made him grow a lot and made him understand his mission and responsibility more clearly. He took a deep breath and then walked slowly towards Adam Smasher. Adam Smasher seemed to have no strength left to resist, his eyes showing a look of resignation and acceptance.
V walked up to him, looking at Adam Smasher and also at Johnny. He knew that at this moment, he had to make a decision, whether it was for himself or for Night City. There was a deep sense of emotion in his heart, life was always full of choices, and each one could change the course of destiny.
He tightly gripped the gun, his fingertips trembling slightly. A complex mix of emotions surged within him, was it fear, hesitation, or anticipation? He aimed the gun at Adam Smasher' head, took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled the trigger. At that moment, time seemed to freeze again, all sounds disappeared into the silence of Night City, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat and the faint echo of the gunshot in the air.
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