A single headshot. The enemy dropped.
He looked at the pedestrian, who was shaking but alive. He looked at the money in his account. He looked at the city, which now looked less like a chaotic sprawl and more like a circuit board waiting to be shorted. 1337 cheats
“You don't turn it off. You’re 1337 now. You’re optimized. Welcome to the top of the leaderboard.” A single headshot
The owner, a middle-aged man, stared at Leo, mouth agape. "How did you... that was... I'm so sorry!" a middle-aged man

