Unbreakable

It was already two o'clock in the morning. Xiaofeng glanced at his friend list. Nicholas Tiezhu and Nicholas Zhaosi were both online. Xiaofeng was gonna ask them to upgrade while he stopped suddenly and logged off.

In the dark night, there was no moonlight. The world was illuminated by the dim light of the street lights.

Xiaofeng who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, took off the game helmet, and disappeared from the room. You could only see the curtains at the window suddenly swaying.

The old apartment building was located in the old town. The night was very quiet without the rich nightlife and the noises of the new city.

However, a black Buick commercial car parked on the corner outside the apartment building rented by Xiaofeng. The temperature emitted from the car indicated that it had just been turned off.

And this Buick commercial car, which had a lot of internal s.p.a.ce, had been modified. Within the empty s.p.a.ce, a middle-aged man who was heavily sweating was repairing a computer with a dark screen.

"Rat-tat!"

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the car window twice, and the middle-aged man in the car was scared and sank down on the ground and looked out of the window in panic.

"Who is it!"

With the dim street lights, you could see nothing from the one-sided transparent window. Anyone whose car window was knocked twice in this dark night would be scared.

The middle-aged man put his eyes on the window and looked out, but he could see nothing but black night.

"Who is it! Who is there?"

His voice trembled and he asked again, but no one answered.

The streets of the old city were very quiet. You could only hear some insects in the middle of the night. The middle-aged man suspected that he was wrong and thought that maybe it was just the fault sound from the drone camera.

He swallowed his saliva, summoned up courage and opened the car door. With the dim light of the street lights, he found n.o.body around and it was very quiet.

The middle-aged man was relieved. He closed the door and returned to the car and wanted to continue to check the sudden failure of the surveillance drone. However, he suddenly found that there was another man in the place where he was just sitting in.

But he was just sitting alone in this car.

"Ah! Ghost!"

The middle-aged man shouted in a panic, and his head slammed into the roof of the car, but this collision also made him wake up a lot.

"Yes, it is you..."

Despite that he realized what had happened, the horror in his eyes did not disappear. His heart was pounding and he looked at the youth who suddenly appeared in the car.

"You know me, it seems that you have investigated me for a long time."

The man who suddenly appeared was Xiaofeng, who was playing with a drone that he had caught above the apartment. Then he asked indifferently.

"You...Who are you..."

Looking at the drone in Xiaofeng's hands, the middle-aged man was fl.u.s.tered and sweating heavily. He was just controlling the drone to approach the apartment building while the machine suddenly failed. But now, one of his monitoring goals was actually sitting in his car.

"It seems that you don't know much about the current situation. Next, I'll ask you questions and you must answer each of them. Do you understand?"

Xiaofeng said calmly without anger or coldness. Then he gently crushed the monitor drone into debris.

"I don't know what you are talking about..."

The middle-aged man still wanted to argue, but he suddenly felt the searing pain in his right hand in the next moment.

"Ah..."

He immediately made a terrible scream. But his mouth was covered by Xiaofeng's hands when he just opened it.

The unbearable pain made him squat, and he raised his right hand in horror, only to find that one of his fingers was broken by him!

He could clearly see his bones and the blood was pouring from the wound. He rolled his eyes and nearly fainted from the pain!

"I don't want to repeat my words. Next, answer each of my questions, do you understand? If you make a mistake, I will break one of your fingers."

However, Xiaofeng did not let him faint so easily. He loosened his mouth and said calmly. The small s.p.a.ce inside the Buick was filled with the rust smell of blood, but Xiaofeng's expression didn't change at all.

"Understand, I understand..."

The middle-aged man said urgently. He quickly pulled

"Who sends you here?"

"I'm……"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while and he lost another finger without seeing what Xiaofeng had done.

"Ah!!! I tell you!"

The middle-aged man screamed, and two fingers of his hands were broken by Xiaofeng. A handkerchief couldn't stop the bleeding. Soon his blood soaked through the handkerchief.

"My patience is limited, but you may not be able to go to the hospital."

The calmness and indifference in Xiaofeng's eyes made the middle-aged person tremble and he no longer dared to hesitate.

A wound that was torn open was different from the knife wound. The former one was more painful and it was more difficult to stop the bleeding.

"The chairman of the Midsummer Group hired me to investigate the only daughter of the former chairman!" The middle-aged man was pale and hurriedly said. Then he also added, "I am just a private detective, please let me go!"

"Midsummer Group? I remember that the former chairman committed suicide and died. Do they have another chairman?"

Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, yes, the shares of the Midsummer Group were inherited by his wife as the former chairman's estate, and then bought by the current new chairman!"

The middle-aged man said in a hurry and looked at Xiaofeng secretly. There were no news reports about the weird death of the former chairman of the Midsummer Group. How could he know?

At the same time, he regretted it very much. The young man in front of him was obviously a great person. Why did he receive this task?

"How long have you been working for the Midsummer Group?"

Xiaofeng nodded slightly and asked again.

"The Midsummer Group is my old customer. I often work for them...Maybe for years..."

The middle-aged man didn't know why Xiaofeng asked this question, but he still replied honestly.

"Do you know who the backstage controller of the Midsummer Group is?"

Xiaofeng looked deeply at the middle-aged man and he was not calm for the first time. And then he said, "Five years ago, Midsummer Group was the sponsor of the Huaxi team in the world finals of the Compet.i.tive Cup. Do you know who framed Alleria, the captain of the Huaxia team?"

"You..."

The middle-aged man looked at Xiaofeng with horror. The shock in his eyes was real, but this time Xiaofeng did not urge him.

It was better to say that Xiaofeng was looking forward to his answer, and he even involuntarily clenched his fist.

"The Midsummer Group does have a backstage controller. I find this by my professional intuition, but I really don't know who it is. No private detective will go back and investigate his own master..."

The middle-aged man looked at Xiaofeng cautiously and was afraid that he was dissatisfied with this answer and then he continued to say, "But I think there was no evil manipulator five years ago. At that time, the captain of the Huaxia team carried the hope and responsibility of the whole country, how could he be framed by the domestic sponsor...Wait..."

The middle-aged man had been looking at Xiaofeng and suddenly, he was shocked and looked at Xiaofeng unbelievably.

"Are you the man who has disappeared for five years..."

But a blood hole appeared in his eyebrows before he even finished his words and it turned out that the wreckage of the drone penetrated his skull.

And he still kept the shocked expression in his face and fell down with his eyes widened.

"With the Midsummer Group as a bait, it seems that the evil controller behind the scenes has started to hook up. Let me see how big the fish is."

Xiaofeng got out of the Buick car, which was filled with the b.l.o.o.d.y smell and then he whispered to himself.

Is the new chairman the fish?

Xiaofeng flexed his fingers and flicked. Then the debris of the drone disappeared silently and the camera power of the old street was disconnected. Then Xiaofeng sat in the driver's seat of the Buick and started the car to leave the old city.

He cleaned up the site.

It was already 5 o'clock in the morning when Xiaofeng returned to the apartment building. He set a 7 o'clock alarm, and then logged on the game.

The Nicholas brothers were still online. Xiaofeng sent a message to them. After knowing the location, he was gonna go to team up with them to upgrade, but before that, he must first clear his backpack.

The novice backpack had only 20 s.p.a.ces, and Xiaofeng had already used more than half of them. There were 6 pieces of 10th-level equipment dropped by the trial mission, and there were also some pieces of equipment that cannot be thrown away, including the trial certificate, and the key to the seal. There were also some low-level items that were picked up by him after killing the creeps and the players of the Doomsday League. The lowest quality was green and Xiaofeng ignored the whiteboards directly.

It was unrealistic to level up with a backpack of equipment. Besides, he also needed to take a few packs of the drug for the Nicholas brothers. So Xiaofeng decided to sell the equipment in his backpack first and went to the square of the Novice Village.

"Accept all kinds of fur, 10 copper coins for each!"

"Buy the White spirits flowers! One silver coin for each! We only need ten flowers! First come first served!"

"Come on! Green quality 5th-level one-handed sword! The best attributes! Just 10 gold coins! Or you can exchange the same quality staff with me!"

"Can you give me a little deal on this 6th-level longbow? 20 silver coins are too expensive for a whiteboard! I'll immediately buy it for 15 silver coins!"

"War Spirit Hall wants to buy the game currency! The ratio is 1 to 4. We want it no matter how much you have! Please come over and sell to us!"

The square in the Novice Village should be the place with the most players at this stage. Because it was safe and wide, it was directly used by many players as a trading area. Now, countless players were selling items on their stalls and many players were selecting or bargaining in front of various stalls. You could hear noisy sounds of hawkings.

Xiaofeng also looked at some stalls selling equipment, but the level of equipment was very low while the highest level was only six. The quality of most equipment was the whiteboard. And occasionally you would find a piece of green clothes, but the price was extremely high, or it was traded with other professional equipment.

Xiaofeng didn't know what to do. Now the highest level of players was the 8th level. He could not evaluate the 10th-level equipment in his backpack because no player could use it. But he was also reluctant to sell them at a low price because the lowest quality of his equipment was green.