Roy's Shared Chat Group

The pretty boy on the opposite side saw that Roy didn't say anything and thought that the ordinary student on the opposite side had been scared silly. He waved his hand and instructed his men to go in directly to control the opposite side and then conduct a search.

At this moment, he was already fantasizing in his heart that he would receive a reward from that adult based on the merits of this mission, and maybe he could even move up a bit.

Seeing several big men coming up to him without saying a word, Roy's eyes flashed with a cold light. You were the ones who started it first.

When the first man in the black suit reached out to grab Roy's shoulder, Roy moved.

He stretched out his slender right hand and struck back with amazing speed, grabbing the opponent's left wrist halfway, and then bending it down with force.

"Gaba."

With a crisp sound of fracture, the palm of the man in the black suit was bent at an angle almost parallel to the arm under the influence of the huge force.

Roy acted so quickly that the man in the black suit didn't have time to react. His eyes blurred and an unbearable pain came from the base of his palm.

“Ah, ah, it hurts.”

The sudden severe pain made this well-trained man cry out in pain and temporarily lose his ability to attack.

The pretty boy was furious when he saw that Roy, who he thought was just a lamb to be slaughtered, dared to resist.

"How dare you! Not only did you not wait for me to deal with you, but you actually dared to resist. All of you, come on, break his limbs."

The pretty boy was thinking about his future wonderful life, so he didn't notice Roy's attack. However, the other men in black suits saw the whole process of Roy knocking down their companions almost instantly the moment he made his move.

Several of them were discerning people. They knew that judging from the speed of the attack that they couldn't react to and the force of the blow that broke the wrist, the innocent-looking boy opposite them could definitely not be an ordinary student.

"This idea is difficult to handle, so be cautious."

The leader in the black suit snorted and pounced on Roy. The others looked at each other and attacked together in tacit understanding.

Facing the men in black suits attacking him from all sides, Roy was not panicked at all but was full of fighting spirit and eager to give it a try.

"Well done."

Relying on the high-speed thinking speed and memory brought by mechanical memory, Roy clearly marked the attack direction and movement speed of the four besiegers in his mind. In almost one second, Roy had planned a counterattack, first moving forward and backward to the left, then leaning over to dodge to the right and then defending behind him.

With the help of the high flexibility of his body brought about by the flow of true qi and the high explosive power given by the true qi attached to his legs, Roy completed the plan in his mind as if he had rehearsed it.

He first knocked the leading man in black suit back with a heavy punch, then grabbed the arm of the man attacking from the left and pulled him forward to block the leading man, then bent down to avoid the fist from the right, and took advantage of this time to kick out the man who was about to attack from behind.

The sound of fierce fist fighting was heard continuously in this small room, and for a moment the whole room was filled with people fighting.

However, the more they fought, the more frightened the men in black suits became.

At first they thought that Roy, this student, had just relied on his unexpectedness and superior physical fitness to cripple one of them through a sneak attack. However, after they fought with Roy, they found that something was wrong and it was not what they thought at all.

Although Roy seemed to have no rules or tactics when fighting, he was a complete novice. Relying on his speed and strength that almost crushed them, the simple Turtle Fist and Xia Ji's Eight Fights also made them suffer. If it was just the speed and strength that had the advantage, it would be fine. The four of them could suppress it with tacit cooperation. Two fists could not defeat four hands, not to mention that they all had eight hands.

But in addition to his speed, Roy also had a terrifying fighting instinct. It was obvious from his every move that he had no combat experience, but he was able to seize the opportunity when they switched defenses in the blink of an eye. In addition, his body's ability to withstand attacks was also despairing.

They were both willing to exchange injuries for injuries, but it was the same punch. After they delivered a heavy punch, Roy was like nothing happened, but if they were hit by just one blow, he would at least have a broken bone.

It’s not that they didn’t try their best, but the opponent was abnormal.

The men in black suits could only rely on cooperation to struggle under Roy's heavy punches, hoping for a turnaround.

"boom."

With the loud sound of fists hitting skulls, the leader in a black suit who had held out the longest among the four was hit by Roy's Rising Dragon Fist. He saw stars in his head, his eyes went dark, and he fainted, joining the four men on the ground.

Compared with the miserable five men who were beaten and fell to the ground, Roy felt a little unsatisfied. These men in black suits came at the right time. They neither took out cold weapons that made him cautious, nor did they take out hot weapons that made people afraid. Instead, they came up and besieged him in hand-to-hand combat, which was exactly what Roy wanted.

In order to repay these kind sandbags, Roy used all his strength and exhausted them before beating them down, giving them enough face.

After this battle, Roy learned from experience in actual combat and transformed rapidly. From fighting methods to fighting awareness to the timing of attack, Roy got rid of his awkwardness and made great progress. Most importantly, Roy initially mastered and developed the shared talent through this close combat where he was outnumbered, and his understanding of his own abilities was no longer superficial.

"After dealing with them, it's your turn now, pretty boy. Let me think about how to deal with you. How about breaking your limbs as you said before?"

Roy twisted his arms and gave a "kind" smile to the pretty boy who was trembling with fear because of Roy.

The pretty boy hated himself five minutes ago. If he had not closed the door, he would have taken the opportunity to run away and would not have had to encounter this monster.

However, although he was extremely afraid of this monster who could beat five people at once, he still did not completely lose confidence. He showed a frightened expression on the surface, but secretly he was groping for something in the bag behind his back.

When Roy walked towards him step by step and was only one step away from him, he suddenly took out a black pistol from behind and pointed it in Roy's direction.

Chapter 9. Good Friend Kitahara Kosuke

The moment the gun was pointed at Roy, the pretty boy's expression instantly changed from fear to pride.

What's the use of knowing how to shoot? Times have changed. Guns are the greatest deterrent. If I could hit the target, I would have pulled out my gun long ago. Now you are at the point of my gun, no need to meow. Well, where is my gun?

Before the pretty boy could finish his joy, a terrifying force came from his hand. Almost the moment he took the gun, Roy took it away.

Oh no, it's an American-made M9, the most inconspicuous item in the red envelope. After snatching the other party's pistol, Roy observed it carefully, and after finding that it was a common item in the red envelope, he lost interest and looked at the pretty boy who was almost shaking like a sieve.

After losing his last chance to turn the tables, the pretty boy's mind became clearer due to extreme fear, and he did not say the extremely hateful words like "my father, master is xxx". This disappointed Roy a little, as he wanted to take the opportunity to get to know the other side's background.

He had already noticed the pretty boy's little movements and even guessed what they were. The reason why he didn't interrupt him in advance was because he wanted the other party to experience the feeling of a roller coaster from heaven to hell in an instant. This could be considered a kind of torture with a bad taste.

As for whether it would be dangerous if the pretty boy pulled out a gun, although the gun was fast at seven steps away and accurate and fast within seven steps, the use of this weapon also depended on the person. If it was a sharpshooter using a gun, Roy would definitely not put himself in such a risk. But if this guy had unsteady steps and dull eyes and was obviously a second-generation man hollowed out by alcohol and sex, Roy could confidently say that the punch was fast at seven steps away and fierce and fast within seven steps.

Roy was a little disappointed that he didn't get to see the pretty boy's expression change. Although it was harmless, Roy, whose evil taste was not satisfied, decided to add a little more when breaking his limbs and just break all five of his limbs.

Without any hesitation or discomfort, Roy carried out what he had said before cleanly and neatly. He broke his limbs and kicked him between the legs. Roy could be very fierce to those who threatened him.

While Roy was thinking about how to deal with the big men in the room, the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the door, and it sounded like there were at least a dozen of them.

This made Roy frown. Could it be the guy's reinforcement? If so, he had to consider retreating temporarily. He could fight four or five at once, but not ten. Besides, he had already used up most of his energy and couldn't stand up to the next battle.

When Roy's face was gloomy and hesitant about whether to leave or stay, the noisy footsteps stopped at Roy's door.

"Uesugi, Uesugi, I'm here to pick you up. Are you in trouble? If not, just let me know!"

Amid the sound of knocks on the door, an incongruous voice came from inside, and when Roy heard the voice, all his hesitation disappeared immediately.

It's reinforcement, but it's my reinforcement.

When he opened the door, he saw a handsome young man with a fresh and elegant appearance standing outside. He was as good-looking as Roy, and they were handsome in their own ways, but the pair of dead fish eyes on his face with the real beauty filter on ruined his image.

"From your gloating tone, I think you're just hoping something bad will happen to me. But how come you're here so quickly, Kangjie? I remember it was less than ten minutes after I made the call, right?"

Roy punched the boy opposite him on the shoulder, then naturally made way and led his acquaintance and his bodyguards into the house.

"Dad asked Brother Takumi to drive through all the red lights. Do you think it was fast? Hey, did we beat these people down?"

Kosuke Kitahara walked arm in arm with Roy in a familiar manner, but when they walked into the house, several men in black suits on the ground caught his attention.

Roy had no intention of hiding anything about Kitahara Kosuke, who was almost his best friend in the world. However, considering the special nature of the chat group, Roy vaguely stated that his ability to defeat the other party was related to some of his own little secrets.

Kitahara Kosuke nodded without asking any further questions. As a person who had received top elite education, he knew the importance of not pursuing other people's secrets too much. What's more, Roy was one of his few friends.

He ordered the men he brought to take the people lying on the ground back for interrogation for information, and Kitahara Kosuke pulled Roy into the car.

The two people in the car did not talk about the patent issue this time, but began to enthusiastically discuss this month's new anime and various recently released games. The content of their conversation can only be described as having a serious excessive sense of otaku.

Kousuke Kitahara is one of the common heirs of the heads of the two top conglomerates in District 11, the Kitahara Group and the Suzuki Group. In ancient terms, he is the second son or the second young master, and the most prominent person in the entire District .

How did Kousuke Kitahara get to know Roy? This all starts with Roy's identity as a famous light novel writer.

As the heir to the consortium, Kosuke Kitahara doesn't like young models on yachts, nor does he like to show off his wealth and drink. With his unique personality, he doesn't like three-dimensional girls but has a special liking for two-dimensional paper people. His parents don't object to their son's hobbies, but are quite supportive. They have acquired many companies for this purpose, such as animation production and light novel publishing.

Roy and Kosuke Kitahara first met when he acquired a light novel publishing house.

At that time, Roy's career as a light novel writer had just started, but with the popularity of Sword Art Online, his life finally settled down. At that time, Roy did not know that in Area 11, light novels were generally published one volume per quarter, so in order to make more money, Roy began to update his career frequently. As a result, after working hard to code hundreds of thousands of words, the editor who came to contact him began to explain the unspoken rules of light novel publishing to Roy with an embarrassed look on his face. Roy was dumbfounded after knowing this, but he had no choice after all, he had to make a living here. Just when Roy accepted his fate, a turning point came.

Kitahara Kosuke got into Sword Art Online by chance, and because he was particularly uncomfortable with the broken chapters, he decided to use his money ability to see the later content in advance, so he found out about Roy, the publishing house. Later, when Kitahara Kosuke learned that Roy had finished writing the light novel but had to publish it slowly due to certain rules, he became unhappy. It was a crime that you didn't publish such a good light novel earlier. In order to see the new content earlier, Kitahara Kosuke waved his hand and directly bought the publishing house. His first request was to publish Sword Art Online as soon as possible, regardless of maximizing profits.

After acquiring the light novel publishing house, Kosuke Kitahara was surprised to find that his favorite light novel writer was actually his own age, which was really amazing.

Kosuke Kitahara, who was interested in this, "accidentally" met Roy at a publishing house. As a result, one of them was precocious and had a unique personality, while the other couldn't get along with his peers when he started over. After meeting, the two hit it off and quickly became friends. I won't say much about what happened afterwards. Anyway, the time travelers discussed their future development path, and the rich man quietly invested on the side and returned the favor by using the investment industry to help the time travelers' works become more popular. It was a win-win situation.

As a result, Roy's light novels became more and more popular and profitable, and a certain wealthy man invested in and integrated a giant spanning the entire entertainment industry at a young age.

Later, Roy accidentally discovered Kitahara Kosuke's identity. Although he was a little surprised at first, he didn't care too much and just did what he should have done before. After all, you are a rich man, but I am a time traveler and not a bad person either. Their friendship became deeper and deeper as the years went by.

"When you get to Uesugi, go in by yourself. My dad is waiting for you in the study. Phew, I'm a little sleepy so I won't go in with you.

Kosuke Kitahara led Roy through the luxurious and magnificent corridor, stopped in front of a heavy black and red door, then yawned and left.

"Dong dong dong."

"Please come in, Roy-kun."

Roy walked into the study and began to talk to Uncle Kitahara about the deal he had half discussed before.

Chapter 10. Reaching an Agreement

The golden-red setting sun slowly disappeared at the other end of the city, and the remaining afterglow shone through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows onto Roy's fair and handsome face.

Feeling the last bit of warmth from the sun, Roy opened his tired eyes.

Negotiating business with a consortium is really tiring, and what is even more tiring than negotiating business with a consortium is negotiating with the people in power who built the top consortium.

Although Roy and Kitahara Kosuke have a very good relationship, brothers still have to settle accounts clearly. The patent in Roy's hands is worth hundreds of billions of US dollars and has super money-making ability, so they still have to talk it out clearly. A detailed contract is good for both parties.

Logically speaking, this commercial negotiation worth hundreds of billions of dollars would have taken at least a year and a half, but one party was anxious to get rid of the trouble, and the other was concerned about his son, so they both compromised on various differences in the contract and settled it in a few words.

Even with this speed, it still took Roy several hours to condense several months' work, from the scorching sun to the setting sun.

It was not until a while ago when Roy signed his name and stamped the last page of the contract, which was about the same thickness as a 53-page book, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Negotiating business is really tiring, and that's with the help of a lawyer. If he had to study those complicated and cumbersome business treaties by himself, he probably wouldn't have finished them yet.

However, for Roy's hard work, the rewards were very satisfying.

Through the contract, he obtained 30% of the original shares by investing in technology, and after preparing the preliminary work, Beiyuan Group will release a statement that the patent was developed by them.

The Kitahara Group has a greater social influence. Roy not only made a fortune quietly, but also made friends with the two major groups. Both parties believe that they have made a profit. Obviously, this is a win-win business.

After Roy roughly told the chat group what happened on his side, his remarks attracted the attention of others.

Sheng Zi Luo: "In that case, you are not short of money, can you do me a favor and get me some modern materials, such as primary industrial raw materials? I will send you a list later. Of course, you won't exchange them for natural materials and treasures for nothing."

Li Fanluo: "We are all family, no need to be so polite, just send me a message and I will gather them for you as soon as possible. By the way, what are the natural treasures in your world? I just want to know more."

Morito Luo: "Ahem, I need something here too, please send one to me as well. I have a set of enchanted weapons here, and you might be in danger recently, so I'll use them."

After Roy wrote down the needs of the other two people one by one, he found that these things were daily necessities in modern society, easy to obtain but required in large quantities.

After thinking about it, Roy realized that it was more convenient to collect supplies from a large force, so he got up and found the housekeeper of the Kitahara family.

Those who can serve as stewards of large families are all very discerning. They will certainly not neglect Roy and will respectfully ask about Roy's requests.

Roy was not vague and politely put forward his request to the butler and handed him the list.

The butler, who was dressed neatly and exuded a capable air, took the list with both hands and glanced at it. There were some common items on it. Thinking of the good relationship between Roy and the Kitahara family, he agreed without thinking much.

After getting a clear delivery time from the butler, Roy found that his mission at Kosuke's house was completed and it was time to go back.

After politely declining Kosuke's father's offer to stay for dinner, Roy was sent back by the Kitahara family's driver. In order to meet Roy's request not to be too ostentatious, the handsome driver named Takumi specially changed to an AE86.

After the AE86 carrying Roy slowly drove away from the manor, the handsome middle-aged man who had discussed business with Roy before slowly spoke to the woman behind him who was full of the aura of a strong woman.

"This friend of Kosuke's is quite good. In addition to his long-term vision and keen sense of smell, it seems that this young man also has the advantages of being determined and not greedy. It seems that it was a good thing to let Kosuke make friends with him. What do you think, Noki?"

"Master Kitahara, what else can I say now that you've said that? But since you, Shuji, are so optimistic about this kid, why don't you let Rina and Yukina get in touch with this kid Roy?"

The beautiful woman called Noxi paused briefly after hearing Kitahara's praise, then replied with a smile. She looked at Roy from a distance, and for some reason, she, who had always looked down on other men except Kitahara Hidetsugu, had a good impression of this young man, Roy.

In addition, she was quite satisfied with what she had done with Roy in the past, so she did not find fault with him as usual. However, she only stopped at not finding fault with him. As she had made a habit of cheating others for a long time, she subconsciously gave Roy some negative feedback on Kitahara Hideji.

She knew Hidetsugu's character very well. He was a die-hard daughter slave. If she said this, she would definitely be strongly opposed by Kitahara Hidetsugu. This trick had always worked.

But what surprised her was that Kitahara Hideji fell silent after she finished speaking.

How could she not know what this meant? It seemed that she had to mobilize the power of the Suzuki Group to seriously investigate this young man who was full of secrets.

"Ah, the new bathtub I bought is so comfortable to soak in! But I feel it's a little too big. I shouldn't have bought a double bathtub."

After returning to his familiar room, Roy, who was tired after a day of work, couldn't wait to turn on the water valve and fill a tub with hot water. Then he lay down in the big bathtub with a comfortable look on his face and relaxed.

The warm water gently soaked every inch of Roy's skin. The surging waves were like small hands massaging Roy's tense muscles to relax them. Gradually, Roy fell asleep in the comfortable hot water.

"Ding, snap."

When Roy fell into a deep sleep, he heard a slight sound of a door opening, followed by the sound of the bathroom door being slowly pushed open.

In the hazy mist of the bathroom, a slender figure walked in from the door. This figure was none other than the landlord Miwako Aso who had quietly slipped away in the morning.

The noise Roy made in the apartment today was quite a big one. As the landlord, she knew that very well. However, she hesitated after noticing the noise, and this brief hesitation prevented her from seeing in detail what Roy had encountered today. When she came up, she only saw Roy's somewhat messy room, and found nothing else.

Aso Miwako was very worried about Roy's safety. After last night, it was undeniable that Roy had left a deep mark on her body and mind, so she had been paying attention to the movements in Roy's room since the afternoon.