Many people know what happened in the Zeta Technology Mansion, but most were just there to watch the drama unfold.

After all, similar things were not uncommon in Night City. Companies going against companies, companies against mercenaries, snatching technology, poaching talents, or even shooting down hovercars was an everyday spectacle. Stirring up some noise was hardly surprising.

But the move Zeta Technology got hit with this time was really below the belt, and it was hard not to laugh.

Meanwhile, on a rooftop in the distance, a group of mercenaries stood by a hovercar, fretting over the Zeta Technology Mansion.

A tall female mercenary held binoculars, complaining,

"Rescue… and inside the Zeta Technology building… time's so tight, how do we rescue? By the time we get there, the body might already be rotting…"

They'd taken on corporate jobs before, but they at least had a few days to prepare. This time, Rogers contacted them last night, wanting them to work today, leaving no time for any prior arrangements.

Not to mention that now Zeta Technology was on alert due to a busted sewage pipe. It was difficult to get in at all.

The mercenary leader, leaning against the hovercar and smoking, remained calm. To him, there might still be a chance. After all, how could a well-functioning sewage system just explode?

Besides, mercenary jobs in Night City weren't easy to come by these days. Several big gangs had been overturned together, and the low-level black and gray industries had been wiped clean.

If someone needed to teach a less obedient person a lesson, they would go to Horizon Mercenaries, hang up a bounty, and within minutes, the target would be in custody, highly efficient.

Some would pay to trouble Horizon Mercenaries, but it usually ended badly, and few lived to collect the reward.

Money's hard to earn, shit's hard to eat, but this job had to be done.

Soon, a roaring sound suddenly came from the sky behind them. It was the noise of a hovercar engine.

But isn't the company plaza under martial law?

Who's daring enough to do this?

They looked up to see a hideous hovercar, with god knows how many steel plates welded onto it and two extra hover engines stuffed at the back—an illegally modified rogue car.

Moreover, the mercenaries noticed that the hovercar was flying directly toward Zeta Technology.

The leader realized the chance had come and immediately tossed his cigarette butt to the ground.

"Quick! Get in the car, follow them."

The driver was in a hurry, fidgeting. The hovercar was borrowed from Rogers, so he didn't dare drive recklessly.

Following the hovercar at a distance, they could vaguely see the black hole logo on its side.

The mercenary leader suddenly realized it all made sense; whatever those people did was perfectly normal.

"Damn it, I knew it. Surely it's those lunatics doing this. Only they would have the guts. I heard the Voodoo Gang was also screwed over by them, that haunted place still reeks after half a year."

The female mercenary, seeing the hovercar didn't intend to slow down, was startled: "Zeta Technology has anti-air missiles, are they crazy to just rush in like that?"

A squad mercenary explained over the channel: "The anti-air system should be messed up. Zeta Technology's data fortress seems to be under a high-intensity data attack, they're busy firefighting everywhere."

"But how does he plan to get in? Zeta Technology won't just let him land on the roof that easily."

The big guy answered the female mercenary's question with action.

Isn't it just a big door?

Why not just crash it open?

A push on the throttle, and six engines roared out blue flame, the entire hovercar shot forward a long way.

Doesn't this car have brakes?

The mercenary driver cursed silently at the sight, not daring to follow closely because they were already near the Zeta Technology building, and there was no avoiding at this speed.

But the big guy didn't plan on dodging at all. He released the control stick, half of his body popped out of the cockpit, shouldering a rocket from the Netherworld Dog's warehouse and aiming it at the half-open gate on the 37th floor.

"Damn you! If you don't want to die, stay away from the door!"

Pulling the trigger, the rocket whooshed with a trail of flames, slamming into the gate.

High-explosive warheads aren't the best at armor penetration, but they are excellent at destroying covers. The inward-bending gate perfectly absorbed most of the blast's force, resulting in a massive gap, with shrapnel flying everywhere, even the connecting mechanical devices were twisted and deformed by the explosion.

Yet it wasn't enough for the modded hovercar to get through. But the next moment, an even larger shell directly collided with the shattered gate.

The previous explosion and flying debris had already terrified the nurses. Now, a steel hovercar rammed the gate head-on, the sound of metal bending and tearing made souls tremble. It lasted less than a second before the mechanical behemoth burst through the fragile defense, storming into the landing pad.

Like a home-invading robber tearing open the door and forcefully breaking into someone's house without the owner's consent.

"Ah!!!"

Sparks screeched under the hovercar's belly as it skidded on the floor, the deafening noise made Brother Ni cover his ears, and the nurses screamed as they fled in panic, afraid they might be crushed into meat paste by this mechanical behemoth.

After skidding dozens of meters, the machine gradually decelerated under the force of its engines and came to a stop.

Brother Ni, also startled, pointed and jokingly cursed at the big guy climbing out of the cockpit,

"Can you not be so reckless? Who would dare ride with Brother Xun in the future? And if the car crashes, wouldn't we all die here?"