Tracking

"Gu Meng, forget it."

The girl next to Gu Meng quickly advised.

"Hmph."

Gu Meng snorted, which was her tacit consent.

Qi Shen, on the other hand, didn't want to pay but also didn't want to lose face in front of Gu Meng, so he sneered.

"You're quoting such a high price, why don't you pay it? Is it all talk?"

Su Ming didn't argue with Qi Shen and spoke directly to Manager Wan Shan.

"Payment code, pay up!"

Manager Wan Shan's eyes looked at Su Ming differently now, and he quickly said.

"Okay!"

In this day and age, daring to quote three thousand an hour meant you were either a sucker or a true tycoon.

Soon, Su Ming used his phone to pay a 20,000 Federal currency deposit. At this moment, a notification text message popped up.

"Dear customer, your account has been debited 20,000 Federal currency. Balance: 21,253,000 Federal currency!"

Su Ming was slightly stunned by the text message that popped up. He remembered being quite wealthy, but he didn't expect to be this rich. He still had so much money in his card; it was enough to buy a regular Second Generation Mecha.

However, he quickly remembered that this money was all his New Year's money and birthday red envelopes from childhood, all from his parents, relatives, and the old man.

Of course, his assets weren't limited to this. The limited edition figurines and models in his room were also super valuable and easy to convert to cash.

In a sense, he was truly the foolish son of a wealthy family.

"Alright, this esteemed guest has paid and booked it. The simulation pod is his. Everyone else, please disperse!"

Wan Shan shouted to the onlookers.

Gu Meng glared at Su Ming angrily. In fact, she wasn't just fighting for the simulation training pod; she was targeting Lin Chuyu.

She had known Lin Chuyu for a long time. They had attended the same school before, and back then, Lin Chuyu had surpassed her in every aspect, which made her intensely dislike Lin Chuyu.

Fortunately, when she entered middle school, she successfully got into the best academy, while Lin Chuyu, due to her weaker family background, went to the third academy.

Running into her here again, she naturally wanted to find an excuse to cause trouble, but she didn't expect Su Ming to interfere.

Su Ming ignored Gu Meng and took out a hundred from his pocket to give to Lin Chuyu.

"Take this. I have class, so I'll be leaving first."

"Thank you."

Lin Chuyu took the money Su Ming handed her.

Seeing Lin Chuyu take Su Ming's money, Qi Shen then said to Gu Meng in a sarcastic tone.

"Gu Meng, see? The rumors seem to be true. This Lin Chuyu is a 'green tea' (manipulative woman), probably being kept. We won't bother with them."

"Hmph, let's go."

Hearing Qi Shen's mockery, Gu Meng felt much better and turned to leave.

Su Ming indifferently glanced at the retreating figures of Gu Meng and the others. Just as he was about to leave, Lin Chuyu called out to him.

"Su Ming, wait a moment."

"What is it? Is there something else?"

Su Ming looked at Lin Chuyu in confusion.

"Give me your phone number. I'll return the money to you tomorrow."

Lin Chuyu said to Su Ming.

"Okay, my phone number is."

Su Ming directly told Lin Chuyu his number, as with Lin Chuyu's memory, she would probably remember it after hearing it just once.

"Mm, I've got it."

Lin Chuyu carefully noted down the number.

"I'm leaving."

Su Ming then turned and left, heading towards the escalator.

Lin Chuyu watched Su Ming's retreating back, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Dusk.

Su Ming walked on the bustling street with his hands in his pockets, feeling a bit melancholic.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Su Ming muttered to himself. He hadn't expected the training pods to be so in demand, and his time was tight, so he couldn't get a reservation.

The most crucial point was that in the entire Thirteenth District, besides this club, there was no other place with Mecha training pods.

Just then, several figures hid in the crowd, staring at Su Ming walking ahead from a distance, cautiously following him.

Su Ming suddenly stopped, and the people following behind him also halted.

However, it wasn't long before Su Ming continued walking forward.

When he reached a fork in the road, he turned his head and looked around, then headed towards a very deserted side street.

Those figures' eyes lit up, and they quickened their pace to follow.

Su Ming walked all the way forward, and when he passed a small alley, he quickly turned into it.

After entering the alley, he ran straight ahead, constantly making turns.

However, just as he turned into the depths of the alley, he unfortunately ran into a dead end.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he saw five thugs armed with clubs blocking his path.

"Running away? You thought you were pretty good at running, didn't you?"

Wang Qiang, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Su Ming with a fake smile and said.

Su Ming didn't reply to Wang Qiang, but instead scanned each of them.

"Fatty, I already warned you last time, and you still don't know when to quit."

Seeing that Su Ming remained silent, Wang Qiang assumed he was scared and said fiercely.

"Oh, so what do you want?"

Su Ming put his hands in his pockets, looking at Wang Qiang and the others with a very calm expression, as if he were watching a group of clowns.

Seeing Su Ming's calm reaction, and the contempt in his eyes, Wang Qiang became furious and said fiercely.

"What? I'm going to kill you today!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Su Ming looked at them like they were idiots.

Wang Qiang was also amused by Su Ming's words. He raised the club in his hand and said to all his subordinates.

"Get him!"

Just as Wang Qiang and his subordinates charged forward, Su Ming pulled a very exquisite, miniature beam gun intricately carved with complex patterns from his pocket with his right hand!

Whoosh~

Su Ming pulled the trigger cleanly and decisively.

A beam of light shot out, hitting Wang Qiang's right leg directly.

"Ah~"

Wang Qiang let out a scream, fell directly to the ground, clutching his leg in pain, blood gushing out.

For a moment, Wang Qiang's subordinates were all stunned and stopped in their tracks, looking at Su Ming in fear.

They never expected Su Ming to have a gun. The Old Federation had very strict controls on such things.

Su Ming walked towards Wang Qiang and the others, holding the beam gun.

Wang Qiang's subordinates retreated in terror. Many of them wanted to run, but Su Ming kept his gun pointed at them.

They didn't dare to run, for fear of being shot.

"Throw down your weapons, put your hands on your heads, and squat against the wall. Anyone who dares to move will be shot!"

Su Ming warned coldly.

Immediately, Wang Qiang's subordinates threw down the clubs in their hands, obediently put their hands on their heads, and squatted against the wall.

Then Su Ming walked up to Wang Qiang and pointed the beam gun he was holding at Wang Qiang's head, his expression somewhat sinister.

These guys were really persistent. Fortunately, he had been careful and brought his father's treasured beam gun from home.

Wang Qiang endured the pain and said defiantly to Su Ming.

"Kid, don't think you're so great just because you have a gun."