Someone You Can't Afford to Mess With, Top Five in the Global Rankings

Ji Chuxing had indeed gone deeper inside.

To make money, she first needed something to work with. She had heard Wei Xingzhou and Bo Yanchen talk about this place tonight and thought it was a good place to make money! It suited her!

The underground casino covered a large area. In a corner to the east was a place that bought and sold all kinds of electronic products and equipment.

Of course, these weren't things circulating on the open market either. Most were just parts.

Relatively speaking, not many people came to the electronics section.

She stopped in front of a stall that had few customers.

The stall owner was an old man, and his wares were laid out haphazardly. Ji Chuxing squatted down and picked out a few mechanical instruments. "How much?"

The old man was humming a tune. He glanced indifferently at the items the girl had picked, saw that they were all the worst of the lot, and named a price offhand. "Five hundred."

Clearly, he didn't take Ji Chuxing seriously. After all, she had picked out defective goods nobody else had any use for.

Who knew how many hands these things had passed through before being dumped on him? He sold them as scrap to suckers.

If he hadn't been reluctant to part with the few bucks he'd spent acquiring them, he would have considered the junk a waste of space and thrown it away. Now that someone had come to buy it, he couldn't have been happier.

There weren't many people nearby, but some still looked over, their gazes growing even more contemptuous as they watched Ji Chuxing.

Ji Chuxing ignored them. She paid with a terrible ache in her heart, packed the items into her backpack, and turned to leave.

She was pretty, and in a place where fish and dragons mingled, there was never a shortage of sleazy people.

"Even a pauper comes to the underground casino. She'd be better off selling herself at a club."

The comments came from behind her, but Ji Chuxing paid them no mind.

She took a few steps, paused, and stopped in front of another stall.

The owner was a scruffy young man wearing black-framed glasses, looking like a madman. Mechanical parts of all sizes were laid out on his stall.

They seemed to have all sorts of uses, but in practice, there was no telling what they could make when put together.

So there were hardly any customers, but the stall owner didn't seem particularly anxious. He was busy assembling something.

Seeing Ji Chuxing stop and squat in front of the stall, picking through things again, the middle-aged man who had mocked her earlier couldn't resist taunting her once more.

"Hey, junk collector, I've got something here. Want it? Hahaha..."

The people around them joined in the jeering, the intent behind their lewd laughter plain to see. Such things were perfectly normal in the underground casino.

Suddenly, all the nasty laughter stopped.

Ji Chuxing stood up. At some point, a small pistol had appeared in her hand, and she pressed it against the chin of the person who had mocked him.

The mockery vanished from the man's face, leaving only terror.

Expressionless, Ji Chuxing applied a little pressure, pushing the muzzle against the man's chin and sending him sprawling onto the ground.

"S-spare me." The middle-aged man was scared out of his wits.

Without a word, Ji Chuxing aimed the gun at him.

Bang, bang! Two shots rang out, accompanied by the man's screams.

"Aaaaah!"

The bullets hit the ground, leaving two bullet holes.

The man was unharmed, if one ignored his wet backside.

The scene was quite comical, but no one dared laugh.

The girl was as pretty as ever, but with a gun in her hand, she was a little asura no one dared provoke.

The underground casino's rule was that life and death were left to fate; no one else had a say.

They were all scared.

Ji Chuxing blew on the muzzle and shrugged. "It's a piece of junk," she said, looking particularly innocent. "You can only put together something defective with it. All it can do is make a couple of bangs."

With that, she spun the pistol around in her hand and tossed it to the young stall owner.

The commotion had left the stall owner dumbfounded too. He caught what Ji Chuxing threw him, looking utterly bewildered, then his eyes lit up. "Huh, isn't this an F992?"

The F992 ranked fifth among Australia's famous guns. How could the underground casino have one?

The young stall owner looked as if he'd found a priceless treasure. "Wait, no, I didn't have this on my stall. Huh? You assembled it?"

He glanced at the things on his stall and was astonished. "You can assemble guns? How did you do it?"

The things he had here were a complete mess. Even he didn't know what he could make out of them, yet this young girl had managed it?

The people around them sucked in a breath, but none dared speak loudly.

How could that be? How could it be an F992!

She was just a young girl. How could she assemble a world-famous gun, and from this pile of scrap metal no less!

They wouldn't take it even if it were given to them!

But... the gun just now wasn't fake!

Ji Chuxing caught the scent of money. So this junk was worth that much? Her eyes lit up in an instant. "How much?"

The young man froze. Ji Chuxing patiently explained herself for once, giving the young stall owner a suspicious look. "I assembled it for you. You're not paying me?"

That stingy? Then I'll definitely hit him in a bit!

The young man didn't see anything wrong with that at all. Unable to put the gun down, he pulled a large handful of assorted banknotes from his messy bag. "Wait, great master, can you assemble anything else? I'll have you assemble it all for me. I'll pay you!"

And so, three minutes later, Ji Chuxing was sitting cross-legged beside the young man's stall, assembling guns and all sorts of miscellaneous equipment for him.

Twenty minutes later, her backpack was stuffed full of banknotes. She patted the bulging bag in satisfaction and stood up.

The young man couldn't bear to put the things down, feeling that he had found a treasure today. "By the way, great master, is there anything you like? Want to take it with you?"

Ji Chuxing waved a hand. "Forget it. They're all defective goods. You can sell them." She only wanted money!

Take his defective materials, make the best finished products, and sell them to him! Hehe!

The young man said, "...Hey, you can't say that. How are these defective goods?"

"Oh," Ji Chuxing said, opening her big, innocent eyes wide. "High-quality replicas."

The young man's face bloomed with a smile. "High-quality replicas have their advantages too. I'm the only one selling them, and they're all treasures in the top five of the global rankings!"

Ji Chuxing thought for a moment and decided the young man had a bit of skill. "Do you have these materials?"

She handed him a crumpled piece of paper.

The young man gave her a strange look. "I don't have them now, but I can get them in a few days. It'll just take some time. Great master, what are you making?"

"Something. How many days will it take to get them?"

"Three days, I guess. Come back in three days, great master. I guarantee I'll get them for you."

Ji Chuxing nodded. The young man looked at her, his eyes full of life. "Great master, how about we sell things together from now on?"

Ji Chuxing waved him off. "Too much trouble." She had no desire to run a stall. She wanted to make big money without one, hmph!

As soon as she turned and left, the people around them, who had been itching to move, rushed over. "Boss, how much? I'll buy this robot!"

"I'll buy this high-quality replica of the world's third-ranked driver!"

By the time she came out of the underground casino, it was past eleven thirty. For once, she was finally sleepy. She gave a little yawn and walked back slowly with her head lowered, her backpack on her back and both hands gripping its straps.

Elsewhere, Bo Yanchen and Wei Xingzhou had also come out of the casino.

Neither of them looked very pleased, though.

Wei Xingzhou patted the chair in irritation. "What do you think z is playing at? Could the news that he showed up a while ago have been false?"

Half a month ago, they had received word that z, the hacker ranked second on the resource network, had appeared at the underground casino. Wei Xingzhou had been waiting here like a man guarding a tree stump for a rabbit for half a month, but had yet to catch a glimpse of him.

Bo Yanchen frowned slightly. "If we can't find him, let's post a bounty."

They had something that needed a core design, and more importantly, they wanted to find Z's whereabouts. But Z had seemingly vanished these past two years, and they hadn't yet found anyone who could replace him. Now, they could only post a bounty.

Perhaps z would appear.

The core data was secondary. After all, it wasn't as though it couldn't be done. What mattered was that he needed z's abilities and wanted to work with him to counter the other hackers, especially the mysterious number one who had been silent for twenty years.

Wei Xingzhou raked a hand through his hair in frustration. "Z hasn't appeared on the resource network for two years. I don't know if he'll show up this time."

Bo Yanchen said nothing. Suddenly, Wei Xingzhou exclaimed, "Huh, isn't that your little ancestor?"

"Little ancestor?" Bo Yanchen raised an eyebrow.

He looked over and saw a small figure holding her backpack straps in both hands, kicking little stones on the ground as she walked forward without a care.

She looked so sweet and well-behaved.

Wei Xingzhou clicked his tongue. "Who else but your little ancestor? You practically want to rub her right into your eyes."

Bo Yanchen laughed, looking to be in quite a good mood. "Mm, she's my little ancestor."

Wei Xingzhou said, "..."

You look pretty happy about it, don't you?

He suspected Bo Yanchen's condition had gotten worse, but he didn't dare say so.

The car then pulled up beside Ji Chuxing. She turned to look, and the window rolled halfway down, revealing Bo Yanchen's face, gentle and warm as jade.

"Taking a walk on the street this late at night? Weren't you asleep?"

Ji Chuxing became well-behaved in an instant. She blinked and patted her thick backpack. "I remembered I hadn't done my homework, so I came out to buy a workbook."

Bo Yanchen told her to get in and said approvingly, "Xingbao, you're working so hard?"

"It's all right."

Wei Xingzhou gazed speechlessly at the sky. "..."

Lying through her teeth!

One dares to say it, and the other is happy to hear it. It's all right?