"Wow... so thrilling?!"

As soon as Yun You entered, she saw Zhou Kui chop off the fat chef's hand with a hand blade.

Blood splattered like a fountain, spraying everywhere.

The brutal and bloody scene made Yun You mistakenly think she had walked onto the wrong set...

"Is this debt collection or an underground gang eliminating 'undercover agents'! This is exactly how it plays out in movies."

But when you think about it, this seems quite normal...

It's an underground gang... chopping off a couple of hands from someone who doesn't pay up seems rather reasonable at the scene.

It's certainly within their capabilities.

And compared to the severed hand on the ground, the blade hidden under Zhou Kui's arm actually piqued Yun You's interest more.

It was a silver folding blade, previously hidden under Zhou Kui's elbow, and when needed, it would spring out like now, forming an approximately 1-meter-long curved double edge.

"It's a Mantis Blade! It should be at a civilian standard..."

Yun You's eyes lit up, recognizing this dual blade.

The Mantis Blade, a favorite close combat weapon for gang members in Nest City, is also one of the most common types of close-quarters combat prosthetics.

Its price isn't too steep, with the lowest grade Mantis Blade costing about 10,000 Silver Cannons, equivalent to an ordinary submachine gun, but its power surpasses that of mid-to-small caliber firearms significantly.

Because even the lowest-grade combat prosthetics are made of rare special alloys, and while they can't cut through iron like mud, they can certainly cut through most materials, including steel plates and bulletproof vests.

As for the silver Mantis Blade in Zhou Kui's hand, Yun You guessed it must be the lowest level "civilian grade."

Prosthetic weaponry doesn't have such complex rank divisions, generally categorized from low to high into four classes: civilian grade, police grade, military grade... and the "special grade" that exists only in urban legends.

Though there are finer distinctions within each rank, such as "prototypes" often being stronger than "mass-produced models," and products from large companies being superior to those from small workshops...

But these differences aren't very noticeable, and explaining it would be complicated, so for those who don't study prosthetics much, just remembering the major ranks suffices.

Yun You had heard before that the Insect Gang was notorious for being nouveau riche, with almost all cadres equipped with Mantis Blades.

At the time, she thought this was just a rumor, a falsehood spread by the Insect Gang to establish their prestige... but now, these people probably weren't lying after all.

"I just wonder which is tougher, this thing or my claws..."

Yun You whimsically mused, unable to resist touching the Red Scale on her wrist.

...

"Phwort~"

Zhou Kui used the Mantis Blade to pick up the severed hand on the floor, scrutinized it for a moment, and then respectfully handed it over to Qian Sanjin.

"Hmm... the quality is not bad."

Qian Sanjin flicked the severed hand with his fingers, nodded satisfied, and took out a black wooden box from his pocket to place the hand inside.

It was only at this point that the fat chef realized what had happened, dully touching his right hand but finding nothing there.

"Ah... Ahhhhh!"

The pain of the severed hand surged into his brain like a tide, causing the chef to scream miserably, tears streaming...

He struggled to lift his head, looking at Zhou Kui with eyes filled with confusion and fear, intending to say something. But Zhou Kui waved him off impatiently, saying carelessly, "Alright, go wait in the back."

"One hand for 24,000 Silver Cannons, your debt is cleared."

"Don't go around saying the Insect Gang is unreasonable; it's you who couldn't pay up, not us ready to chop."

Zhou Kui's words were rather righteous, leaving no room for argument.

"Huff... huff..."

The fat chef's eyes gradually filled with a hint of resentment.

He was a chef and earned his living with his hands...

But now, Zhou Kui had chopped off one of his hands, and it was his dominant right hand; how could he continue as a chef? Install a mechanical prosthetic? No kidding... for a chef like him, the best mechanical hand still doesn't match his own.

The Insect Gang's action was equivalent to smashing his rice bowl.

But what could he do? Resist? Curse?

There was nothing he could do.

In the end, he could only swallow the bloody foam in his mouth from biting his teeth, tighten the wound on his wrist with his clothes, and slink off to a corner.

"Alright, let's continue."

Zhou Kui wiped the blood off the Mantis Blade with his sleeve and waved at the crowd.

But this time, no one dared to step forward.

The fat chef's ordeal served as a bloody lesson, with the severed hand constantly reminding people of the consequences of dealing with underground gangs.

But, unlike these people overwhelmed with fear, Yun You, who had just arrived at the bar and was unaware of the fat chef's previous ordeal, actually felt the Insect Gang seemed quite reasonable.

One hand for 24,000 Silver Cannons, while seeming absurd, appeared extremely normal in Nest City, a place devoid of human warmth.

In this city, many people wouldn't match this amount even if they sold their lives.

And the Insect Gang merely chopped off one of the fat chef's hands to wipe out the debt.

This behavior was practically a refreshing stream in the underground gangs, whose average moral standards are lower than primitives.

Having seen so much fraud and violence, Yun You couldn't help but want to praise them a little.

But the Insect Gang's next move shattered Yun You's fantasies, prompting her to stop overstating, and retract her previous wild thoughts.

...

Seeing no one step forward to repay the debt, Zhou Kui casually pointed at a flamboyantly dressed woman, and the Insect Gang members standing by promptly brought up the unlucky target.

"Your name is Yang Li, right?"

Zhou Kui glanced at the ledger and casually said, "You borrowed 8,000 from us a year ago, with an annual interest rate of 1,000%, totaling 88,000 with principal and interest."

"It looks like you aren't a wealthy person, so let's round it off; just pay 80,000."

"80,000 Silver Cannons? Zhou, are you kidding me?"

The woman seemed to know Zhou Kui, using a more intimate term of address than the others.

"You know, I'm just a fringe live streamer, and any money I make usually goes to maintaining my legs, so how could I have saved up so much..."

She said, intentionally or unintentionally lifting her skirt to reveal her legs.

One had to admit, her legs, a whole meter and two long, were quite beautiful, with skin as smooth and tender as anyone's, flawless curves, and under a semi-transparent black stocking, appearing full and alluringly ripe.

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