The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 186 Changes in "Team Building" Model

Xingyuan immediately asked with concern, "What's going on? Who's outside?"

"I'll explain in detail later. Let's get rid of these flies first." Zou Shuyi stopped Xingyuan, who wanted to leave with her, without giving any room for argument. "You! Stay inside. If I see even a tiny cut on your face, not even the size of a fingernail, you can forget about ever stepping into my bar again."

The surrounding guests cast complicated glances at them; handsome guys are just so appealing!
Xingyuan: "..." He actually wanted to say that he was quite skilled and not weak enough to fight against people with superpowers.

But being forcefully protected behind me, and not wanting to experience it any less, I chose to obey and stand still.

However, he didn't sit still. Quickly and calmly, he took out his phone and dialed Xue Wanshan's number: "Hello, Officer Xue..."

At the same time, Zou Shuyi had already pushed open the door and stepped out. The low pressure surrounding her and her soaring anger were almost visible to the naked eye.

Su Ninglong stood silently in front of the door, watching everything. Lian Xinyi, Lei Qingya and the others also fell silent as quails. No one dared to go over Zou Shuyi to teach these thugs a lesson. They knew very well that Ms. Zou was a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

“Speak,” Zou Shuyi said, standing on the steps and looking down at the group of thugs, her tone revealing undisguised impatience. “What do you want? Get to the point.”

The thugs brazenly looked Zou Shuyi up and down, their faces revealing malicious excitement.

“Beautiful lady, this land belongs to our boss. You’ve been running a bar here without paying rent to him, so we brothers had to come here in person to ‘remind’ you.”

"Huh?" Zou Shuyi laughed as if she had heard the biggest laugh in the world: "Who is your boss? Su Ninglong?"

Su Ninglong glanced at her godmother: She's really good at fooling people!

"Su Ninglong?"

Who is Su Ninglong?

"What does this have to do with Su Ninglong?"

The thugs looked at each other, and a few of the underlings huddled together whispering and scratching their heads.

Although they were internet surfers, they usually only paid attention to gossip and games, and knew very little about the truly important figures in the Star Alliance, let alone come across any specific information about niche tracks like "Suninglong". Their faces were full of confusion.

Zou Shuyi smiled enigmatically.

The gang leader and his henchmen felt a chill creep up their spines, as if a cold snake was crawling up their backs.

"Stop trying to scare us, that won't work on us," the thug leader roared, trying to sound tough but actually sounding weak.

"Intimidate?" Zou Shuyi's eyes sharpened. "You haven't even figured out who the real owner of this building is, yet you dare to come looking for trouble? I suggest you take out your phones and search online right now. I know the owner of this building very well. If she wanted to deal with your so-called 'organization,' it would be a piece of cake."

She turned slightly to the side, letting the dim streetlights shine obliquely on her face. Her bright red lips appeared particularly striking, even somewhat eerie, in the interplay of shadow and light.

"What? Your boss," Zou Shuyi said sarcastically, "could it be that he knew the boss was Su Ninglong, yet still sent you bunch of greenhorns to be cannon fodder?"

The thugs immediately became agitated.

Some people's faces clearly showed wavering and fear, and a few who reacted quickly immediately pulled out their phones and began searching for the keyword "Suninglong".

Related keywords quickly popped up on the screen: "Executioner," "Star Alliance Special Personnel," "Two-Star Hunter," "Star Police Protector," and so on.

Anonymous trolls on the internet have gone to great lengths to portray Su Ninglong as a ruthless and cunning villain.

This exaggerated description of fighting evil with evil had a surprisingly significant effect, instantly extinguishing most of the arrogance of these fearless young people and sobering them up considerably.

Hidden behind the crowd, Su Ninglong, with an innocent and bewildered expression, thought with utter despair: What kind of messed up reputation is this... I'd rather not have it at all.

"Boss," a henchman, his voice trembling and face pale, approached his leader after finishing his research, "something doesn't seem right. Maybe... we should retreat?"

"Withdraw? Withdraw my ass!" The thug leader's face contorted with rage. He had clearly seen the messages too, a flicker of barely perceptible fear crossing his eyes, but more than that, a sense of being caught in a bind and driven to rage. "We take money to solve problems. Who cares who she is, listen up, charge in! Smash whatever you can. I refuse to believe that if we come here every day, your lousy shop will still be able to stay open."

Looking at this group of stubborn fools, Zou Shuyi sighed silently in her heart.

To be honest, before this building was completed, there were indeed a few groups of arrogant individuals who came to cause trouble. But ever since the news of the Star Alliance's official move in spread, all those scoundrels have disappeared. Yet there are always some fools blinded by short-sighted gains who think that as long as they use underhanded harassment and relentlessly annoy people, even the Star Alliance can't do anything to them.

But there are always a few people who only focus on immediate gains and think that even the Star Alliance can't stop the thugs from constantly harassing them.

These methods, though seemingly simplistic and foolish, are, in many cases, simple, brutal, and effective enough to drive people to despair.

After all, the building's security forces are mainly concentrated inside and at the main entrance, and no extra personnel are assigned to take care of the bars that operate independently on the side wings.

This gave these thugs the illusion that they could take advantage of the situation.

But the atmosphere at this moment was eerie.

No matter how the thugs shouted, threatened, and brandished their sticks, the patrons in the bar remained as calm as mountains. Their faces showed no sign of panic; instead, they seemed to be sitting in the audience, enjoying a poor street performance with great interest. Their calmness was unsettling.

What infuriated the thugs even more was that the young men blocking the bar entrance all wore a subtle expression that mixed pity, mockery, and "you're in big trouble"—as if they were looking at a bunch of fools courting death.

Those thugs have no shame!

The blatant disregard and condescending attitude completely ignited the thugs' anger-driven nerves.

"Damn it, you're asking for it! Smash it!" The thug leader, enraged, roared and charged at the young man blocking the door with his stick in hand!

Even thugs have their pride; being ignored like this, they grabbed their sticks and charged at the thugs.

Almost at the same moment, two clear, cold voices rang out:

“Imprisoned!” This came from Song Hu.

“Silence!” comes from Song Liu.

An invisible power of words enveloped the thugs charging ahead, causing their movements to suddenly freeze, as if a pause button had been pressed, and even the fierce expressions on their faces froze.

Xuanxi gracefully waved his hands in front of him. The space around the thugs rippled like water, and several deep, small black holes appeared out of thin air.

A powerful suction force emanated from the black hole, and with a few "whoosh" sounds, it easily sucked the metal rods they were tightly holding into it, making them disappear without a trace.

Sally quietly closed her eyes, constructing an illusion that enveloped all the thugs.

When the Song brothers' spell wore off, the thugs in front of the bar seemed to be possessed by a demon. Some of them ran away in terror, covering their heads and kicking at the air.

Some of them bumped around like headless flies, emitting unintelligible screams;
Some collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down their faces...

Looking at this group of ugly "intruders," Su Ninglong, who had been observing coldly, suddenly broke into an extremely bright smile. She clapped her hands, and her clear voice drowned out the chaos outside the door.

"Let's change our original team building activity at the arcade to a more interesting competitive mode."

Lei Qingya and his group were eagerly anticipating the competition, while the people in the bar listened intently.

"The rules are simple: teams of three or fewer are allowed. The objective is to uncover the 'boss' behind these idiots and make him/her pay the price for their actions and submit to the law by 8:00 AM tomorrow."

She offered an irresistible lure: "For the team that successfully completes the mission, I, on behalf of my master, promise to customize a 'sacred artifact' for you free of charge. You only need to provide two sets of materials yourself."

Seeing everyone's eyes light up instantly, she added with a smile, "The ownership of the sacred artifacts you create belongs to you, and you are allowed to resell or lease them. However, there is one restriction: the buyer can only be a registered hunter of the Star Alliance. Other than that, there are no other additional conditions. How about it, is this 'team building activity' exciting enough?"

"Holy crap! Master Su's free labor fee."

The thought exploded in everyone's minds like a thunderclap.

It's important to know that Master Su's craftsmanship fees are incredibly valuable and practically unavailable within the Star Alliance.

Rounding this up, it's equivalent to getting hundreds of millions of star coins for free.

"Resell? Are you kidding me!"

Almost everyone was internally screaming, "Only a fool would resell it! We have to keep it for ourselves!"

In an instant, the thought of "Charge!" seemed to transform into a tangible flame, igniting everyone's fighting spirit.

Lei Qingya and Shali were the quickest to react.

The two teleported instantly, flanking Shen Zhaoming from both sides and shouting in unison, "Shen Zhaoming/Brother Shen! Team up with us!"

They acted as if they were afraid that if they hesitated even for a second, this powerful leg would be snatched away by someone else.

Lian Xinyi: ? ? ?

He paused for a second, then realized what was happening.

No way! His gaze swept across the crowd in an instant, and he grabbed Song Liu and Song Hu's arms with precision, his tone resolute: "The three of us, one team."

Song Liu and Song Hu were pulled so hard they stumbled, but they immediately nodded to join in.

Charlie looked around and realized that all the reliable teammates seemed to have been taken, leaving only Xuanxi, who didn't seem to talk much, and Yinggu, who had a slightly lower profile.

He quickly moved closer, with a mixture of tentative anticipation and expectation: "Xuanxi, Yinggu, shall we... team up?"

Xuanxi still maintained his aloof demeanor, but his eyes revealed his intense interest in the "sacred artifact."

Eagle Bone nodded steadily.

The two spoke almost simultaneously: "Okay."

Although his tone was calm, it carried a firm determination to "definitely beat the other two teams".

This sudden "search competition" not only ignited the infighting within the small group, but even the hunters, net hunters, and intelligence brokers who were originally just watching the excitement in the bar couldn't sit still anymore.

They all rushed out at once, crowding the bar entrance, and loudly asked in unison:
"Miss Su! Can we participate too?"

"Yeah, yeah! Count us in."

Su Ninglong raised her hand and glanced at her watch. The hands clearly pointed to 10:15. There were less than ten hours left until 8:00 the next morning.

“You can participate.” She readily agreed, then raised her voice to announce the rules, “Form teams now! No more than three people! I’ll give you fifteen minutes. At 10:30 sharp, I will take photos of all participating teams as proof. After the photos are taken, the competition will officially begin.”

Zou Shuyi, who was watching with her arms crossed, couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile as she watched Su Ninglong's "troublemaking" actions. She teasingly reminded her, "Hey, kids, play is play, and make a fuss, but remember to obey the law. Don't go too far and end up in the police station for a chat, that would be a real loss."

"Absolutely!" everyone responded in unison, their voices loud and clear, but their minds were already racing: even if they accidentally crossed the line, they would definitely distance themselves immediately, otherwise, where would they find such a "good opportunity" next time?

Where there is gambling, there are bound to be losers.

If you win, you'll turn your life around and wield a top-tier artifact!
Lost? Well, you can only accept the loss and admit you were outmatched.

The bar instantly descended into chaos.
Familiar faces, unfamiliar faces, and even some clueless guests who had just put down their glasses were all grabbed by the excited people around them and pulled into a hastily assembled group, joining this tempting and exciting midnight competition.

At the bar entrance, a few bewildered net hunters who had just been temporarily pulled into the team couldn't help but grab an experienced hunter who knew the situation, seeing the teammates' high spirits.

He lowered his voice and asked urgently, "Hey, buddy, buddy! What's going on? Who exactly is this 'master' that Miss Ninglong mentioned? Is it really necessary to get so excited about a free custom-made sacred artifact?"

The veteran hunter's eyes lit up when asked, as if he had finally found an opportunity to show off. He said mysteriously, "Hey, I can tell you're new here, or you don't usually pay attention to the top-tier gear scene. Do you know the most sought-after items in the hunter community right now: the 'Disintegration Pointer' and the 'Tranquilizing Earring'?"

Do you know about the Disintegration Pointer and the Heart-Cleansing Earring?

"Of course I know!" The questioner nodded immediately. "Since these two items appeared, the casualty rate among our brothers entering the contaminated area has dropped significantly, but they're just too hard to get."

“That’s why they’re hard to snatch,” the old hunter slapped his thigh, his tone carrying a sense of pride that said, “You finally got to the point.” “These two treasures have to be made entirely by hand.”