After closing a deal, the woman's enthusiasm increased considerably.

"Young lady, I have quite a few stones upstairs. Would you be interested in taking a look?"

Look, of course I'll look.

Upon reaching the second floor, even if Zuo Ling didn't know much about goods, she could tell that the goods on the second floor were much better than those piled up on the first floor.

It seems you can't go up to the second floor without spending money.

Actually, it's not that they're not allowed to sell it, but rather that businesses need to assess customers' purchasing power.

When you spend money at the store, it's like getting a ticket.

The waterfall started shaking and acting crazy again, and Zuo Ling had to press it down hard so that the woman wouldn't notice anything unusual.

Guided by the waterfall, Zuo Ling pretended to pick up three stones, one large and two small.

"These three pieces, boss, give me a fair price."

I didn't realize the young girl was such a big buyer; the woman was beaming with joy.

"Honest, definitely honest. The stones on the second floor have been appraised by a master, and they're not cheap. This is the first time you've patronized my business, so I'll give you a discount. 380,000, that's the lowest I can go."

Honest price? Not a chance.

Zuo Ling took a deep breath. She had never wasted so much money buying crystals before, and she wondered what she might get from them.

Zuo Ling immediately countered with a price of 50,000.

The woman smiled insincerely:

"Miss, the goods on the second floor are not as good as those on the first floor. If you bargain like this, you won't be able to take them away."

After some back and forth, the deal was finalized for 120,000.

Pointing towards the street corner, to the left, Lingdao:

"Boss, my car is at the street corner. Could you please take it to the street corner for me? I'll pay you in cash."

Glancing at Zuo Ling's backpack, which contained a rabbit rather than 120,000 yuan, the woman readily agreed.

After the handover, Zuo Ling led the waterfall on a tour.

Unbeknownst to her, the two Pyu men who were delivering the goods were pointing at her back and whispering amongst themselves.

With the waterfall as her cheat code, Zuo Ling swept through the entire jade gambling street, buying more than thirty stones of various sizes.

Some cost a few hundred yuan, others tens of thousands, totaling approximately 350,000 yuan.

Fearing suspicion, they drove a Tank 300 around once.

Having only one set of stone-cutting tools in the space isn't enough; I figured I might need them again sometime in the future.

The van was parked in a quiet, deserted spot. I went to a shop that sells stone-cutting tools and bought three sets of tools.

She bought a lot, and the shopkeeper patiently taught her how to use it step by step.

Zuo Ling took the opportunity to cut two pieces of stone.

A piece of Hetian jade, or a piece of jade with nothing inside.

The Hetian jade is not as good as the previous piece. The shop owner has been in the cutting tool business for many years and has cut countless stones for people, so he has some experience.

He said it should be grade three Hetian jade, but he didn't know how much it was worth.

The cutting tool is loaded onto the van, creating storage space for the van.

Next, they raided the raw stone shops they hadn't visited before, and after that, they left Licheng under the cover of night.

On the way here, Zuo Ling remembered that there was an abandoned factory by the roadside.

She planned to go there and cut out all the distinctive stones before leaving.

I just left Licheng when I realized I was being followed.

After the incident in the new city, she became much more vigilant than before.

I'm puzzled, is it that chaotic outside?

Kyoto is very safe. No matter if you are a young woman or a married woman, there is no danger at all if you take a walk at night.

Once you leave Kyoto, there's absolutely no guarantee of safety.

She didn't even consider that she received 26 million yuan in cash from selling Hetian jade. As a single woman, who else would she be eyeing if not her?

Zuo Ling didn't think that much; what she was thinking about was when they started targeting her.

She put the car away and then put it out again. Did the other person see that?

Thinking back carefully, the place where I parked the car was a dead end with no security cameras, so I probably didn't see it.

Those who dare to follow after seeing this are either from a hermit family or possess superpowers.

There were 3 cars, one less than last time, and fewer people as well.

Having already experienced an encounter, Zuo Ling wasn't too panicked.

I stepped on the gas and headed towards the side road.

The Tank 300 was much faster than the van, and when the people following her saw her accelerate, they stepped on the gas and caught up.

One long-wheelbase Land Rover Range Rover and two Toyota seven-seater minivans.

Zuo Ling sneered. They really think highly of her, chasing after her with a car worth over 1.8 million yuan.

I'd be doing them a disservice if I didn't get my hands on a Range Rover.

As time went on, the Range Rover's advantages became apparent. Coupled with its familiarity with the local road conditions, it roared past Zuo Ling, sandwiching Zuo Ling in the middle and forcing it to stop in the wilderness.

Just past midnight, the night was deep, with only a few stars remaining, making it hard to breathe.

Five dark-skinned Pyu men got out of the car laughing. One of them held a gun to Zuo Ling's car window and yelled at her to get out.

They were actually from Pyu!

Damn it, how dare you be so arrogant on Chinese soil? You're asking for trouble!

She slowly got off the car. The Pyu people looked at her with a wicked grin, and they whispered among themselves, knowing exactly what was going to happen next.

A bizarre scene suddenly unfolded: the moment Zuo Ling's foot touched the ground, she and Tank 300 vanished.

The Pyu people watched in horror as she and her car disappeared into the night like thin air, their voices trembling with fear.

There is a cemetery not far away.

A Pyu man pointed in the direction of the cemetery and shouted, "Ghosts! There are ghosts! Chinese ghosts!"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Ling reappeared, wielding two silenced pistols. He fired four shots, killing four Pyu people, before disappearing again.

Only the armed Pyu people are still alive.

Things changed so quickly that the man was completely terrified and started firing wildly into the open space while shouting something.

Seizing the opportunity, Zuo Ling appeared behind him and shot him in the head.

The world is quiet.

Blowing away the heat from the gun barrel, Zuo Ling shook her head. "A gun is still the best weapon. No martial arts skill can compare to the power of a single bullet."

The thought of bullets made me feel deflated.

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