Two men were led to a room by the Lynx's subordinates. Ma Jie looked apprehensive and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. That guy is a mechanic, knows gun blueprints. The boss has been wanting to make a move against him, but doesn't know his background, so he hasn't acted rashly. We're just asking you to understand the situation."

Ma Jie's mind immediately started racing. With a hint of excitement, he could meet the Lynx's boss. This was a rare opportunity, maybe he could rise to prominence from this and get rid of his lonely fate. He glanced at his yellow-haired cousin, who was now looking at him with a dumbfounded and envious expression.

Betraying Han Xiao didn't require any hesitation. They weren't relatives or friends. Who cares if he dies?

After waiting restlessly for half an hour, the Lynx finally walked in. The yellow-haired man and Ma Jie hurriedly bowed. Ma Jie was too hasty and accidentally knocked over a chair.

"Do you know the origins of Technician Han?"

The Lynx was expressionless, which made Ma Jie even more nervous. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he stammered:

"His name is Han Xiao. He's a vagrant who smuggled over with me. It's his first time in Xidu. He has no relatives or friends."

The Lynx's eyes flickered slightly. "That's it?"

Ma Jie thought the Lynx was dissatisfied. He racked his brains and quickly said, "Right, when he entered Xidu, he didn't bring anything. He was dressed in rags and looked penniless."

"Very good."

The Lynx turned to leave.

Ma Jie was very perceptive and respectfully said, "It's good as long as the boss is satisfied."

The Lynx paused, with a smile that wasn't a smile. "You're not bad. You can follow me from now on."

Ma Jie's eyes widened in ecstasy.

I'm going to be rich!

After the Lynx left, the yellow-haired man hurried forward, his face full of flattery. "Ma Jie, I'll have to rely on you a lot in the future."

It was Ma Jie's turn to have confidence. He glanced at the yellow-haired man, acting high and mighty. "What did you just call me?"

"Cousin... Cousin."

The roles of the yellow-haired man and Ma Jie were instantly reversed, and he looked completely natural, not ashamed at all.

Ma Jie's vanity was satisfied. He patted the yellow-haired man's shoulder, his face full of smiles. After thinking for a moment, he asked the Lynx's subordinate next to him, "Brother, I'd like to ask you something. What will the boss do with Han Xiao?"

"That goes without saying. Of course, he'll be captured and tortured, forced to write out the gun blueprints. With the blueprints, we can cultivate our own gunsmiths, and then we'll kill him."

"That's good." Ma Jie was relieved.

…

In less than three minutes, the Lynx returned to his seat, glanced at the untouched dishes, and said with a fake smile, "Han Xiao, right."

"Looks like you know my name."

Han Xiao sensed the impending storm. His face remained unchanged as he quietly reached into his backpack, fumbling for the groove to fit the light-duty mechanical arm. With a click, it tightened, ready to be activated at any time. Only then did he feel a little relieved. Although he came to Crowe's junkyard to trick the Lynx, he was used to being careful. He had learned his lesson. When he first came into contact with *Galaxy*, Han Xiao was still a greenhorn, treating the NPCs as rigid programs from other games, acting recklessly and getting his boat overturned a dozen times. Even a sow knows to be careful.

How exactly did his boat get overturned? Being chased and killed at the respawn point by players, Han Xiao could still tolerate. But being blocked by an NPC for three days…

Stop it! People who talk about dark history will be dragged out and have their little dicks flicked!

The Lynx tapped the table with his fingers, neither lightly nor heavily, and slowly said, "Heh heh, I've been guessing your background. I didn't expect that you were just a vagrant who hadn't been in Xidu for long. I have to say you're very cautious. I only figured out your background today."

"So?"

The Lynx's face turned cold, changing faster than flipping a book. "Be sensible and hand over all the detailed technology for manufacturing guns."

Having learned that Han Xiao was alone and without support, the Lynx finally decided to make a move, tearing off his hypocritical friendly mask and revealing the fangs hidden beneath his smiling face, killing the donkey after grinding the mill.

"No regard for our past relationship?"

"What relationship do I have with you? We're just having a transaction."

"Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly kill someone?"

Han Xiao grinned.

The Lynx looked playful and snapped his fingers. The four subordinates around him took out their handguns and pointed them at Han Xiao.

"Did you think I wouldn't make any preparations? It's ironic. These guns pointed at you now, you made them all."

There were a total of six armed lackeys. Across the dining table were the Lynx and four subordinates. Behind him, at the door, two people were guarding. In this narrow room, Han Xiao's space to dodge was limited.

Han Xiao remained still and slowly said, "Even if I hand over the technology, you'll still kill me."

The Lynx sneered. That was exactly what he was thinking. Only something possessed by a few people has value, and he knew the principle of eliminating the root.

"I hope you cooperate, at least you can avoid some physical pain."

"What if I don't cooperate?"

"Some of my men are very good at extracting confessions. You'll talk sooner or later."

Han Xiao suddenly put away the laziness on his face. His sharp gaze made the Lynx's heart tremble.

"Do you think I have no way to escape?"

The Lynx noticed that Han Xiao's left hand was always reaching into his backpack and shook his head. "Maybe there's something in your backpack that you're relying on, but once you make a move, my men will open fire."

"What if I said, the bag is full of high explosives?"

The backpack was only opened a crack, and no one could see what was inside.

The Lynx scoffed. He didn't believe such nonsense. Ma Jie's appearance was purely an accident. It was impossible for Han Xiao to make preparations in advance. Who are you trying to scare?

Han Xiao said slowly, "I don't know who told you my background, but obviously, that person has limited knowledge of me. You can try turning on your computer, accessing the dark web, and looking for the latest bounties."

The Lynx frowned. Han Xiao's confident appearance made him feel a little uneasy.

Although he had some influence in Xidu, he was just a small-time local thug in the entire underworld. His horizons were limited, and he wasn't qualified to get involved in the events of the dark web, so he rarely paid attention to it and didn't know about the Germination's bounty.

The Lynx thought this was Han Xiao's trick to delay time. Besides, he was a boss. If others told him to do something, he would do it. Wouldn't that be a loss of face?

Han Xiao said leisurely, "If you don't believe me, then do you want to gamble? Life is always full of surprises. Explosives can exert the greatest destructive power in this limited space. First, there's the explosion. The shrapnel will be shot out with the shock wave, covering every corner. The power is greater than bullets. Then there's the high-temperature flames, which will ignite the house. Everyone here will be burned, but don't worry, you won't be burned to death, because you'll have already been dismembered by the shrapnel from the first explosion…"

The subordinates behind the Lynx couldn't help but take a step back. What Han Xiao said was very serious, scaring them.

The Lynx shouted, "Enough, I'm not interested in joking with you. Stand up obediently, or I'll have someone shoot."

Han Xiao shrugged and sighed, "Can't we talk about it? I'll hand over the blueprints…"

Just then, the last ray of sunlight sank below the horizon, and darkness dominated the sky.

Before he could finish speaking, Han Xiao suddenly burst into action without warning! His left hand clenched into a fist, and the mechanical arm was like a beast awakening from its sleep. The backpack was torn into countless shreds of cloth, and he flipped the table in front of him, smashing pots, bowls, pans, soup, and dishes at the Lynx and his four lackeys.

Talk? No way, you didn't actually believe it, did you?

Four people in front, two people behind. Han Xiao made a judgment. Flipping the table to block the firepower in front, the erected table formed a temporary barrier. Then he turned and strode towards the door, his mechanical arm held horizontally in front of him, his momentum fierce, his posture like a charging cavalryman.

Clang, bang, crash! The dining table smashed into the four lackeys.

The Lynx's forehead was bleeding from being hit by a plate. He covered his wound and roared, "Fire!"

At this time, only the two lackeys at the door could shoot.

Gunshots rang out!