Elsewhere, Tan Chong, carrying the bronze sword fragments he had photographed, got into his Mercedes-Benz and headed for the gambling stone market. He had received the news. The eldest son of the Fang family had appeared there, and he had to go and show his courtesy.

Two burly bodyguards were also in the car—professional thugs hired for personal protection.

Despite the stable security situation, sometimes bodyguards weren't even necessary. But was that what the wealthy needed? They needed the air of pretense, the air of prestige!

The floating steel armor had locked onto the vehicles on the road. The road to the gambling stone market was a mountainous one, not remote, and there were still a lot of vehicles coming and going. As a gambling stone market, it had always been a popular area.

Using the principles of electromagnetic control, the steering wheel suddenly changed direction and darted into a small road.

Tan Chong sensed something was amiss and immediately shouted fiercely, "Are you drunk? This isn't the right road. Damn it, are you trying to kill me?"

The bodyguard in the passenger seat didn't move at all, instead twitching violently, as if knocked unconscious by the electric shock.

A flash of electricity flashed, using a small stun gun to knock the occupants unconscious.

Iron Man first hacked into the dashcam from outside the car, preserving the recorded video at the previous frame.

After completing this, he took the bronze sword fragment that Tan Chong had collected and left.

After entering stealth mode, Iron Man arrived at the gambling stone field and handed the bronze sword fragment to Zhao An in the restroom.

Wearing white gloves, Zhao An touched the bronze sword fragment and absorbed the spiritual energy within.

Instantly, his clairvoyance increased significantly. Even his perception was heightened once again. This spiritual energy could comprehensively enhance his abilities, strengthening many aspects of his abilities.

After completing all this, Zhao An left the restroom. The entire process took less than a minute.

Iron Man Suit also switched to stealth mode and left, returning to Daben and returning the bronze sword. He also injected Tan Chong with a poison that would force him to have an erection, and then release it continuously, like a god of war.

The result was an extreme high, his penis bleeding profusely, and his entire reproductive organs necrotized, beyond repair.

The method was cruel, but the result was satisfying. To be cruel to the enemy is to be kind to oneself.

After completing all this, Iron Man Suit adjusted the recorder again. The entire process was flawless, even undetectable. The footage remained unchanging, maintaining the coma of several people.

At the same time, he injected the bodyguard driving the car with alcohol, thus confirming the drunk driving accident. This was also a car accident caused by drunk driving. As for the fainting, it was not worth mentioning.

The whole process took less than ten minutes, and Tan Chong awoke. His first reaction was to check the treasures he'd auctioned—they were intact, untouched.

But something seemed off. He smelled alcohol, and in a rage, he slapped the driver on the head. "Fuck you, how are you driving? I'll give you a lesson when we get back!"

The others also woke up dazedly. The sudden impact seemed to have knocked them unconscious.

After checking, nothing was lost. Only the front of the car had flattened, where it had hit a tree.

Tan Chong, who had been preparing to go to the gambling stone field, suddenly felt a surge of sexual desire, seemingly unable to suppress it. "Turn around and go back to the neighborhood."

Uncontrollable, he simply went to a nearby hotel, found a nosy woman, and started having sex.

Inside the gambling stone field, Zhao An's smile grew even more playful. The sheer exhilaration, coupled with the sudden sense of descent into hell, would surely make anyone's heart shatter!

Continuing to gamble on the stones, a man soon arrived. He was pot-bellied and looked like a drunkard.

"Uncle, you're here too," Qian Haoming said first. "Uncle, this is Mr. An, our main partner this time and a major client. Mr. An, and this is my uncle, Qian Zilai."

"Hello, nice to meet you." Zhao An smiled gently. This family was quite interesting. The men's names were a bit clichéd. Qian Ben, Qian Zilai? Interesting.

"Hello, Mr. An. I've heard you're a versatile person. I'm really excited to see you trying your hand at this business today. Mr. An, do you mind if I observe? If I have the right rough, I'll charge you the price." Qian Zilai was a chubby man with the smile of a simple farmer.

"No problem." Zhao An looked over at him, and this time, he was practically transparent. You can see everything inside the raw jade. Many stones are empty, some are only the size of rice grains, and occasionally you'll find jade the size of an egg, with a beautiful color.

The gambling industry is lucrative, and the suppliers are the ones who consistently profit. Simply bringing a truckload of jade from the border is enough to earn a steady income.

The areas where the ore is produced are plagued by years of war, making it impossible to build factories and barely achieving self-sufficiency. Many daily necessities rely on imports, so bringing in groceries and food is a near-perfect investment.

This industry has always been controlled by the Lin family. While the profits aren't particularly lucrative, the Lin family's supply has been stable over the years. They act solely as middlemen, profiting from the price difference, and have little interest in intervening in the jade rough market. This fact hasn't been criticized, so they've kept their control, and nothing matters. As long as they can make money, everything else can be put aside.

In addition to being able to see if there's jade in the stones, Zhao An can also see through people's clothing and see what's going on inside. In his eyes, all the men present were bald, their disguises clear to the naked eye. Women were no exception; the shape of their breasts and the presence of pubic hair were all visible.

If Zhao An had acquired this skill upon his rebirth, he might have been thrilled, seeking every possible means to remove the helmet and satisfy his desires. But now, he felt no wavering, even a little inclined to smile. He had no shortage of women; if he wanted any, he could have sex with them.

It was a novelty, though. This skill was quite good, and could prove useful in crucial moments. There are no useless skills, only people who don't know how to use them.

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