Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 422: Shi Ji: “Codename ‘Blank’? Not a male guest? What are you, a ladyboy or something?”

That night, they directly proceeded with Xiao Heʼs first scene.

In the world setting of ”The Phantom Thief Alliance,” there is a fictional ranking list of master thieves.

The white-haired hacker codenamed ”blank,” despite having top-tier hacking skills that allow him to silently erase his traces and track down treasures, has only average physical abilities and often requires team assistance. Therefore, in the comprehensive ranking, he can only place third.

Even so, the aura he exudes upon his debut is completely maxed out. Compared to Lu Xiaokong and Shi Ji, who are ranked beyond the top hundred, he is simply a high-level boss.

However, as a comedy film, no matter how cool a characterʼs persona is, it canʼt be maintained for more than a second.

”Bu Nan Ke?”

Shi Ji looked the person up and down, his face showing a bewildered expression, ”So that means youʼre a ladyboy, right?”

White-haired Hacker: ”...”

Lu Xiaokong: ”...”

What the hell is ʼBu Nan Keʼ!
”Itʼs blank! blank! How dare you, someone who canʼt even speak English properly, come to France alone?”

The white-haired hacker was so angry he was hopping mad.

”Oh—”

Shi Ji drew out the syllable, not understanding at all, but tactfully changed his form of address: ”Then Iʼll just call you Little Third! That name of yours is really too unpleasant to hear. Itʼs better to just call you Little Third, which can also highlight your position in the ranking.”

The white-haired hacker clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to vomit blood.

Being the eternal third-place loser was his everlasting pain!

Good grief, right after meeting, Shi Ji was already frantically tap-dancing all over his sore spots.

Lu Xiaokong also recalled how his uncle had tricked him into going to White Elephant Country to sell himself back in the day. He looked at the white-haired hacker with great sympathy and appropriately stopped his own uncleʼs behavior of attracting hatred: ”Uncle, say less.”

The white-haired hacker also said angrily and impatiently: ”Do you want to make this deal or not? If not, Iʼll find someone else!”

”We do, we do!”

Shi Ji tried to reach out and hook his arm around the white-haired hacker, but the other nimbly dodged. Shi Ji could only awkwardly withdraw his hand, then lowered his voice and said: ”Itʼs just that youʼre taking too big a cut! How about this: I have great connections over in White Elephant Country! As long as you help us find the perfume this time, weʼll split the money you get three, me seven. Later, Iʼll take you to our place for a massage!”

The white-haired hacker rolled his eyes, turned, and walked away, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

”Hey, hey—”

Shi Ji, having failed the negotiation, extended his hand in a pleading gesture, ”Then you four, me six—”

”Letʼs talk some more—”

”Alright, alright!”

Lu Xiaokong also felt embarrassed on his own behalf and held his forehead.

Damn it, who could take his old uncle away?

Shi Ji was also very dissatisfied: ”Why arenʼt you saying anything?”

Lu Xiaokong: ”... Youʼve already offended him to death, what else is there for me to say?”

Then he also started walking forward along the empty street.

Shi Ji hurriedly caught up: ”Hey, how are you talking to your old uncle? Back in the day, on the one thousand two hundred and fifty-eighth day after you were born, I even held you—”

”Ah, yes, yes. When I was three years old, you carried me to go play mahjong. But you got so engrossed in the game that you didnʼt even realize I had a fever. Later, I almost burned up and became an idiot!”

”Huh? Ahem, you have quite a good memory for a kid. But doesnʼt that just prove your brain is fine?”

”...”

During the day, Grasse looks like a beautiful little town with exotic charm, but the streets at night arenʼt that well-lit. Many areas canʼt even compare to ordinary small town streets in China, especially the many alleys here. They twist and turn, winding through narrow gaps between buildings, extending towards various different places.

These alleys are usually completely devoid of any light, forming a stark contrast with the streets in front. So, in many cases, you have exquisite shops filled with fragrance in the front, but turning into the back alley reveals damp walls and haphazardly piled garbage.