Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Chapter 587: Revenge is necessary, and the crime is deserved

2005年3月2日晚11点50分，位于洛杉矶郊外的圣奥东尼奥山，梅隆家族山庄。

It was already late at night, and the entire villa was brightly lit. Searchlights on several high towers kept sweeping back and forth, making the villa look extremely heavily guarded. It did not look like a leisure resort for top dignitaries at all.

In the dense forest on the top of the mountain, Lin Yuan poked half of his head out from a large tree trunk and looked down at the villa:

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He looked at the brightly lit villa in the distance and knew his target: Arthur Mellon was in the villa.

The Mellon family's roots are in Maryland, and in order to plan this operation against Lin Yuan, Arthur Mellon personally rushed to Los Angeles.

This gave Lin Yuan the opportunity to take revenge overnight.

After issuing a death threat to Arthur Mellon during the day, Lin Yuan took action immediately without any hesitation.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war. The success rate of taking action would be the highest if we take action while Arthur Mellon is still in Los Angeles.

On the one hand, it was because Hyuga Kotake and others were caught in one fell swoop, and Arthur Mellon did not know the details of the assassination. In addition, Lin Yuan was using a cane when he flew to Los Angeles and attended the Oscar ceremony.

Therefore, Arthur Mellon did not know that Lin Yuan's injuries had healed, and he did not expect that Lin Yuan would launch an assassination attempt so quickly.

On the other hand, the Mellon Villa on Mount San Antonio is not the Mellon family's headquarters after all, and its vigilance is far inferior to that of the headquarters in Maryland.

If Arthur Mellon were allowed to return to Maryland, it would become several orders of magnitude more difficult for Lin Yuan to assassinate him.

Lin Yuan deliberately said that he would assassinate Arthur Mellon within a month, just to paralyze him. In fact, he had no intention of waiting until the next day.

In addition, Arthur Mellon believed that his injuries had not healed. This information gap was enough to cost Arthur Mellon his life.

But judging from the tight security of Mellon Villa tonight, Arthur Mellon is still very careful about his life when it comes to his own.

Even though he didn't think Lin Yuan could assassinate him personally right now, he was still wary of the possibility that Lin Yuan would use professional mercenaries to carry out the assassination like he did.

Such tight defense is prepared for those possible mercenary killers.

But Lin Yuan had never thought of using mercenary killers, because how could those mercenaries' skills compare to his? And they would also leave behind fatal handles.

Lin Yuan is fully capable of achieving his goals with his own abilities.

He had been observing Mellon Hill for nearly half an hour. He was also very familiar with Mount San Antonio, having been there before when he and Taylor Swift filmed the music video for "Enchanted."

Therefore, with the advantage of geographical location and the effect of slowing down the flow of time in his brain through "master-level time management", he has analyzed the defense situation of the villa for nearly 2 hours and came up with the best plan of action.

Arthur Mellon's location is in the master bedroom on the east side of the sixth floor of the main building. There are three main difficulties in reaching him:
First, the outermost walled area of ​​the villa. This area is open and has fixed cameras and searchlights that scan back and forth to fill in the camera's blind spots.

Second, there were guard posts equipped with thermal imaging cameras at various commanding heights within the villa. Beyond the outer wall, the flowers and trees within the villa would not be able to obscure the assassin's presence under the thermal imaging cameras.

The last point is the dense presence of bodyguards and hounds surrounding the main building.

Such a security arrangement would be almost impossible to succeed without heavy firepower and relying only on mercenary killers armed with light weapons.

Once a firefight occurs, there is a US military training base at the foot of Mount San Antonio that can arrive immediately.

Therefore, Arthur Mellon did not flee back to his base in Maryland immediately because he had something to rely on.

But Arthur Mellon didn't know that all his arrangements were useless to Lin Yuan.

At this moment, in Lin Yuan's eyes, Arthur Mellon was already a dead man.

Cameras and searchlights are aimed at high-walled areas on the ground and cannot prevent threats from overhead.

Lin Yuan opened his arms, revealing the black wing-like membranes beneath his arms.

His plan was simple: fly directly to the high tower on the west side of the villa using a wingsuit, and without the help of a parachute, rely on grabbing the round spire of the tower to cushion the landing.

This plan is simply too simple and crude, even a little absurd. For anyone other than Lin Yuan, it is tantamount to suicide.

Wingsuit flying in the night sky is inherently very dangerous, and even during the day you should try to avoid obstacles.

Lin Yuan was actually planning to rush towards the tower in the dark?

Relying on grip to cushion the impact is simply unrealistic. If that's possible, why would we need a parachute?

Wingsuit flying can reach speeds between 160 and 290 kilometers per hour. If it hits the ground at such a high speed...

It is unlikely to have an intact corpse, but Lin Yuan knows that he can do it.

Previously, when he was filming "The Legend of Tang Dynasty", he had a real-life slingshot scene, and the disturbance of the wind direction almost cost him his life.

However, he still relied on his brain's analysis and judgment of the slowing down of time flow, and used the "wing suit" effect of his clothes to successfully land on the deceleration net.

This time, he was wearing the most advanced professional wingsuit, and had three additional talents: unity of body and mind, extraordinary intuition, and extraordinary physique.

Although he cannot block bullets with his body at this moment, in a sense, he is a superman.

His extraordinary intuition gives him the ability to make split-second judgments like a supercomputer, allowing him to know the best course of action.

The unity of body and mind allows him to be like a machine that never makes mistakes, accurately executing the best plan formulated by his extraordinary intuition.

His extraordinary physique allows him to withstand greater impact, and his strong recovery ability serves as the basis for this action.

He also has master-level time management, which allows him to enter the "bullet time" state in his brain, so that he has enough time to think about response strategies when encountering any accidents.

Therefore, the suicidal challenges that even top wingsuit athletes dare not even think about are as easy as drinking water to Lin Yuan.

As for the thermal imaging camera he would face after landing, Lin Yuan was not worried.

On the one hand, his speed was fast enough. After all, the thermal imager has a narrow field of view, making it extremely difficult to observe a figure moving at high speed.

On the other hand, his wing suit is special and has a heat-insulating effect similar to that of a ghillie suit, and it has the ability to block thermal imagers.

This wing suit with heat insulation effect was obviously not made temporarily.

But several days ago, when Lin Yuan was assassinated, he had already prepared for a counterattack and asked Betty to help him make it.

But his original plan was to jump out of a plane and use a parachute.

But the reality is that Arthur Mellon's villa is located on the hillside of San Antonio, and this location can be reached by jumping from the top of the mountain.

So Lin Yuan no longer hesitated and chose to start the assassination immediately.

After carefully checking his equipment, Lin Yuan, like a nimble cat, climbed to the top of a huge rock with a few leaps in the night.

The view here is open and the scenery is very beautiful. Below is an 80-degree cliff, which is the best starting point.

Lin Yuan pulled down his windproof goggles and accelerated his running speed instantly.

When he reached the edge of the boulder, he didn't hesitate at all and leaped forward at high speed!
The moment he jumped out, he opened his arms and slid towards Mellon Villa like a flying squirrel.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~" The strong wind whistled in Lin Yuan's ears.

To Lin Yuan, this terrifying scream sounded like an exciting attack horn.

A lot of information flashed through my mind instinctively:
My current speed is about 152 km/h, and my speed will get faster and faster as I slide down.

I don't have any means of slowing down, so I have to strictly control the progress of acceleration.

Otherwise, once the speed exceeds 182 km/h, even with my physical fitness, I will not be able to withstand the instantaneous impact during deceleration.

This is different from other wingsuit flying athletes who try their best to straighten their bodies to ensure stability during flight.

Lin Yuan raised his head and chest slightly in a strange way, causing his body to form a clear arc as it slid down in the air.

When this arc appears, the headwind resistance immediately increases a lot!
Lin Yuan immediately felt a strong airflow coming towards him, which almost blew him backwards.

But he knew that the current arc was already the limit.

If the arc continues to increase, the wind resistance will immediately break the current balance.

The consequence is that he will roll in the air, then stall, and then fall from mid-air!
For any wingsuit flying athlete, this type of stall, caused by an excessively large angle of attack, is a dangerous situation that must be avoided at all costs.

Therefore, no wing suit flying athlete dares to adjust the flying posture "randomly" like Lin Yuan, and without a parachute.

But at this moment, Lin Yuan's body was guided by two major talents. He kept adjusting his posture, slowing down himself while gliding in the air, and switching back and forth smoothly between speeding up and slowing down.

If the wingsuit athletes saw this scene, they would doubt their eyes and question whether they had learned the wrong skills over the years.
As he slid down, Mellon Villa appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

His eyes were fixed on the seven-story watchtower on the west side.

There is a steel column with a diameter of about 10 cm on the top.

This is both a decoration of the watchtower and the fuse of the lightning rod.

Grabbing that steel column would absorb the impact of the fall, and it was his only possibility of landing safely.

In mid-air, Lin Yuan kept adjusting his posture. He knew that his speed at this moment was about 165 km/h.

It can be said that his speed control is perfect, far within the safety line, which means that he has already achieved half of the success.

The steel pillar was right in front of him. Lin Yuan, who was sliding towards him, did not hit the steel pillar directly, but passed by the right side of the steel pillar at high speed.

When Lin Yuan's shoulder passed the steel pillar, his hands grabbed the steel pillar tightly like lightning.

A huge pulling force instantly came from Lin Yuan's arms.

Under the pull of the two forces, Lin Yuan's whole body began to circle around the steel pillar at high speed.

At this moment, Lin Yuan once again felt the feeling of clothes being spun dry in the washing machine.

The body was spinning rapidly, as if the entire soul was about to be thrown out.

Fortunately, this feeling is not the first time for him, and he is even somewhat familiar with it?

But this time, he was different from any time before. Dizziness was inevitable, but it was still within the tolerable range.

After getting through the first few most difficult laps, the force of falling began to dissipate, and the speed of rotation naturally slowed down.

Lin Yuan's rotation speed became slower and slower. After turning 18 times and 270 degrees, he finally stabilized his body and stood on the top of the tower.

After his feet touched the ground, Lin Yuan felt as if he had drunk several kilograms of wine. The sky and the earth were spinning, and the whole world was spinning.

It took two full minutes for Lin Yuan to feel himself gradually returning to normal.

He began to check his body: except for some minor strains in the ligaments and muscles in his arms when they were bearing the cushioning, there was nothing else wrong.

Even with this minor injury, he began to recover quickly thanks to his extraordinary physique.

You don't need to wait until tomorrow morning to fully recover.

Lin Yuan turned his head and looked towards the main building in the east. He had already walked more than half of the distance to his destination, and the rest of the journey would be no difficulty at all.

So he jumped down from the tower to a raised platform below...

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"I know! I will make back your losses!"

"Don't worry, the stock price won't fall any more tomorrow!"

"I'm fine, don't worry. Lin Yuan? What can Lin Yuan do? He's just talking."

"Okay, I'll be in Maryland tomorrow."

Arthur Mellon hung up the phone.

He didn't know how many calls he had received in the past two days.

The stock price has fallen so rapidly for two days, and there is no sign of the bottom. The huge losses have made many allies inside and outside the family feel heartbroken.

So calls came in one after another, making him run around in a panic.

Now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. No matter how hard I try, I won't answer any more calls.

Arthur Mellon went to the bathroom, washed his face with ice water, and immediately felt much more refreshed.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Arthur Mellon found that he seemed to have suddenly aged.

Why do you feel this way?

Am I not only 38 years old?

This is the prime of a man's life, but why does he look so old and tired? Like a man who is almost 50 years old!
Damn it, I must have been too tired these past two days!

I have tried every possible way to solve this mess, but why doesn't it work?
When Arthur Mellon thought of the man who had hurt him so badly, he couldn't help but curse again:

"Damn Lin Yuan! It's all his fault, otherwise how could I be in such a mess! What a heartless, ruthless bastard! Don't you even think about who supported you when you first started out? Otherwise, how could you be where you are today?"

In Arthur Mellon's mind, he only remembered several bets on Lin Yuan, such as investing in Long Island Investment Bank, but he selectively ignored the fact that he also received unimaginably rich returns.

In his opinion, return is a matter of course, and since Lin Yuan accepted his benefits, he must be his dog forever.

Now the dog not only bites the man, but also threatens to kill him!

This seemed incredible to Arthur Mellon.

Didn't I just try to assassinate you once? And I failed!

I've already offered you a ceasefire and compensation, what else do you want?!

Is he planning to do this for real?

Arthur Mellon's mind flashed back to Lin Yuan's rise to power, as well as the enemies he had suspected of falling into his hands: Director Sommers, President Mills, Lee Jae-yong, Mitsui Morio, Samir Mining Group...

It seems that every one of them is either dead or disabled... It seems that Lin Yuan's desire for revenge is really strong and his execution ability is also very strong.

If I say I'm going to deal with you, I'll never show any mercy and I'll always do what I say.

Thinking of this, Arthur Mellon's worries increased a little.

He walked to the window and looked at the searchlights roaming everywhere outside, as well as the bodyguards and hunting dogs patrolling everywhere. Suddenly, the uneasiness in his heart subsided a lot.

What am I afraid of? Won't his injury take more than 20 days to heal?
Forget about twenty-plus days, I'll be back in Maryland tomorrow.

Would he dare to come to Maryland again?
At that time, no matter whether he comes by plane or by car, I can get the itinerary information first.

Everything is under my control, what can he do?

Thinking of this, Arthur Mellon felt more at ease.

Looking at the night view outside the window, Arthur Mellon decided to leave early tomorrow morning and take his private plane to leave Los Angeles as soon as possible.

He took out his cell phone and prepared to call his assistant to inform her about the schedule for tomorrow morning.

But when Arthur Mellon just took out his cell phone, two fingers wearing black gloves reached out from behind him like ghosts and snatched the phone away.

Arthur Mellon turned around in horror, only to find that Lin Yuan, dressed in a black night suit, had stood behind him without him noticing.

Lin Yuan!

Am I dreaming? How could he be here?
Arthur Mellon was about to shout when he felt a punch in the stomach.

This punch almost knocked his intestines out of his mouth.

Arthur Mellon clearly felt that all his internal organs were twisted into a ball and were stirring violently in his abdominal cavity.

The intense pain made him breathless, his mind went blank, and he had only one thought: It hurts so much, am I going to die?
What he didn't know was that Lin Yuan's punch hit his abdominal diaphragm muscles accurately.

This punch caused severe damage to his abdominal wall muscles and soft tissues, causing the internal organs in his chest and abdomen to be squeezed by muscle spasms. Therefore, the pain was not only limited to the hit area, but quickly spread to various organs.

This caused the pain to reach its maximum, and even professionals who had received professional training in punishment resistance would find it unbearable, let alone a young man like Arthur Mellon?

As the helmsman of the Mellon family, he had suffered this kind of injury many times, so the pain was even more obvious.

At this moment, his tears, snot, and saliva seemed to be incontinent, flowing everywhere, covering his entire face, making him look particularly miserable.

But Arthur Mellon didn't care about all this. He just curled up on the ground and rolled around, gasping for breath but unable to even cry out.

Maybe it was just a short ten seconds, but dominated by the severe pain, Arthur Mellon felt like it was more than ten minutes long.

The pain finally faded away slowly, but the next moment Lin Yuan walked forward and pried it apart with both hands.

"Crack!"

A sharp pain came again, and Arthur Mellon was horrified to find that his jaw had been removed.

He tried hard to call for help, but found that he could only utter a few weak "ahhhh" sounds, which could not be heard by outsiders at all.

At this moment, great fear gripped Arthur Mellon's heart.

Lin Yuan removed his jaw, which meant that he didn't give himself a chance to speak, which also meant that he didn't want to communicate with himself at all.

It couldn't be clearer what this situation means.

He wants my life!

He will definitely kill me!

For the first time, the shadow of death, with its hideous aura, came close to Arthur Mellon's face.

He struggled to run, but how could he possibly run away?

He wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Lin Yuan and beg him to spare his life, but looking at Lin Yuan's cold eyes, Arthur Mellon knew that it was useless no matter what he did.

When he was certain that he was going to die, Arthur Mellon mustered up his courage and rushed towards Lin Yuan with all his might.

As long as he could keep any evidence such as Lin Yuan's dandruff, perhaps his family would be able to avenge him.

"puff!"

Arthur Mellon only felt a flash before his eyes, and his throat exploded like a balloon.

Did this punch break my throat?
Arthur Mellon felt that he couldn't breathe. He tried desperately to breathe, but found it was in vain.

I feel like I'm in a vacuum environment. No matter how hard I try, I'll suffocate to death.

The pain of lack of oxygen quickly rushed to the brain, which was even more uncomfortable than the heavy blow to the abdomen just now.

Arthur Mellon, lying on the ground, stretched out his hand with all his strength to grab Lin Yuan's feet.

But he found that Lin Yuan had turned around and left.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

In his eyes, I am just trash. Don’t I even have the thought of saying a word?
I hate it so much!
With endless resentment, pain and despair, Arthur Mellon closed his eyes forever.

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After leaving Arthur Mellon's room, Lin Yuan quickly slipped into an empty room on the westernmost side.

He had just climbed up from the outer wall and entered this room.

Following the path he came from, Lin Yuan quickly returned to the ground and hid on a tree.

When entering the villa, he could rely on his wingsuit to fly in, but it was not so easy to get out.

There were sentries and searchlights everywhere, so he had to wait.

Sure enough, after waiting for about 20 minutes, a maid's scream was heard from Arthur Mellon's room upstairs.

"Come quickly! The gentleman has been murdered!"

"Someone come quickly! Help!"

Arthur Mellon's body was found, and the entire Mellon Villa was in chaos.

Lin Yuan took advantage of the chaos and quietly disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)