The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Since you don't follow the rules, don't blame me.

Lin Chen opened the system shop.

Points: 70.

[Special Close-Combat Defense Techniques (Permanent)]

Points required for redemption: 50

[Description: This product integrates the essence of modern military and police combat, optimized for multi-person, armed environments. After redemption, the host will instantly master all techniques through muscle memory, and their physical attributes will receive a minor but permanent enhancement.]

"exchange."

[Points -50, Remaining Points: 20.]

[Skill exchange successful, initiating skill transfer...]

A surge of heat rose from the tailbone, instantly flowing through the spine and rushing to the top of the head.

A tingling, itchy, and painful sensation spread through my muscles and bones, as if my whole body was being torn apart and reassembled.

At the same time, countless images of techniques for controlling the human body's vital points, joint countermeasures, and force generation flooded into his brain.

one second.

two seconds.

Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, the dim light in the driver's seat illuminating his pupils.

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles crackled and popped.

An unprecedented sense of power was building up within him; he even felt that he could stomp a dent into the steel plate beneath his feet with a single kick.

"Chenzi? Chenzi, what's wrong?"

Seeing his son remain silent for a long time, his expression shifting constantly, Lin Jianguo called out anxiously.

Lin Chen snapped out of his daze, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Officer Wang, this is Lin Chen."

On the other end of the phone, Officer Wang had just been woken up.

"Kobayashi? What's up so late?"

"To make a long story short, I received information that a group of about fifteen people in three unlicensed vans are heading towards our Huangni Village. They are carrying knives and gasoline."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of someone getting dressed.

Is the news reliable?

"It's reliable. Their target is my house, and the houses of other fishermen in the village. Officer Wang, Zhang Tiejun has gone mad."

"I see."

"Where are you now? Don't act rashly, protect yourself and your family, and wait for us to come."

"I'm on the boat back to the village, and we'll be docked in ten minutes. You're coming from town, so it should be about the same time."

After hanging up the phone, the Pioneer could already see the lights of Huangni Village Wharf.

As they approached the shore, Lin Chen untied the mooring rope.

"Dad, Uncle Fuhai, you stay on the ship and wait for my news. No matter what you hear, you are not allowed to disembark."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Jianguo's eyes turned red.

"Fifteen men with knives, and you want to go alone to your death?"

Wang Fuhai also became anxious.

"Yeah, Chenzi, we have iron bars and crowbars on our ship. Let's go down and fight them. If it doesn't work, we'll all go in together."

"spell?"

Lin Chen shook his head.

"What happens after the fight? Even if we win, it's just a brawl, and Zhang Tiejun can get away with it by spending some money. I don't want to vent my anger; I want him to never be able to recover for the rest of his life."

"If I go down alone and they attack me, that's intentional assault. I need evidence, evidence that will bring them all to justice."

Lin Jianguo and Wang Fuhai were both stunned.

Lin Chen said no more. As the ship approached the dock, he leaped and landed steadily on the concrete ground.

He took a black cube the size of a matchbox out of his pocket and skillfully pinned it inside the collar of his dark coat.

This is a high-definition mini recorder with night vision capabilities; he carefully adjusted the angle.

After doing all this, he turned and strode quickly toward the net-drying area that was the only way to the dock.

Lin Chen looked around and his gaze settled on a discarded, broken wooden chair.

He walked over, dragged the chair to the middle of the road, sat down, and lit a cigarette.

He is waiting.

Time passed second by second.

Ten minutes later, three dilapidated bread trucks with their headlights off silently glided into the open space at the dock.

The car came to a stop.

"Splash!"

The car doors were opened at almost the same time.

Fifteen burly men got out of the car, carrying machetes more than half a meter long and baseball bats.

The last person to get off the bus was carrying two red plastic buckets, and a pungent smell of gasoline mingled with the sea breeze.

The leader was bald, with a scar on his face that stretched from the corner of his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth.

Scarface, carrying a gasoline can, spotted Lin Chen sitting in the middle of the road at a glance.

He paused for a moment, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Ha, you've got some nerve, daring to wait here to die."

He pointed the machete in his hand at Lin Chen.

"You're Lin Chen?"

Lin Chen didn't speak, calmly took a drag of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Scarface's smile widened even further.

"Kid, I heard you're good at making money? Too bad, you've got the money, but you're not alive to spend it."

He shook the gasoline can in his hand.

"Boss Zhang said that tonight not only will your boat be burned, but your house and your family will also be burned to the ground. He wants everyone in the village to see what happens when you offend someone you shouldn't."

The thugs behind him burst into laughter.

Lin Chen's hand holding the cigarette began to tremble slightly. He took a deep drag but was choked and coughed.

He threw away his cigarette butt, staggered back two steps to his feet, his voice trembling with tears.

"Big...Big Brother, please, please don't hit me. Let's talk this out."

"How much money do you want? I'll give it to you, I'll give you everything."

He said urgently.

"I just sold fish today and made 100,000 yuan. Cash. It's all on the boat. I'll come get it for you right away. Please, please, let my family go. They're honest people."

Seeing Lin Chen like this, Scarface and his gang of thugs laughed even more wildly.

"One hundred thousand?"

Scarface slung his machete over his shoulder and approached Lin Chen step by step.

"Kid, do you think we're beggars?"

"What we want is your life."

He grinned maliciously and raised the gasoline can in his hand.

"Do it. First, cripple his limbs, then drag him to his doorstep and make him watch it with his own eyes."