One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

The night wind brushed against my face.

Lin Mo swept across the outer wall of the abandoned building, and with a light touch of his toes, he was already more than ten meters away.

The pure internal energy accumulated over 107 years circulated within his body, and he pushed the "Divine Speed ​​and Ever-Changing Technique" to its limit. A cluster of abandoned buildings on the outskirts of the city appeared to him as flat ground.

He glanced down at his phone's navigation.

More than 20 kilometers, less than 10 minutes.

"With that speed, it's a real shame he's not delivering food."

The red dot is almost in sight.

Abandoned chemical plant in the eastern suburbs.

Lin Mo stopped in front of the rusty gate and glanced at the time.

11:47 PM.

"Go back, take a shower, and go to sleep. I'll clock in at nine tomorrow morning. I'll have enough time."

He put his phone back in his pocket, in a good mood.

Although Xu Xiang, the client, seems like a cunning old fox, he's certainly quick to pay. A 50,000 yuan errand fee—I can do more of this kind of work in the future.

The thought had barely formed when a hoarse roar suddenly echoed from deep within the factory.

"roll!"

"Get out of here, all of you! Who dares to steal my Qi! Who dares!"

boom!

A chaotic burst of energy erupted from the factory.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang," a cement slab flew out of the broken second-floor window, hit Lin Mo's feet, and shattered into pieces on the spot.

Lin Mo looked down at the dust on his trouser leg and patted it off.

"She has quite a temper."

He didn't rush in; instead, he took out his phone and opened the task process sent by Xu Xiang.

Step 1: Confirm the target status.

[Step Two: Take photos of the scene.]

[Step 3: If the target is still capable of movement, prioritize controlling them to avoid killing them.]

[Step 4: Upload location data and wait for the NaDuTong aftermath team.]

[Mission Notes: The target is suspected to be an out-of-control mutant. Prioritize keeping them alive to prevent further impact.]

After reading it, Lin Mo couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Prioritize control, avoid killing."

"Mr. Xu put it tactfully, but what he really meant was, 'Don't let me kill you with one slap.'"

He turned on his phone's camera and took a picture of the factory entrance.

Save.

After confirming that the work had been documented, Lin Mo stepped inside.

The factory was dimly lit, and there was a musty, pungent smell in the air.

In the open space in the center stood a man with disheveled hair.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his skin was bulging from the chaotic flow of Qi, and his veins were sticking out on his neck. His clothes were also torn in several places.

He was gripping a rusty rebar tightly in his hand.

The steel bars were wreathed in dark gray energy, thrashing about like living things. Several scrap metal barrels nearby were dented from being pulled, and several charred cracks appeared on the cement floor.

If this thing hits an ordinary superhuman, they'll be half-dead, if not killed.

Hey buddy.

Lin Mo cleared his throat, his tone very calm.

"Don't get agitated. I'm here part-time, a temporary delivery person outsourced by NaDuTong. You'd better stay calm and cooperate with the work process."

The rogue cultivator suddenly turned his head.

Blood dangled from the corner of his mouth as he stared intently at Lin Mo.

"Does it go everywhere?"

"You want to arrest me? You want to steal my law?!"

Lin Mo sighed.

"I'm not interested in your law; I'm mainly interested in the 50,000 yuan."

The rogue cultivator seemed not to have listened at all.

He pushed off with both legs, and the ground cracked open with a "crack".

The next second, he raised the steel bar wrapped in black and gray qi, and with a violent gust of wind, he smashed it straight at Lin Mo's face.

Not slow.

The force was also heavy.

To an ordinary person with supernatural abilities, this would definitely be a problem.

But in Lin Mo's eyes, it was still too slow.

He glanced at his cuffs.

The new sportswear costs over 300.

If it gets really badly damaged, Xu Xiang might not even be able to get reimbursed.

Lin Mo flicked his toes.

"The Hundred Transformations of the Divine Speed: Wandering on the Wall"

The whole person slid to the left at an odd angle.

The steel bar grazed his shoulder as it fell.

boom!

The concrete floor was smashed through, and rubble flew everywhere.

The rogue cultivator missed his attack and became even more frantic.

"Don't hide!"

"Why are you hiding!"

He turned around abruptly and grabbed Lin Mo's neck with one hand.

Lin Mo raised his hand and blocked.

Snapped.

Their arms touched lightly.

The rogue cultivator's entire arm went numb instantly, and his expression changed drastically.

Lin Mo glanced at his cuffs.

Thankfully, it didn't break.

"First warning for this mission target."

"I handle errands and suppression; the death-sent service isn't included in the basic package."

"If you move around again, I will officially implement the control procedures."

The rogue cultivator not only didn't stop, but instead opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The black and gray aura emanating from his body suddenly expanded, causing the iron drums in the factory to roll around.

"I've mastered it!"

"They said this method could save your life... and I mastered it right away!"

"You all deserve to die!"

Lin Mo frowned.

they?

This doesn't sound like a simple case of going astray.

However, now is not the time for interrogation.

He slowly raised his right palm, and a very faint bluish-black layer appeared on his palm.

Iron Palm Kung Fu.

He drew out only a trace of his 107 years of refined internal energy, pressing it thinly into his palm.

This is an outsourced job, and they require workers.

We can't let things go like last night, where we accidentally sent someone away.

The rogue cultivator instinctively sensed danger, and his frenzied expression froze for a moment.

"Who are you?"

Lin Mo moved his toes slightly, and his body instantly closed in.

"Lu family bodyguards, part-time outsourcing, paid per case."

"Time after get off work is precious, and we have to clock in tomorrow morning, so let's get this over with quickly."

The words fell.

boom!

The first palm strike landed.

The palm strike didn't land on his chest, but rather missed by half an inch, intercepting the point where several chaotic energies converged.

The sound wasn't loud.

But the chaotic black and gray qi on the rogue cultivator's body exploded outwards from his chest in circles, as if it had been shattered by a heavy hammer.

He was thrown three meters backward and crashed into a discarded steel pillar.

The threaded steel bar in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

The rogue cultivator slid down to his knees and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The chaotic Qi within his body was mostly dispersed, and he regained some clarity, finally revealing fear on his face.

"impossible……"

"How could you possibly shatter my Qi with a single palm strike...?"

His eyes hardened, and he suddenly pulled a small black nail from his sleeve, then stabbed it into his own neck.

As soon as the black nail was revealed, the energy emanating from it surged into his body.

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly; this thing didn't look like a weapon.

It's like they're performing some kind of blood-burning self-disintegration.

"Still trying to self-destruct?"

"That's not in the process."

He flashed forward, his right hand reaching out to precisely pinch the black nail between two fingers.

Click.

He snapped the black nail in half with his bare hands.

The cultivator's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What exactly are you...?"

Snapped!

Lin Mo struck him on the back of the neck with a second backhand.

The rogue cultivator rolled his eyes back, didn't even utter a sound, and immediately collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

The factory fell silent.

Lin Mo withdrew his inner strength and glanced at his watch.

11:55.

From entering to leaving, it took less than eight minutes.

"this one?"

Lin Mo's expression was somewhat complicated.

On the way here, he even came up with the reasons for applying for a 100,000 yuan work injury subsidy.

As a result, he only managed two slaps when they actually started fighting.

"He can still stand and say a few words after taking a blow; his physique is quite good."

"But since Mr. Xu earned this 50,000 yuan so easily, I'm starting to feel a little sorry for his wallet."

He took out his newly bought Xiaomi phone, turned on the flash, and took three pictures of the rogue cultivator on the ground.

front.

side.

The location of the palm print.

Work is documented and everything is arranged clearly.

After taking the photos, Lin Mo squatted down and roughly checked the repairman's cuffs and pockets.

It wasn't about touching money.

The main concern is that this person might have a second black nail on him.

Two minutes later, Lin Mo looked at the crumpled tissues, half a pack of Hongmei cigarettes, and a nearly deflated lighter in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Poor wretch."

"You've climbed this far in the world of supernatural beings, and you don't even have a WeChat QR code? No wonder you've gone mad."

He disdainfully put the junk back, then packed up the photos and location data and sent it to Xu Xiang.

[Lin Mo: Target under control, alive. Photos uploaded.]

[Lin Mo: The opponent appears to have gone mad from internal energy cultivation and is resisting fiercely. We have slightly depleted our strength, but our clothing is currently undamaged.]

Xu Xiang replied instantly after the message was sent.

[High-salary backup client: ??? So fast?]

[Lin Mo: Mr. Xu, efficiency in completing tasks is a matter of my professional ethics.]

[High-salary backup client: Are you sure the person is still alive?]

[Lin Mo: Confirmed. He's been knocked unconscious, but his breathing is stable; he's not dead yet.]

[The phrase "High-salary backup client: Not yet dead" made my blood pressure rise...]

Lin Mo: Don't worry, I controlled the force.

[High-salary backup client: I've already notified the nearby cleanup team; they should be there in about twenty minutes. Please wait on site.]

Lin Mo stared at the words "twenty minutes" and tapped the screen rapidly with his fingers.

[Lin Mo: Mr. Xu, does waiting for twenty minutes count as working hours? How much compensation should we get for night shifts at the abandoned factory?]

There was a five-second silence on the other end of the WeChat message.

[High-salary backup client: Brother Lin, your 50,000 yuan is already very high.]

[Lin Mo: Combat and waiting are two separate tasks. Also, the environment here is harsh, with suspected residual harmful gases. I didn't ask for compensation for the gas mask's wear and tear; that's already being very lenient.]

There was another five seconds of silence.

[High-salary backup client: Add two thousand.]

[Lin Mo: President Xu is very generous.]

Lin Mo put his phone away, and his mood immediately improved.

I'm just idling around anyway.

Standing there slacking off would be too obvious, so he simply started inspecting along the edge of the factory.

He soon stopped in the eastern corner.

There were several discarded iron barrels piled up there, and there were many charred marks on the ground.

As soon as they got close, Lin Mo's internal energy seemed to encounter a tangled mess of threads, causing it to pause slightly.

This place is not right.

Instead of touching it directly, he took a tissue from his pocket and used it to wipe away a layer of dust.

Beneath the dust, several very faint red marks were visible.

A pungent, fishy smell filled my nostrils.

Like cinnabar.

I mixed in some other things too.

"interesting."

This could never have been done by that rogue cultivator.

That guy's almost out of his mind; there's no way he could lay out such a neat pattern.

Moreover, many of the surrounding lines show signs of being burned and scratched by hard objects.

Someone had set up the formation beforehand and cleaned it up afterwards.

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.

Level D risk.

A rogue cultivator who had gone mad from practicing qi cultivation, with his cinnabar runes cleansed.

With these elements combined, the amount of information contained in 50,000 yuan is clearly excessive.

Adhering to the principle of not letting go of any opportunity to make money, Lin Mo turned on his flashlight and snapped a few close-up shots of the ground, then added a panoramic shot.

Send it to Xu Xiang.

[Lin Mo: Mr. Xu, unusual rune residue has been found at the scene. It appears someone set it up beforehand and then cleaned it up afterwards.]

[Lin Mo: This is considered an additional discovery; shouldn't the information fee be calculated separately?]

Almost a minute later, Xu Xiang made a video call.

Lin Mo answered the call.

On the screen, Xu Xiang sat in the back seat of the car, his smile completely gone.

"Brother Lin, is the rune over there?"

"You didn't touch it, did you?"

"I didn't touch it."

Lin Mo turned the camera around.

Xu Xiang stared intently at the screen for a few moments, then his voice deepened.

"Lower the camera angle a little."

"Yes, it's that arc that was scraped off."

Lin Mo looked at the screen: "President Xu, your expression doesn't seem like a Level D risk anymore."

Xu Xiang took a deep breath.

"It doesn't seem like it at all. This thing looks like some kind of external formation that guides the chaotic flow of Qi."

Lin Mo immediately became alert. "Let's get this straight, Mr. Xu, the risk level and workload have changed, so the compensation must be re-quoted."

Xu Xiang rubbed his temples.

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about giving a price?"

"Okay, if I need your cooperation later, it will be extra."

Lin Mo immediately resumed his professional smile.

"Please continue."

Xu Xiang kept his voice very low.

"This rogue cultivator probably didn't mess things up on his own; he's more like a test subject someone threw out to test the effects."

"This could be a big case. You absolutely mustn't disturb the scene."

Lin Mo paused for two seconds, then naturally continued:

"So, am I temporarily guarding this important evidence scene now that I'm standing here?"

Xu Xiang: "..."

After a long pause, Xu Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "Add another three thousand!"

Lin Mo nodded vigorously, his tone enthusiastic, "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, the evidence is there!"

"I can eat at my employer's expense, but I absolutely cannot be taken advantage of."

Just after the video call ended, the sound of a car screeching to a halt came from outside the factory.

Two white vans were parked at the entrance.

Several field staff members wearing NaDuTong uniforms rushed in.

The lead field officer glanced at Lin Mo and then showed his identification.

"Old Xu put us in charge of the North China Field Operations Team 3."

"What's the target?"

Lin Mo pointed to the corner.

"there."

Several field staff ran over.

The next second, everyone fell silent.

The rogue cultivator lay sprawled on the ground, a clear handprint imprinted on his chest.

A person is alive.

But I was completely dizzy.

The lead field operative glanced at the testing equipment and nearly popped his eyes out.

"His peak just hit the lower limit of Grade B."

"You solved it all by yourself?"

Lin Mo glanced at his watch.

"A proper fight would involve two slaps."

"The first palm strike disperses the vital energy, the second palm strike knocks the opponent unconscious."

"What's wrong?"

The young field officer next to him squatted down, felt the target's pulse, and then scanned him with the instrument. His expression became increasingly strange.

"Team leader, the meridians are not broken, and the Qi Sea is not shattered."

"He was really just knocked unconscious."

After saying that, he looked up at Lin Mo and couldn't help but swallow.

"Hey bro, what do you practice?"

Lin Mo spoke frankly, "Iron Palm Kung Fu is still in its trial period, don't exaggerate it too much."

The field staff exchanged glances, their expressions complex.

Iron Palm Kung Fu?

Which sect's Iron Palm technique can suppress a superhuman of this level with just two palm strikes, while preserving the meridians so completely?

What kind of Iron Palm Kung Fu is so powerful?

"Team leader, stop chatting!"

The field worker holding the testing equipment suddenly shouted.

"There's residual reaction here!"

The detector scanned the runes in the corner of the wall and emitted a piercing beeping sound.

The lead field clerk's expression instantly turned serious.

"Seal off the scene; this isn't just a case of demonic possession!"

Knowing that he was out of the picture, Lin Mo sent a message to Xu Xiang.

[Lin Mo: The cleanup team has taken over.]

Then he turned and walked out.

I just stepped out the door.

"WeChat payment received: 25,000 yuan."

Followed by.

"WeChat payment received: 5,000 yuan."

Lin Mo's eyes lit up immediately.

The 25,000 yuan is the remaining balance of the previous 50,000 yuan.

The remaining five thousand consists of the two thousand in subsidies that were just pulled out, plus three thousand in evidence custody fees.

Xu Xiang, that old fox, is truly unmatched in his speed of transferring money.

Xu Xiang then sent another 40-second voice message.

Lin Mo clicked to play.

"Brother Lin, well done!"

"I've shown the photos to the technical department. This is definitely not something a random, untrained technician could have produced."

"I suspect that someone is using this abandoned factory to conduct illegal Qi cultivation experiments."

"This rogue cultivator is a failed experiment."

Xu Xiang's voice was very low, carrying a chilling tone.

"This matter... might be related to the Quanxing sect. They've been active in North China too much lately."

"If we run out of manpower later, we'll need your cooperation in the investigation..."

"Add more money."

"The price will definitely satisfy you."

After the audio finished playing, the night fell silent again.

"All-Stars?"

……