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

"You need to pay more!"

The moment Lin Mo's name was uttered, the conference area fell silent.

The alarms outside were still blaring, and the sounds of booming and shattering glass kept coming from the direction of the east wall, along with the angry shouts of the security staff and the strange laughter of the Quanxing demons, all mixed together, making one's heart tighten.

Xu Xiang's temples throbbed with rage as he stared intently at Lin Mo, his voice practically forced out through clenched teeth: "Lin Mo! The branch is under attack! Ten high-risk superhumans have already breached the outer defenses!"

"I know." Lin Mo's five senses, enhanced by his maxed-out Nine Yang skill and 112 years of internal energy, had already heard everything happening outside clearly. He looked down at his notebook, his tone unusually serious, "That's why I didn't charge the normal combat price."

The close confidants standing nearby were completely dumbfounded.

What kind of time is this? The guys outside are getting beaten up, and this outsourced security consultant is still changing quotes on the spot?

At that moment, a security guard rushed in, clutching his bleeding arm, his face pale: "General Manager Xu! Security Team Three has been driven back! Some of them used poison, some controlled fire, and two tough guys charged in headfirst; they've already entered the lobby on the first floor!"

Xu Xiang's face turned ashen, and his azure aura erupted from his body. Just as he was about to give an order, Lin Mo stepped forward and blocked his way.

"A group of ten high-risk individuals violently invaded, with at least six of them possessing considerable Qi. This is a top-tier, sudden combat operation."

Lin Mo tapped his pen twice on the notebook, looked up and said, "Basic combat expenses: 50,000; try to leave survivors: 50,000; protect your company's employees from direct combat: 50,000; emergency response expenses: 500,000."

After he finished speaking, he showed his phone's QR code for receiving payments: "Package price, 200,000."

Xu Xiang's eyelids twitched violently: "Two hundred thousand?"

"Mr. Xu, this is a friendly price." Lin Mo's tone was as calm as if he were buying vegetables at a market. "Ten high-risk superhumans, averaging 20,000 each. Those people outside are ruthless. If we delay for even a minute longer, your company will have to pay at least several employees' medical expenses and compensation. You're better at doing the math than I am."

Xu Xiang's chest heaved twice, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse. After all, no matter how powerful the people outside were, this was the North China headquarters, his territory. How could he not handle it?

But then he realized that this was a special effort to win over Lin Mo and lure him with benefits.

Why not let Lin Mo handle it? The more Lin Mo likes money, the more he can take the opportunity to "drive" Lin Mo.

"Transfer!" Xu Xiang roared through gritted teeth. "Xiao Zhao, use the backup funds account to transfer the money! Quickly!"

Xiao Zhao frantically pulled out his tablet and started operating it quickly. A few seconds later, Lin Mo's phone rang crisply in his pocket.

[Alipay account received: 200000 yuan.]

Upon hearing that voice, Lin Mo's professional smile instantly brightened. He tucked the notebook into his pocket, and his entire demeanor changed.

One second he was a difficult outsourcing contractor nitpicking over every word.

The next second, he had transformed into a top-notch enforcer who had successfully collected the money.

"Boss Xu is very generous. The contract attachments are effective immediately," Lin Mo said, looking up. "With the money in my account, the service can begin."

"Fight our way out!" Xu Xiang roared, his eyes red.

"Wait." Lin Mo grabbed Xu Xiang's arm and shook his head. He pointed to the pale-faced office staff and several injured security personnel behind them, "Tell them all to leave the lobby and clear the area."

An uproar erupted in the conference area. Xu Xiang whirled around, looking at him as if he were a madman: "Are you kidding me? There are ten Quanxing masters on the other side!"

"Mr. Xu, that's not a very professional way to put it," Lin Mo said, looking at him defiantly. "Clients are paying for risk transfer. If your employees keep pushing forward, doesn't that make it seem like my service has been compromised?"

He raised his hand to straighten his cuffs and added, "Besides, if your company's employees were to risk their lives in front of me, an outsourced security consultant, and someone were injured or even killed, it would severely damage my reputation in the industry."

The room fell silent. The branch employees opened their mouths, unsure whether to call him arrogant or considerate.

Lin Mo continued, "I make a living through word of mouth. Top-tier security means paying clients and getting them to leave without breaking a sweat. Since Mr. Xu has spent 200,000 yuan, he deserves some VIP treatment. Tell them to step back and not interfere with my work."

Xu Xiang took a deep breath.

He had lived most of his life and had never seen a money-grubber whose service attitude was so proper after receiving money.

"Alright!" Xu Xiang ordered in a deep voice, "Everyone, step back! Retreat to the second-line passage and corridors! Medical team, prepare to receive the wounded! Clear the lobby for them!"

The branch staff quickly retreated. In the blink of an eye, only Lin Mo remained in the center of the spacious first-floor lobby.

He stood there all alone, not a trace of Qi emanating from his body, looking like an ordinary office worker who had wandered onto the wrong set.

Xiao Li hid at the very back of the crowd, watching the scene intently. He sneered inwardly; the backup had finally arrived. This kid in black actually dared to stand in front alone?

Once this kid dies, the scene will be in chaos, and he can slip away in the confusion.

While everyone was retreating, Lin Mo looked relaxed and even took out his phone from his pocket and skillfully sent a message to Lu Linglong.

[Lin Mo: Safety Notification Three: Mission Commenced. Ten Quanxing experts have appeared on site. The client has already paid additional combat fees. Current status is good, and equipment is complete.]

The message was sent and Lu Linglong replied instantly.

[Lu Linglong: Ten?! Don't be a hero! If you can't beat them, run! If Xu Xiang dares to deduct your breach of contract fee, I'll go and yell at him!]

Lin Mo glanced at it, then looked down to check his new sneakers that cost over a hundred yuan, before replying seriously.

[Lin Mo: Payment received, I can't run away. Don't worry, I'll try my best not to get the shoes dirty.]

After sending the message, he silenced his phone and put it back in his pocket.

Just then, with a loud "bang," the remaining blast-proof glass door in the lobby on the first floor was shattered by the force. Glass shards flew everywhere, and ten Quanxing superhumans, dressed in various styles and exuding murderous intent, swaggered in, stepping on the broken glass.

The burly man with the scar on his face sneered, dragging a security guard whose face was covered in blood. He casually tossed the man against the wall, like throwing away trash.

"You lackeys of the 'All-Knowing' organization, none of you are getting away tonight!"

But when they saw the situation in the hall, all ten of them were stunned. Instead of rushing forward, the people opposite them retreated in unison, leaving only a black-clad youth with no Qi to block the way.

The tall, thin man wielding two swords chuckled eerily: "What do you mean? There's no one left at All Street, so you sent some ordinary college student down to die?"

"Whatever he means." The scarred, burly man spat, his face contorted with malice. "Second brother, third brother, tear that kid apart and clear the area! The rest of you, come with me to get the others!"

"Okay!"

The two men charged out with sinister grins. The scarred, burly man was enveloped in dark red flames, shooting straight at Lin Mo like a cannonball; the tall, thin man, with blackened fingernails, swayed to the side and aimed for Lin Mo's neck.

With one side in front and the other side, they completely blocked Lin Mo's retreat.

Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged; he simply muttered, "Two hundred thousand for ten. Twenty thousand each, not bad."

The next second, he moved.