We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

The security guard suddenly reached for his waist with his right hand.

A black, imitation handgun was drawn, its muzzle pointed directly at Lin Ye's head.

"Hands behind your head! Crouch down!"

The instant he drew his gun.

[Ding! Passive skill triggered: Advanced Crisis Prediction!]

[Passive skill triggered: Max level gun mastery!]

Lin Ye didn't squat down at all.

His hand muscles completed their explosive movement in a fraction of a second.

The security guard only felt a blur before his eyes, and the gun in his hand had vanished.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling series of metallic clanging sounds rang out.

"Click-clack-click-clack!"

Less than a second.

The magazine is ejected, the slide is disassembled, the recoil spring is ejected, and the barrel is separated.

A perfectly intact pistol was reduced to a pile of scattered parts in Lin Ye's hands.

Lin Ye casually tossed the parts on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Playing with such dangerous toys in the middle of the night could easily result in accidental injury."

Lin Ye clapped his hands.

The four security guards were completely dumbfounded.

What kind of hand speed is that?

Magic?!

Before they could even react...

Lin Ye lifted his foot, his flip-flops leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four consecutive kicks landed with pinpoint accuracy on the abdomens of the four security guards.

Before the four could even scream, they were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the two thick, soundproof doors and passing out.

Lin Ye picked up the woven bag from the ground and walked to the soundproof door.

Lift your leg.

"boom!"

The two expensive solid wood soundproof doors, along with their frames, were kicked to pieces by Lin Ye and collapsed inwards.

Inside the casino.

In the luxurious hall, which spans several hundred square meters, crystal chandeliers emit a soft glow.

A dozen or so gambling tables were surrounded by customers in suits and ties, and the dealers were skillfully dealing the cards.

The sudden loud noise plunged the entire casino into silence.

Everyone turned their heads, staring in shock at the doorway.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Lin Ye carried a black woven bag and walked in slowly, wearing flip-flops.

Excuse me.

Lin Ye looked around, his tone very calm.

"I'm taking over this store today. Anyone not involved, please settle your bill and leave."

A commotion broke out in the crowd.

"Who is this guy? How dare he cause trouble at the He family's place?"

"Are you crazy? Where are the security guards?!"

The thugs immediately rushed out from all corners, wielding batons and machetes, and surrounded Lin Ye.

"Where did this reckless fool come from!"

A bald thug roared and raised his baton to smash it down on Lin Ye's head.

Lin Ye didn't even look at it, and slapped it across the face with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

The bald thug spun twice in mid-air, spitting out teeth all over the ground, before slamming heavily onto the roulette table next to him, crushing it.

This immediately stunned everyone present.

Just then, the door to the VIP room deep inside the casino opened.

An elderly man dressed in a gray Tang suit walked out with his hands behind his back.

The old man had a sinister face and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

The mastermind behind the He family's casino in the south of the city, Master He, is a mid-stage expert in internal strength.

"How dare you!"

Master He looked at the bald thug on the ground, his face turning ashen.

"You dare to cause trouble in my He family's territory? I think you're tired of living."

Master He formed claws with both hands, his internal energy surging wildly, and his bones cracked and popped.

"Today I'll teach you what rules really mean!"

He pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped into the air.

The He family's unique skill, Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

This skill emphasizes speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, specifically targeting a person's joints and vital points.

Sixth Master He's hands moved with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for Lin Ye's throat and eyes.

The wealthy businessmen in the stands quickly retreated, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

In their eyes, Master He was a true martial arts master who could take on hundreds of people by himself.

That kid in the ripped T-shirt is dead meat.

Facing those sharp eagle claws.

Lin Ye didn't even try to dodge.

He stood there and shook his head.

"Too slow."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Sixth Master He's ears.

Master He was furious.

"Arrogant!"

The eagle's claws were less than five centimeters away from Lin Ye's throat.

In that very instant.

Lin Ye made a move.

He didn't use any fancy moves, nor did he unleash any internal energy.

He simply threw a punch forward.

There was no buildup of power, no warning whatsoever.

He went straight for Master He's eagle claw and blasted towards it.

The fists are crossed.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed through the casino lobby.

The cruel smile on Master He's face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme terror and disbelief.

His prized internal strength felt like it had collided with a high-speed heavy truck the moment it came into contact with Lin Ye's fist.

That extremely tyrannical power directly and irresistibly tore apart his internal energy defenses.

"Snap!"

Accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

Sixth Master He's entire right arm, from his fingers to his wrist, then to his elbow and shoulder.

In a fraction of a second, it shattered into pieces!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, exploding into a cloud of blood mist!

"ah--!"

Sixth Master He let out an extremely shrill scream, and then his whole body flew backward.

It traversed a distance of more than ten meters and crashed heavily onto the bar at the end of the casino.

The wall full of expensive foreign liquors was smashed to pieces, and shards of glass fell all over him.

Sixth Master He lay sprawled on the ground, his right arm completely gone, leaving only a bloody, mangled hole in his shoulder.

He was convulsing violently and didn't even have the strength to get up.

The entire casino was completely silent.

A dozen thugs, weapons in hand, stood frozen in place, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

The wealthy businessmen were so frightened that they turned pale and didn't dare to breathe.

One punch.

Just an ordinary punch.

He directly crippled a master of the mid-stage of Dark Force!

Is this even human?!

Lin Ye withdrew his fist and shook off a bit of blood from the back of his hand.

He ignored the wailing of Master He on the ground, and paid no attention to the trembling thugs around him.

The goals of working people are very clear.

Lin Ye picked up the black woven bag from the ground and walked straight into the depths of the casino.

That's the entrance to the casino's vault.

The heavy, all-steel security door requires a triple password and fingerprint to open.

Lin Ye walked to the door and stopped.

He reached into the black woven bag and pulled out a square C4 explosive.

He had just grabbed this thing from an abandoned steel plant, but he never expected it to come in handy so soon.

He stepped back about five meters and stood behind a load-bearing column.

Press your thumb lightly on the detonator.

"Boom!"