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

The deafening explosion echoed through the three underground levels.

The entire casino lobby floor shook violently, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was shaken to pieces, shattering into glass shards on the floor.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The all-steel vault door, which was said to be nuclear-proof and required triple verification, was blown open, leaving a hole more than a meter in diameter.

The thick steel plate rolled inward, with black smoke billowing from its edges.

Lin Ye brushed the dust off his face and walked inside in his flip-flops.

The vault has a large interior space.

On the two rows of shelves against the wall, stacks of cash were neatly stacked.

The safe in the middle was shaken open, revealing rows and rows of gleaming gold bars.

"The He family usually acts like bullies, but they're also quite good at saving money."

Lin Ye opened the black woven bag in his hand.

The several million yuan in cash that we just loaded at the abandoned steel plant already fills half the bag.

He put the bag on the ground, casually grabbed a few gold bars, weighed them in his hand, and threw them in.

Then, he picked out a dozen or so bundles of old banknotes that were not consecutively numbered.

"Thank you for your generous sponsorship, Mr. He." Lin Ye stuffed money into his bag while calculating his upcoming expenses.

The woven bag was completely stuffed with about 20 million yuan in cash and more than a dozen gold bars.

Lin Ye tied the bag tightly and picked it up with one hand.

When they emerged from the vault, the casino lobby was completely deserted. The thugs and wealthy gamblers who had been guarding the place had all fled during the explosion.

Only Old Master He remained slumped under the bar, barely breathing.

Lin Ye glanced at the time.

It's 1:30 a.m.

There are still six and a half hours until I can pick up my dorm key at 8:00 AM.

"We need to hurry." Lin Ye took out He Laosi's phone from his pocket, glanced at the location record, and said, "Next, the money laundering den in the east of the city."

at the same time.

Inside the National Security Bureau command vehicle, disguised as a van.

Wearing headphones, Cangying nearly jumped off his chair when he heard the muffled explosion.

"Holy crap! He used C4?!" Eagle ripped off his headphones and yelled into the microphone, "Logistics team! Logistics team! Go down and check if the load-bearing walls have been blown through! Don't let the whole office building collapse!"

Agent Xiao Wang frantically typed on the keyboard, pulling up the surveillance footage from the underground parking garage.

In the scene, Lin Ye is carrying a black woven bag that is even larger than before, and slowly pushing the shared bicycle out of the underground parking garage.

"Captain, Mr. Lin is out. Judging from his route, he seems to be heading to the east of the city."

The eagle clutched its forehead, feeling its blood pressure spike.

"East of the city? That's the He family's underground bank and money laundering den!" Eagle grabbed the communicator. "Two cars from the cleanup team, head to the east of the city immediately! The rest of you, quickly clean up this place in the south of the city!"

The logistics team leader's panting voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Team Leader Cang, the brothers are about to collapse! The destructive power is more exaggerated than that of a mechanized infantry battalion; they even blew up the vault door. How are we going to clean this up?"

"Fine, if you can't wash it, then forget it!" the eagle snapped irritably. "Just install a new door!"

After hanging up the call, the eagle slumped in his chair and gulped down two large mouthfuls of strong tea.

"This isn't a college student returning from a summer job; it's clearly a human-shaped self-propelled demolition team."

Two o'clock in the morning.

In the eastern part of Jiangcheng, there is an underground bank disguised as a large bathhouse.

This is the core hub for the He family's cash flow. Every day, hundreds of millions of illicit funds are laundered here and flow into the He family's various legitimate accounts.

Inside the money exchange, dozens of financial staff were working through the night to reconcile accounts.

The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

The two solid wood doors flew more than ten meters away and smashed into the desk in front of them, shattering the two computer screens.

Lin Ye walked in carrying the black woven bag.

"Check the water meter." Lin Ye said calmly. "All irrelevant personnel, leave immediately. Thugs and security guards, stand at the front."

The security chief of the money exchange was a martial artist at the late stage of the Ming Jin realm. He led more than twenty of his men and charged straight up.

"Where did this madman come from! Kill him!"

Lin Ye sighed and put the woven bag on the ground.

Thirty seconds later.

More than twenty thugs lay on the ground, their limbs dislocated and their lower abdomens destroyed.

The security supervisor was embedded in the load-bearing column of the wall, and couldn't be pried off.

Lin Ye walked up to the finance manager and pointed to the computer on the table.

"Transfer all the liquid funds in the Ho family's account to the charitable foundation. Hurry up, I'm in a rush."

The finance manager was so frightened that he wet his pants and frantically operated the mouse.

In less than ten minutes, all of the He family's hundreds of millions of yuan in working capital at this money exchange were emptied.

2:45 a.m.

In the west of the city, there is a large smuggling warehouse under the name of the He family.

Lin Ye, carrying a woven bag in one hand, kicked open the warehouse's iron door.

Faced with dozens of smugglers armed with homemade guns, Lin Ye didn't even try to dodge.

The bullets hit him, but they didn't even graze his skin.

He swept through the enemy lines, physically eliminating all those who resisted, and casually smashed all the smuggled goods in the warehouse.

When Lin Ye left the warehouse, he had another woven bag in his hand.

In just two hours.

Abandoned steel mills, secret casinos, underground banks, and smuggling warehouses.

Lin Ye uprooted the He family's four core industries in Jiangcheng.

The funding chain has completely broken down.

Without exception, all the experts, henchmen, and assassins stationed there had their cultivation crippled, turning them into useless individuals, even worse than ordinary people.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire underground world of Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng South District, Hongmen Branch.

Upon receiving the report from his subordinate, the leader of the Hongmen Hall dropped his teacup and shattered it on the ground.

"What did you say? The He family's entire place was raided? Who did it? Did the cops close in?"

"It wasn't a cop!" The henchman's face was deathly pale, his voice trembling. "The brothers who escaped said it was a young man wearing a tattered T-shirt and flip-flops! He single-handedly crippled both Old Man He and Sixth Master He!"

The leader of the Hongmen Hall gasped.

"One person? Uprooted the entire He family? How is that possible!" He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "Immediately notify all venues to close tonight! No matter who that young man is, we absolutely cannot mess with him!"

Jiangcheng North District, Black Tiger Gang Headquarters.

The gang leader looked at the few blurry photos that had been sent to his phone.

In the photo, Lin Ye is carrying two large woven bags and riding a shared bicycle.

"Investigate immediately! Find out who this guy is!" the gang leader roared. "Tell the men under my command that anyone who dares to mess with this guy will have their skin peeled off by me!"