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

With his hands in his pockets, Lin Ye strolled through the passage cleared by the agents and headed towards the main road outside.

The special agent captain stared at Lin Ye's retreating figure, his mind still a little blank.

He wiped out the local tyrant of Jiangcheng's underworld just so he could grab a lower bunk in the dorm tomorrow morning?

What's wrong with this world?

Lin Ye walked down the winding mountain road for a while.

Just as I reached the intersection of the main road, a night shift taxi drove by with its "for hire" light on.

Lin Ye waved.

The taxi pulled over to the side of the road, and the driver was a young man with dark circles under his eyes.

Lin Ye opened the passenger door and got in.

"Driver, to Xingfuli residential area, please drive faster."

The driver glanced at Lin Ye's tattered clothes, then at the black hole burned into his chest.

"Dude, it's the middle of the night, just got back from work at the construction site?"

The driver casually remarked and stepped on the gas.

Lin Ye leaned back in his chair and rubbed his slightly sore neck.

"Yeah, the boss is inhuman, he forces me to come out and work overtime in the middle of the night."

"It's so hard to make money these days. I worked all night and tore two of my clothes."

The driver sighed, empathizing with the situation.

"Who says otherwise? These days, working people have it tough. You don't look that old, why are you doing this kind of manual labor?"

"There's no other way. School starts soon, and I need to save up some money to buy a top-of-the-line Alienware computer. Otherwise, I'll lag when playing raids in the dorm and let my teammates down."

Lin Ye gazed at the night view rushing past the window, his face filled with longing.

"Once I make up my bed and connect to the campus network tomorrow, my good days will officially begin."

The driver was amused.

"Okay, have a great time at university. Take a nap, I'll wake you up when we get there."

Inside Lanshan Manor.

The special agent captain led his men into the clubhouse lobby.

As soon as they entered, everyone gasped.

The ground was covered with broken bones and blood.

Dozens of fully armed bodyguards lay on the ground groaning in pain, their gun-wielding arms twisted into pretzels.

In the center of the hall, three corpses with shattered heads were entangled together; they were the three Dark Force Masters of the He family.

He Zhen lay paralyzed in a pool of blood, his limbs shattered, his neck twisted at an extremely contorted angle, utterly dead.

What gave the agents the most chills was the load-bearing wall at the end of the hall.

A half-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall was smashed open, creating a human-shaped hole.

"Captain, come quick, look here!"

An agent stood at the entrance to the underground chamber, his voice trembling.

The captain ran over and froze completely.

A military-grade alloy door, 30 centimeters thick, was deeply recessed in the center, and the surrounding walls had completely collapsed.

This door was blasted open with a single punch using pure physical strength!

"Is this something a human being could do?"

The captain took out his tactical terminal, snapped a few photos of the scene, and sent them directly to the Eagle.

Inside the command vehicle.

The eagle stared at the photos received on the screen, speechless for a long time.

He picked up the dedicated phone and connected to Zhao Jianguo's channel.

"Director Zhao, the situation on site has been taken over. The core fighting force of the He family has been wiped out, the patriarch He Zhen is dead, and the underground secret chamber has been completely looted."

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Jianguo was silent for a few seconds, then let out a cold snort.

"He Zhen has only himself to blame! Over the years, the He family has been bullying men and women in Jiangcheng, running underground boxing matches and money lending businesses. Countless lives have been taken on their hands."

"Mr. Lin has done this on behalf of Heaven, helping us get rid of a major cancer."

Zhao Jianguo spoke firmly and made the decision directly.

"Clean the scene thoroughly, leaving no trace of Mr. Lin. Seize and confiscate all remaining assets of the He family first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this critical juncture will be prosecuted for treason!"

The eagle's expression turned serious.

"clear!"

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It's 5:30 in the morning.

As dawn broke in the eastern sky, the streets of Jiangcheng gradually came alive with life.

A green taxi was parked at the entrance of Xingfuli residential area.

"Dude, we're here. The meter reads 45."

Lin Ye took out his phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and got off the bus to go home.

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at the same time.

The main hall of the Hongmen branch in the southern district of Jiangcheng.

The head of the hall, Zhao Sandao, sat in the main seat, his teacup trembling.

A dozen or so trusted confidants stood below, not daring to breathe loudly.

"Is the news confirmed?" Zhao Sandao's voice was weak.

"It's confirmed." The trusted subordinate swallowed hard. "The He family's underground boxing gym in the north of the city, casino in the south, and underground bank were all smashed to pieces. The National Security Bureau sealed off Lanshan Manor in the middle of the night, and I heard they pulled out dozens of corpses. He Zhen and those three late-stage Dark Force masters are completely dead; they can't even be put back together."

Zhao Sandao's hand trembled, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

The He family is the number one ancient martial arts family in Jiangcheng!

He Zhen was a master at the peak of the Dark Force realm, and he also had three late-stage retainers by his side.

All gone overnight?

Uprooted?

"Who did this?" Zhao Sandao shouted at the top of his lungs.

"According to a guy who escaped from an underground boxing gym, it was a young man wearing a tattered T-shirt and flip-flops. He was all alone, single-handedly pushing his way through."

Zhao Sandao gasped.

One person turned the entire Ho family upside down?

Is this even human?

"Pass down my message!" Zhao Sandao slapped his thigh and stood up. "All the establishments under his management are closed for rectification during this period! No one is allowed to cause trouble outside! Especially any young people wearing ripped T-shirts and flip-flops, all of you better stay away! Call them all 'Grandpa'! Anyone who messes with this living ancestor, I'll skin them alive!"

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Jiangcheng North District, Black Tiger Gang Headquarters.

Gang leader Wang Heihu looked at the few blurry photos sent back by his subordinates.

The photo was taken outside the Xingfuli residential area; it only shows Lin Ye's back as she carries a woven bag.

"Did you see that clearly? Just that slender figure leveled the He family?" Wang Heihu's eyes widened.

"Boss, it's absolutely true. When the National Security Bureau came to cover it up, the brothers were watching from a distance. The He family's financial chain has been broken, and all their assets have been seized."

Wang Heihu slammed his hand on the table.

"Jiangcheng is a dangerous place. Tell the brothers to keep their tails between their legs and avoid getting involved!"

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At the same time, at the headquarters building of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association.

The atmosphere in the luxurious conference room on the top floor was extremely oppressive.

Chairman Lei Zhentian sat at the head of the table, his face ashen.

He is a genuine master of the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, a towering figure in the martial arts world of Jiangcheng.

"Bang!"

Lei Zhentian slammed his hand on the conference table, causing a large dent in the solid wood surface and sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"This is outrageous!" Lei Zhentian roared. "He Zhen is the vice chairman of our martial arts association! The He family pays 300 million yuan in membership fees to the association every year! Now everyone's dead, and the venue has been shut down! This is a slap in the face to the entire Jiangcheng martial arts community!"

Sitting next to him were five vice presidents, all of whom were masters who had just entered the Transformation Realm.

"President, this is suspicious," a vice president said hesitantly. "He took on the He family alone and escaped unscathed. Who is this kid? Could he be a martial arts master from out of town?"

"A master of Transformation Realm?" Lei Zhentian scoffed. "There are only a handful of Transformation Realm masters in the entire Jiangnan Province. Even if he is, we have six Transformation Realm masters here! Six against one, and we still can't take down this brat?"

Lei Zhentian stood up, releasing the pressure of a mid-stage Transformation Realm expert, which made the glass windows of the conference room vibrate.

"Have you found his address?"

"Found him. His name is Lin Ye, and he lives in a dilapidated residential compound called Xingfuli Community."

"Let's go!" Lei Zhentian waved his hand. "No matter who he is, anyone who messes with our Martial Arts Association in Jiangcheng will pay the price! Take your men and head to Xingfuli Residential Area! I want to see if this kid has three heads and six arms!"

The six masters of internal energy stood up in unison and walked out with murderous intent.