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

At this moment, Lei Zhentian's smug expression froze completely.

This kid was completely unaffected?

Is he a fool who is born unable to sense pressure?

"You brat!" Lei Zhentian felt greatly insulted and shouted loudly.

This sound, imbued with the profound internal energy of a mid-stage Transformation Realm expert, was like a thunderclap rising from the ground.

The sound was extremely loud.

The anti-theft alarm on a parked electric scooter was so loudly vibrated that it started blaring.

Lei Zhentian took another heavy step forward.

With a "crack," the marble floor tiles underfoot began to show more than a dozen deep cracks spreading outwards.

"Why don't you kneel before me?!"

Lei Zhentian glared angrily at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye was calculating the bus time when the shout made his ears ring.

He picked at his ear in extreme frustration.

Lin Ye looked up at the six old men in front of him.

"So, six old men here for a morning exercise in the neighborhood?"

"Can't you go to the park next door for your morning exercise? Even the square dancing aunties don't block the entrance to our building, why are you all blocking this way?"

Lin Ye pointed to the side.

"Could you move aside? I'm in a hurry to catch the bus."

"Insolence!" A bald old man standing to Lei Zhentian's left took a step forward and pointed at Lin Ye.

This old man was the vice president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association. He had an extremely fiery temper, and his initial mastery of the Transformation Realm made him used to walking around Jiangcheng with impunity. He had never been so disregarded before.

"You ignorant brat!" The bald vice president glared, spitting as he spoke. "You're about to die and you still dare to talk back! Do you even know who's standing in front of you?!"

Lin Ye leaned back in disgust.

He raised his hand and fanned himself in front of his nose.

This old man definitely didn't brush his teeth this morning; the chive pancakes smelled too strong.

Lei Zhentian raised his right hand and made a pressing motion in mid-air.

The bald vice president immediately shut his mouth and respectfully returned to his original position, but his eyes were still fixed on Lin Ye, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh off him.

Lei Zhentian stood with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, displaying an air of superiority.

He looked at Lin Ye, his voice not loud, but it carried a powerful inner force that clearly echoed throughout the entire community entrance.

"I am Lei Zhentian, the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association!"

These five words were uttered.

An elderly woman next to her, who was carrying a vegetable basket and preparing to go to the morning market to grab fresh cabbage, shuddered.

"Clatter".

The vegetable basket fell directly to the ground, and a few scallions rolled onto the curb.

The woman didn't even bother to pick up the vegetables; she clutched her chest and retreated repeatedly, her face deathly pale.

The elderly men and women doing their morning exercises nearby also changed their expressions.

"Lei Zhentian? That's the founder of the South City Martial Arts School!"

"My goodness, this is a truly important person! I heard he can smash a stone lion to pieces with a single slap!"

"How did this young man get into trouble with him? Hurry up and get out of here, or he'll get covered in blood."

The once bustling entrance to the residential area was completely deserted in the blink of an eye; even the uncle who used to sell jianbing (Chinese crepes) from his tricycle disappeared in a flash.

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Two hundred meters away.

Inside the communications vehicle disguised as an Iveco van, Agent Xiao Wang stared at the monitor screen, sweating profusely with anxiety.

"team leader!"

Xiao Wang's fingers flew across the keyboard, bringing up a red confidential file.

"The records show that Lei Zhentian broke through to the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm ten years ago, and his internal energy could be released externally, allowing him to injure people from a distance! Although Mr. Lin has a strong physical body and killed He Zhen, who was at the peak of the Dark Realm, last night, Transformation Realm and Dark Realm are two completely different concepts!"

Xiao Wang swallowed hard, his voice weak and unsteady.

"Can Mr. Lin withstand the strangulation of a mid-stage Transformation Realm expert's internal force with his bare hands? Should we call for backup from headquarters?"

The eagle, holding a thermos, leaned back in its chair without even lifting its eyelids.

"Support my ass."

The eagle blew on the goji berries in the thermos.

"What you should be worried about is whether the water tank in the floor scrubber will be enough to clean the road after these six old men are beaten to a pulp."

The eagle had already read this man's file.

Even those mercenaries on the Middle East battlefield, driving armored vehicles and carrying rocket launchers, couldn't break through Lin Ye's defenses. How could a few old men who practice martial arts possibly break through his defenses?

It's like an old man eating poison; he's tired of living.

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At the entrance of the residential compound.

Lei Zhentian was very satisfied with the reactions of the ordinary people around him.

This is the kind of prestige that a leading figure in the Jiangcheng martial arts world should have.

He turned his gaze to Lin Ye, trying to see fear and regret on the young man's face.

Unfortunately, Lin Ye only glanced down at the few scallions that had rolled away, his face full of heartache.

These scallions are so good; they'd make noodles taste amazing.

Lei Zhentian snorted coldly and began to list Lin Ye's crimes.

"He Zhen is the vice chairman of my Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association. The He family pays 300 million yuan in membership fees to the association every year."

"Last night you launched a surprise attack, wiping out the entire He family, and even He Zhen was brutally murdered by you."

Lei Zhentian took a step forward, and his mid-stage Transformation Realm aura intensified once again.

"You're provoking the entire martial arts community of Jiangcheng! You're slapping me in the face!"

"Today, I will take your head to appease the souls of the He family and uphold the rules of our ancient martial arts world!"

He delivered a lengthy and powerful speech.

The six old men were imposing, as if they had already pronounced Lin Ye's death sentence.

Lin Ye stood there, his brows furrowed tightly.

He quickly processed Lei Zhentian's words in his mind and extracted a few key words.

He Zhen.

Martial Arts Association.

Three hundred million in membership fees.

Looking for trouble.

Lin Ye sighed, scratched the back of his head, and spoke with the helplessness typical of a working-class person.

"So, whose after-sales service did you pay for?"

Lei Zhentian was stunned.

The bald vice president was also stunned.

The six masters of internal energy exchanged bewildered glances, completely failing to understand what Lin Ye was saying.

What kind of after-sales service?

Lin Ye took the huge snakeskin bag off his back, placed it at his feet, and began to calculate their accounts very seriously.

"Look at you."

Lin Ye extended one finger.

"Last night, Boss He insisted that I work overtime. I have already cleaned up his place, and he has settled my overtime pay and compensation for emotional distress."

"Our transaction was a complete cash-on-delivery deal, and the cooperation was very pleasant."

Lin Ye then extended a second finger.

"It's already daylight, my part-time job is over."

"You guys in after-sales service, coming to block my door early in the morning to prevent me from going to school to register, that's very unethical."

Lin Ye pointed to the worn-out digital watch on his wrist.

"I just checked, the first bus to school has already left. The next one won't be for another twenty minutes, so I definitely won't make it to be the first in line to get my dorm key."

Lin Ye raised his head and looked at Lei Zhentian with a very sincere expression.

"Your behavior is called malicious delay in the project, and you will have to pay a penalty for breach of contract."