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

The palpable killing intent that Lin Ye exuded, honed from being immersed in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the dark web, made Lei Zhentian's heart tighten suddenly.

But this feeling lasted for less than half a second.

Lei Zhentian was at the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm and had reigned supreme in the Jiangcheng martial arts world for decades. How could he possibly admit that he was frightened by a college student's words?

His face instantly turned bright red, and he was furious with embarrassment.

"Playing tricks!" Lei Zhentian shouted, masking a hint of panic within him. "Five vice presidents, form a formation! Block all his escape routes! We absolutely cannot let this brat leave alive today!"

The five vice presidents immediately spread out, their figures staggered, directly surrounding Lin Ye in the center.

Six masters of internal energy simultaneously activated their internal forces.

These people who practice ancient martial arts care most about appearances before a fight. Six powerful internal energies intertwined, forming a visible vortex of energy.

Crackle, crackle.

The marble floor tiles beneath Lin Ye's feet could not withstand the terrifying pressure and began to crack in large areas.

The pebbles were suspended in mid-air by the pull of true energy.

The holly bushes in the nearby green belt suffered, their branches and leaves were shredded by the violent airflow and flew everywhere.

Even the two saplings planted next to the flower bed had their trunks broken off.

The scene looked extremely spectacular, reminiscent of a duel between unparalleled masters in a martial arts movie.

Lei Zhentian stood at the core of the formation, his hands behind his back, his chin held high, displaying the air of a martial arts grandmaster.

"Boy, don't think you can run wild in Jiangcheng just because you've learned a few rudimentary martial arts moves!" Lei Zhentian's voice boomed, making the surrounding air buzz. "Today, I will cripple your martial arts and hang you at the entrance of the Martial Arts Association for three days as a warning to others!"

Lin Ye didn't listen to this over-the-top pronouncement of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

He looked down at the shattered marble floor tiles, then at the two uprooted saplings, his brows furrowed into a deep knot.

"Are you old men out of your minds?" Lin Ye brushed aside a fallen leaf that had drifted in front of him. "You've ruined the beautiful greenery in our community. Damaging public facilities is a serious offense and will result in a fine!"

Lin Ye pointed to the wreckage on the ground and began to settle accounts with them.

"A single marble tile costs at least eighty yuan, and you've broken at least twenty yuan worth. Those two saplings were just planted by the property management last month; each one must cost at least two hundred yuan."

"The property management lady will be here soon and demand compensation; this money will have to come from you."

"I'm just a soon-to-be college student who honestly works a summer job. I don't have any money to begin with, and I don't want to take the blame for you guys. Don't even think about it."

Lin Ye became increasingly angry as he spoke.

It was bad enough that I only got one cent in the red envelope giveaway, but now I've missed the bus and am facing a fine for damaging the community's greenery.

These after-sales people are practically here to collect a debt.

The bald vice president couldn't listen to it anymore.

He was a master of internal energy transformation, always treated well wherever he went, yet today a mere brat was pointing his finger at him and demanding money for floor tiles and saplings.

This is an absolute disgrace!

"You're spouting nonsense! Go to hell!"

The bald vice president roared and stomped his right foot on the ground.

The already broken floor tiles were trampled into a large pit half a meter deep.

Using the recoil, he soared into the air, looking down at Lin Ye with a powerful and unparalleled palm strike aimed straight at the top of his head.

This palm strike gathered all the internal energy he had accumulated at the initial stage of mastery.

The palm strike whistled through the air, creating an extremely piercing sonic boom.

Let alone a human head, even the hood of a heavy off-road vehicle would be smashed into a pancake if hit by this blow.

In the distance, inside a communications vehicle disguised as an Iveco van.

Agent Xiao Wang was so frightened by the bald vice president's powerful palm strike on the monitor screen that he jumped up from his chair.

"Captain! That bald guy has made his move!" Xiao Wang pointed at the screen, his voice trembling. "The energy peak of that palm strike has already exceeded the upper limit of the conventional testing equipment! Mr. Lin didn't even dodge. If that strike lands squarely, his brains will splatter everywhere!"

The eagle sat beside him, slowly unscrewing the lid of the thermos and blowing on the goji berries floating on top.

"Making a fuss over nothing." Eagle rolled his eyes. "Do you think Mr. Lin's title of King of Middle Eastern Mercenaries was just a freebie? Those old men have no idea what kind of monster they're facing."

At the entrance of the residential compound.

The palm strike had already landed on Lin Ye's head, making his newly bought black cotton T-shirt flutter loudly.

Lin Ye didn't even raise his head.

He just felt that the bald old man flying in mid-air and yelling was not only noisy, but also blocked the morning sunlight.

Lin Ye raised his right hand and casually waved it upwards, as if swatting away an annoying greenbottle fly in the summer.

He did not use any internal energy, nor did he employ any advanced martial arts techniques.

It's the simplest and purest form of muscle exertion.

The passive enhancement of Grandmaster-level combat skills allows this seemingly casual swing to contain terrifying power capable of overturning a tank.

"Bang!"

A dull, heart-stopping thud exploded in mid-air.

The bald vice president's powerful palm strike, capable of splitting rocks and shattering stone, was forcibly dispersed the moment it touched Lin Ye's palm.

The feeling was like a water-filled balloon being smashed against a steel pillar and bursting on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a brute force that could not be explained by common sense rushed from the bald man's palm into his right arm.

"Click-clack-click-clack!"

A series of ear-piercing sounds of bones dislocating and breaking rang out.

The bald vice president's entire right arm, from wrist to elbow to shoulder, was violently shattered into several pieces by this force in a fraction of a second.

Before he could even scream, he was sent flying backward at twice the speed he had come at.

It flew more than ten meters, crashing into three ornamental trees in the green belt before finally slamming heavily onto the iron fence of the residential area.

"Clang!"

The sturdy iron fence was smashed and severely deformed outwards.

The bald vice president slid down the fence and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs. His eyes rolled back and he fainted instantly.

His right arm hung limply at his side, completely turned into a puddle of mud.

The entire entrance to the residential complex fell into a deathly silence.

The morning breeze swept by, swirling up a few fallen leaves from the ground.

Lei Zhentian's smugness and arrogance froze completely.

He opened his mouth wide, his eyes almost bulging out, staring intently at the bald vice president who was slumped under the iron bars.

The other four vice presidents gasped in shock, their bodies stiffening and their scalps tingling.

What did they see?

A full-force attack from a master of internal energy was actually shattered by this young man's nonchalant slap.

Not only did they smash it apart, but they also completely ruined the person?

Is this something a human body can actually do?!

Lin Ye slowly lowered his right hand and shook his wrist.

He frowned as he looked at the five petrified old men opposite him.

"Is that all the strength you have? Nothing to eat so early in the morning?"