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

Lei Zhentian's head was buzzing from the kick, and he was completely stunned.

After Zhao Jianguo finished cursing, he immediately turned around.

The anger on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely fawning and enthusiastic smile.

The speed at which he changed his expression made the surrounding special forces soldiers swallow hard.

Zhao Jianguo jogged all the way to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye looked at the old man who was smiling like a chrysanthemum, took half a step back, and protected the snakeskin bag behind his back.

"I'm telling you, this was self-defense."

Lin Ye spoke first, his tone resolute.

"They blocked the entrance first, and they also damaged the saplings and paving stones in the community."

Lin Ye pointed to the large pit on the ground and the broken sapling.

"Arrest them if you want, I'm rushing to the school to grab a dorm room."

"The lower bunk by the window in the men's dormitory will be gone if you go too late. I don't have time to go back to the police station with you to give your statements."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianguo was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, and sweat dripped even faster from his forehead.

"Mr. Lin! You've misunderstood! A huge misunderstanding!"

Zhao Jianguo ran up to Lin Ye and vigorously wiped the sweat from his trouser legs with both hands.

He didn't actually take out any handcuffs.

Instead, he unzipped the black briefcase in his hand and carefully pulled out a red document with gold trim.

"Mr. Lin, we are so sorry! We didn't do our job well and we arrived late. These inconsiderate flies disturbed your sleep and made you late for school registration!"

As soon as Zhao Jianguo said this, the entire entrance to the residential area fell into a deathly silence.

Although the expressions of the special forces soldiers carrying automatic rifles were obscured by their tactical helmets, their breathing became heavier.

This is the head of their National Security Bureau, a figure who usually acts arrogantly at provincial meetings, yet he's bowing and apologizing to a young man carrying a snakeskin bag.

They even used the honorific "you"?

When Lei Zhentian heard this at the bottom of the pit, his mind went blank, as if he had been hit hard by a large iron hammer.

His bloodshot eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

"Director Zhao! Are you insane?!" Lei Zhentian, ignoring his broken ribs, roared hysterically in a lisping voice, "Are you sure you haven't mistaken him for someone else?! He's a criminal! He killed the entire He family last night! Why are you bowing to him?!"

The bald vice president, who was slumped under the iron fence, also started howling.

"Sir! This kid is a ruthless killer! He crippled all the high-ranking members of our martial arts association! Shoot him dead!"

Zhao Jianguo suddenly turned his head.

The fawning smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extreme chill.

"Lei Zhentian, your martial arts association usually bullies others and collects protection money in Jiangcheng. Do you really think I don't know?" Zhao Jianguo pointed at Lei Zhentian in the pit and cursed, "Today you actually dare to come here to incite trouble and even threaten Mr. Lin!"

Zhao Jianguo waved his hand and gave orders to the special forces soldiers around him.

"Cuff all these old geezers! They're suspected of disorderly conduct and gang fighting; take them all away for a thorough investigation!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Zhentian was completely dumbfounded.

Lei Zhentian opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

He finally realized what kind of person he had offended.

A terrifying figure who can make the head of the National Security Bureau bow down on the spot and not even dare to ask a question about his background!

This is no ordinary person; this is clearly a living Yama, a powerful and formidable figure!

The special forces soldiers did not hesitate at all.

Several men pulled out tactical cable ties from their waists and quickly tied up the usually aloof and arrogant masters of internal energy.

"Be gentle! My arm is broken!" The bald vice president screamed in agony like a pig being slaughtered.

The special forces soldiers ignored him completely, two of them supporting one, dragging these martial arts association leaders onto the riot control vehicle like dead dogs.

Long streaks of blood were left on the ground.

Lei Zhentian lay at the bottom of the pit, watching his men being thrown into the car one by one, and his mental defenses completely collapsed.

He's finished.

The Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association is finished.

Decades of hard work have been ruined just because someone came to block the door early this morning.

Lin Ye put the snakeskin bag on his back aside, took two steps forward, and jumped into the large crater that had been smashed open.

He raised his right foot, which was wearing a Nike sneaker, and stomped firmly on Lei Zhentian's face.

"You just said you wanted to cripple my martial arts?" Lin Ye looked down at Lei Zhentian, grinding his foot hard against Lei Zhentian's face.

Lei Zhentian's face was distorted by being stepped on, and blood and foam were gushing from his mouth.

"You want to hang me up in front of the Martial Arts Association as a public spectacle?" Lin Ye's tone was calm, yet it carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine. "You guys who handle after-sales service have even bigger tempers than me."

At this moment, Lei Zhentian no longer had any of the airs of a leading figure in Jiangcheng's martial arts world.

He endured the excruciating pain, his face streaked with tears and nosebleed, his voice trembling like a leaf drying in the wind.

"Mr. Lin... I was wrong! I was blind!" Lei Zhentian cried bitterly, desperately trying to kowtow, but his neck was pinned down and he couldn't move. "Please, have mercy and let me go! I'll never dare to do it again!"

Lin Ye frowned in disgust.

"You got really angry when I asked you for thirty-five yuan for your taxi fare, and now you're covered in blood and filthy."

Lin Ye pulled his foot back and rubbed the sole of his shoe on the nearby gravel.

"Take him away." Lin Ye waved to the special forces soldiers above. "Don't let him dirty the paving stones in the community; he'll have to pay for it. When the property management lady comes later, your bureau will be responsible for settling the repair costs for this area."

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Zhao Jianguo nodded repeatedly from above. "Mr. Lin, rest assured, we will take full responsibility for compensating for all losses here!"

Two special forces soldiers jumped into the pit and set up Lei Zhentian on their left and right.

Lei Zhentian was dragged up like a lump of mud, not daring to utter a sound.

He was now only grateful that he was still alive to go to jail. If Lin Yezhen had really killed him, he would already be reunited with He Zhen from last night in the underworld.

The doors of the riot control vehicle slammed shut.

Hundreds of special forces soldiers deftly retracted the cordon and lined up again.

The entrance to the residential area returned to its morning tranquility, except for several large craters and pools of blood on the ground.

Lin Ye bent down, picked up the huge snakeskin bag, and slung it steadily over his shoulder.

He turned around and looked at Zhao Jianguo, who was still standing there with a big smile on his face.

Lin Ye's brows furrowed again, and his eyes turned extremely unfriendly.

"Director Zhao," Lin Ye glanced at his watch, "it's 7:10 in the morning."

Zhao Jianguo's smile froze.

"You drove over a dozen riot control vehicles here early in the morning, completely blocking the road at the entrance of the residential area," Lin Ye sighed. "Are you here to delay my trip to school too?"