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

The mastermind behind the Blood Fox Mercenary Group had seen ruthless killers and vicious agents, but all of them carried a fierce, bandit-like aura.

But the boy in front of them, wearing the cheapest shorts and flip-flops, carrying a still-smoking gun barrel, was clean from head to toe, without a single drop of blood on him.

This is a million times more terrifying than a butcher covered in blood!

"Money! The money's all there!"

Before Lin Ye could even speak again, the boss scrambled out from under the table and rushed to another large safe in the corner.

His hands, which were plump and white from being pampered, were trembling so much that he had to enter the password several times before he could do it correctly.

"Click".

The safe door popped open.

Inside was a larger vault than the previous one.

Bundles of US dollars, rows of gold bars, and even several boxes of perfectly cut diamonds gleamed with a sinful yet alluring light under the flickering lights.

"Take it all! Take it all! Please, don't kill me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child to support!"

The boss, tears streaming down his face, frantically rummaged through the contents, like a fanatical believer offering a sacrifice, pushing everything to Lin Ye's feet.

Lin Ye didn't even glance at the gold and silver jewelry on the ground.

He pulled out a palm-sized notebook, which he had received as a gift when he bought something at the supermarket, and a ballpoint pen from the pocket of his shorts. The notebook had the words "May good people live in peace" printed on it.

He cleared his throat and began to do the accounting in a serious manner.

Let's analyze this.

Lin Ye tapped the notebook with the tip of his pen, making a "tap-tap" sound.

"According to the job posting, the daily wage is $10,000, and that's the base salary."

"Working after 10 PM is considered overtime, so let's say the night shift allowance is 10,000 yuan."

The boss knelt on the ground, nodding frantically like a chicken pecking at rice, not daring to utter a single word.

"Next is the compensation for emotional distress." Lin Ye frowned, seemingly performing a very complicated calculation. "You tried to double-cross me halfway through, which made me feel very bad, and this seriously affected my work enthusiasm."

"Also, that guy called Butcher pointed a gun at me and bullied me in the workplace. I was terrified."

"In addition, your working environment is too poor. There is no private bathroom, not even a proper toilet, which has seriously damaged my physical and mental health."

"And I forgot to take my instant noodles too."

Lin Ye scribbled a few notes in his notebook and finally came to a conclusion.

"Okay, I'll round it down for you. I'll just give you $80,000 for things like compensation for emotional distress, workers' compensation, and high-temperature allowance."

He looked up at the Blood Fox boss with a tone that said, "I'm thinking of you."

"The base salary is $10,000, the night shift allowance is $10,000, and various miscellaneous expenses are $80,000, totaling $100,000. You see, I'm a very fair person; I didn't ask for a single penny more than what you owed."

The Blood Fox boss didn't dare utter a single word of nonsense. Pointing to the pile of money on the ground, his voice trembled with tears, "Enough! Enough! Take it all. If it's not enough, I'll go get you more!"

"No need for that."

Lin Ye nodded in satisfaction.

He squatted down, unzipped the red, white, and blue snakeskin bag completely, and then, like collecting garbage, shoveled the US dollars and gold bars on the ground into the bag.

The bag quickly became round and heavy.

Lin Ye sealed the bag, slung it over his shoulder, and felt its solid weight. A heartfelt, harvest-like joy appeared on his face.

This is hardly stolen money.

This is clearly his hard-earned money, earned through countless nights of hard work and overtime!

He carried the snakeskin bag, turned around with satisfaction, and walked towards the door.

As the figure was about to disappear through the door, the Blood Fox boss's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he slumped to the ground, feeling as if he had just walked through hell, completely exhausted.

However, just as Lin Ye had stepped out of the doorway, he suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn around.

He simply raised his right hand, and the Glock 17 he had seized from the Black Mamba sentry had somehow returned to his grasp.

boom!

A crisp gunshot echoed through the ruins.

The Blood Fox boss let out a shrill scream that sounded inhuman. He clutched his right leg and rolled wildly on the ground, blood gushing out of a hole in his knee.

Lin Ye's calm voice drifted in from the doorway, dissipating into the dust.

"This is your punishment for defaulting on migrant workers' wages."

"Remember, pay your salary on time next time, or someone else will come looking for you."

After saying that, he turned around and, without looking back, carried the snake skin and the bag, swaggered down the stairs, and disappeared into the night of Arkham.

Stepping out of the Blood Fox headquarters building, now reduced to ruins, Lin Ye took a deep breath of the gunpowder-scented air and felt refreshed.

Just then, that familiar mechanical voice rang out in my mind right on time.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on perfectly completing your first high-risk summer job mission: Blood Fox Mercenary Group Cannon Fodder (Advanced Version)!]

[Task settlement in progress...]

The basic salary has been collected by the host. Any additional spoils (cash, gold bars, weapons, etc.) belong to the host personally.

[System rewards settled!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a divine reward: Basic Crisis Prediction!]

[Note: This is a passive skill that automatically sends a warning to the brain 0.5 seconds before the host encounters a fatal threat.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a system space upgrade: your temporary storage space has been expanded to 10 cubic meters!]

A cool breeze instantly rushed into Lin Ye's brain, and his world seemed to change at that moment.

The sounds of the wind around me, the faint barking of dogs in the distance, and even the subtle sensation of the moonlight shining on the sand above my head all became incredibly clear.

He felt his sixth sense had been amplified to an infinite degree, as if he could sense every trace of malice lurking in the darkness in advance.

Lin Ye felt the new ability emerging in his mind, and then he weighed the heavy snakeskin bag on his shoulder, which contained at least 300,000 US dollars worth of valuables.

one day.

It was only my first day at work.

He couldn't help but grin, standing before the ruins, gazing at the gray night sky of Arkham, and uttered a sigh from the depths of his soul.

"This summer job is amazing!"

"Who the hell would go back to China to wait tables?!"