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

"Sir, welcome to Cloud View Imperial Residence!" Wang Bin swallowed hard, forcibly averting his gaze from the burlap sack. "What type of apartment are you looking for? We have river-view apartments, duplexes, penthouses..."

"The biggest," Lin Ye interrupted him, beginning to state his requirements, "It has to be the top floor, the largest area, and the highest level of security. Most importantly, it has to have a good load-bearing capacity. I might need to keep some heavy things at home, like several tons of cash or gold bars. I don't want it to collapse the floor."

Wang Bin felt a chill run down his spine.

Several tons of cash.

bullion?

Is this guy planning to use his house as a national treasury?!

"Yes! Yes!" Wang Bin nodded repeatedly, bending even lower. "We have a rare, top-of-the-line unit here, located on the very top floor of the Cloud Tower. It's 1,200 square meters, with a private helipad and a private elevator. The entire floor is built to bank vault standards, explosion-proof and earthquake-resistant—it absolutely meets your requirements!"

"How much?" Lin Ye asked.

"1.3 billion yuan in full payment, plus a full set of top-of-the-line smart home features and lifetime property management services."

Lin Ye touched his chin.

There are still more than two billion US dollars in the bank, which is more than ten billion RMB.

Buying a safe that can hold money for 1.3 billion yuan, and still have a place to live, is a fair price.

"Okay, this is the one. Swipe the card and complete the formalities. I'm in a hurry to get back to school to play games." Lin Ye reached for the black and gold card in the inside pocket of his suit.

Sweat poured down Wang Bin's forehead in an instant.

He clasped his hands together, his face full of embarrassment, and stammered, "Sir, I'm so sorry... you can't see or buy this penthouse right now."

Lin Ye stopped touching the card.

He frowned slightly as he looked at Wang Bin.

"What? It's not finished yet?"

"It's not that it's not finished." Wang Bin raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "It's...it's that there are VIPs looking at the model inside. That guest is a wealthy foreign businessman with a very bad temper. He brought more than a dozen bodyguards and booked the entire model area, not letting anyone in. He said he wants to reserve this penthouse as the office of his branch in China."

Wang Ye sighed in extreme frustration.

If a working person buys a means of transportation and gets robbed, now if they spend 1.3 billion yuan to buy a dormitory, they might still get robbed.

"Did he pay?" Lin Ye asked.

"No, we're still looking at the floor plan..."

"If you haven't paid, it hasn't been sold yet." Lin Ye was too lazy to waste any more words with Wang Bin. He carried the snakeskin bag in one hand, walked past Wang Bin, and strode towards the model area inside the sales office.

"Hey! Sir! You can't go in! Those bodyguards inside have weapons!" Wang Bin was so anxious that he jumped up and down, chasing after Lin Ye desperately, but he didn't dare to reach out and pull him back.

Lin Ye walked to the extremely heavy mahogany double door in the model area.

Without even knocking, he raised his right foot, clad in an expensive leather shoe, and kicked it directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the two large mahogany doors slammed open and smashed against the wall.

The model area is extremely spacious, with a huge and exquisite building model placed in the very center.

At this moment, a burly white man with a bald head and a face full of scars was standing in front of the sand table, holding a thick cigar in his hand, pointing and gesturing at the translator next to him.

I heard a loud bang as the door was kicked open.

The dozen or so bodyguards in black in the model area reacted instantly.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, without any unnecessary words or exclamations.

A dozen bodyguards quickly dispersed, hiding behind load-bearing pillars and sofas, forming a perfect crossfire network that completely blocked the direction of the main entrance.

Everyone's hands reached for the inside of their suits.

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks at the doorway.

He didn't look at the bald white man smoking a cigar, but instead scanned the positions of the dozen or so bodyguards.

That's incredibly professional.

Such tactical evasion maneuvers and the deployment of firepower are definitely not something an ordinary bodyguard who has only learned a few days of grappling and fighting in driving school could do.

These are real professional soldiers who have actually taken bullets and stepped on landmines on the battlefield.

Most importantly, Lin Ye's nose twitched.

During his time in the Middle East, he bathed every day amidst gunfire and became extremely sensitive to certain smells.

That was the distinctive chemical smell of C4 plastic explosive, mixed with the strong, pungent smell of blood that had seeped into the bones after years of killing.

"China's security is a joke." The bald white man exhaled a thick smoke ring, cursed in fluent English, and turned to look at Lin Ye at the door.

He glanced at Lin Ye's bespoke suit, then at the extremely incongruous snakeskin bag.

"Where did this idiot come from, daring to interrupt my house viewing?" The bald white man waved his hand dismissively. "Break his legs and throw him out."

The translator next to him was so frightened that he trembled all over and dared not translate the sentence at all.

The two foreign bodyguards closest to the door immediately stood up, grinning maliciously as they approached Lin Ye.

They didn't take this thin-looking young man from China seriously at all.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, that familiar, crisp notification sound rang in Lin Ye's mind.

[Ding! High-risk target detected!]

[System Temporary Part-Time Task Issued: Eliminate the leader and core members of a transnational dark organization that has infiltrated the Dragon Kingdom!]

[Mission Requirements: Zero tolerance; annihilate the target completely and eliminate any future threats.]

[Mission Reward: The target bank card can receive one billion US dollars!]

Upon hearing the notification tone, Lin Ye's extremely irritated mood, which had been disrupted during his house purchase, instantly vanished.

A transnational criminal organization?

When working as a mercenary abroad, the head of such an organization can be a lucrative job with prices in the tens of millions of US dollars on the dark web.

Now that he's gone back to China to attend university and buy a house, he's actually encountering this kind of person who actively generates gold coins?

"Not only can you buy a house, but you can also earn some overtime pay on the side."

Lin Ye smiled.

The smile was incredibly bright, yet it carried a chilling cruelty.

He casually tossed the snakeskin bag, which was filled with millions of dollars worth of bespoke suits, to the ground at his feet.

Then, Lin Ye slowly raised his hands and unbuttoned the first button of his pure black Armani suit.

"I just wanted to buy a house outright and quietly." Lin Ye cracked his neck, his knuckles popping like beans. "Since you don't want to leave, then none of you are leaving."

Although the two approaching foreign bodyguards couldn't understand Chinese, their intuition, honed from years of living on the edge, instantly sensed something was wrong.

The young man in front of me had a different aura.

If the man before was just a wealthy second-generation rich kid, then what stands before them now is an ancient ferocious beast that has just awakened.

"F**K! Kill him!"

One of the bodyguards cursed and immediately abandoned his plan for close combat.

He abruptly pulled his hand from inside his suit jacket, and a Glock pistol equipped with a black silencer was instantly aimed at Lin Ye's forehead.

Without warning or hesitation, the trigger was pulled.

This is the modus operandi of transnational drug lords; human life is less than worthless to them.

"Watch out!" Wang Bin, who was standing outside the door, was so frightened that he let out a desperate scream.

Facing the dark muzzle of a gun.

Lin Ye didn't even try to dodge.

His right hand casually reached to the side and plucked a small plastic tree, used for decoration, directly from the landscape model on the outer edge of the sand table.

"Plants, trees, bamboo, and rocks".

Lin Ye spoke calmly, then suddenly flicked his wrist.

"They are all capable of killing."

The branches of the plastic sapling were snapped off, leaving two green afterimages as it shot out at a terrifying speed that broke the sound barrier.