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

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two plastic branches pierced the throats of the two foreign bodyguards who had fired the shots with deadly precision.

Blood exploded in mid-air.

Before they could even scream, they clutched their bleeding necks tightly with both hands, fell straight down, twitched a couple of times, and then went completely still.

The remaining dozen or so bodyguards were stunned for half a second.

They didn't even see how Lin Ye made his move. How could a plastic tree branch be faster than a bullet?

"Focus fire! Kill him!"

Someone shouted it out in perfect English.

More than a dozen pistols equipped with silencers were raised at the same time, all pointing their muzzles at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye didn't give them a chance to fire.

The marble floor tiles underfoot shattered instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards.

He transformed into a black lightning bolt, crashing directly into the group of bodyguards.

Working people value efficiency; they get what they're paid for and never drag their feet.

Click!

Lin Ye grabbed one person's chin with his left hand and pressed down on the back of their head with his right hand, then twisted it sharply.

The sound of a cervical spine breaking was extremely jarring in the empty sand table area.

Immediately afterwards, he used his core strength to deliver a simple, straightforward kick to the other man's chest.

The man's sternum was shattered, and he flew backward, knocking over his three companions behind him.

A bodyguard lunged at Lin Ye from the side, wielding a military-grade triangular dagger, aiming straight for his ribs.

Lin Ye didn't even turn his head. He grabbed the man's wrist with his other hand and tightened his grip.

A sickening cracking sound rang out as the man's wrist was crushed to pieces, and the military dagger fell to the ground.

Lin Ye then delivered a powerful elbow strike to his chest, causing his heart to stop instantly.

Less than ten seconds.

Apart from Lin Ye and the bald white man, there wasn't a single bodyguard standing in the model area.

The ground was littered with corpses lying haphazardly, all of them dying in remarkably similar ways: their necks snapped or their internal organs shattered by pure physical violence.

The cigar in the white bald man's mouth fell to the ground, rolled onto the expensive Persian carpet, and burned a black hole in it.

His fleshy face was now ashen white, and large beads of sweat were dripping down his face.

"F**k! Monster..."

The bald man yelled and frantically pulled out a Uzi submachine gun from inside his suit, about to pull the trigger at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye raised his right leg high and delivered a powerful front kick.

"Snap!"

The bald man's kneecaps shattered instantly, and his legs broke in the opposite direction.

His massive body, weighing over 200 pounds, flew backward and crashed heavily onto the huge model of the real estate development.

The exquisite model of the penthouse in the center of the sand table was smashed to pieces.

A broken metal support pierced through the bald man's shoulder, pinning him firmly to the sand table base.

"ah--!"

The screams of a pig being slaughtered echoed throughout the sales office.

The sales office lobby manager, Wang Bin, and the translator were so frightened that they lay on the ground with their hands covering their heads, barely daring to breathe, their crotches soaked with sweat.

Lin Ye slowly walked over, lifted his foot, and stepped directly on the bald man's face.

The treads on the soles of his shoes were deeply embedded in the fat on his face.

"Since it's a transnational criminal organization, you must have made a lot of dirty money, right?"

Lin Ye took out his newly bought folding screen phone and slid the screen open with one hand.

"I'm always fair in my dealings. You delayed my house purchase and dirtied my shoes, so paying some compensation for lost work time isn't unreasonable, is it?"

Baldy's face contorted in pain as he struggled desperately, but the foot weighed more than a thousand pounds, pressing down on him so much that he couldn't even turn his head.

His intuition, honed from years of lurking on the dark web, told him that this young man from China was a ruthless killer, a living Yama, and that he would surely die if he didn't pay him.

"I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you!" the bald man shouted in broken Chinese. "I have an anonymous account at UBS with a billion US dollars in it! The password is..."

Lin Ye operated his phone with one hand, logged into his black gold card account, and entered the account number and password given by the bald man.

The webpage redirected twice.

[Transfer successful. Your account has been credited with 1,000,000,000.00 USD.]

Seeing the change in the balance, Lin Ye nodded in satisfaction.

"I got some extra money, so this trip wasn't a waste."

Lin Ye put away his phone and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed as the skull shattered, and the bald man fell completely still, his head lolling limply to one side.

Physical exorcism is a clean and efficient method that leaves absolutely no lingering problems.

Just then, extremely rapid footsteps and the screeching of brakes came from outside.

Wang Bin was lying on the ground when he heard the noise. He thought the police had arrived and was so excited that tears streamed down his face.

"Help! Murder!" Wang Bin shouted at the top of his lungs, scrambling and crawling towards the door.

The door was violently forced open.

Dozens of fully armed special police officers rushed in with automatic rifles, their infrared aiming points instantly filling the entire sand table area.

Leading the group was Zhao Jianguo, who was covered in sweat and had even buttoned his Zhongshan suit wrong.

He received a red alert from headquarters, the highest level, saying that an extremely dangerous group of transnational armed men had infiltrated Jiangcheng Yunduan Dijin, and immediately led his men to rush over.

Upon entering, they found foreign mercenaries lying dead on the floor, their bodies gruesome, and Lin Ye standing on the leader's face.

Wang Bin rushed to Zhao Jianguo's feet and hugged Zhao Jianguo's leg tightly.

"Sir! Arrest him! He's a madman, he killed more than a dozen people without warning!" Wang Bin pointed at Lin Ye, trembling all over, feeling that he had finally been saved.

Zhao Jianguo flew into a rage and kicked Wang Bin three meters away.

"Shut your stinking mouth!"

Zhao Jianguo rushed to the sand table, took three steps at a time, and gasped when he saw the face of the bald white man nailed to it.

"This is... 'White Bear,' one of the top ten transnational drug lords on the dark web?!"

Zhao Jianguo suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Ye, his hands trembling with excitement.

He stepped forward and grabbed Lin Ye's hand tightly, bending his waist at a ninety-degree angle.

"Mr. Lin! You are so great!"

Zhao Jianguo's voice was trembling, and his face was flushed red.

"These desperados had just infiltrated Jiangcheng, and our technical department hadn't even figured out their whereabouts yet, and you'd already wiped them out! You've removed another major cancer from the country!"

"Don't worry! Your overtime pay and the national-level award for bravery will be approved through a special channel immediately, and every penny will be deposited into your account!"

Wang Bin, who was lying on the ground, was completely dumbfounded.

His mouth gaped open, his head was buzzing, and his worldview shattered in that instant.

What exactly is going on?

After killing more than a dozen people, the head of the National Security Bureau not only didn't arrest them, but also went over to shake hands and bow, and even offered to pay them overtime pay?

Who exactly is this young man in the haute couture suit, carrying a snakeskin bag?

Lin Ye withdrew his hand in disgust and wiped the bloodstains from the sole of his shoe on the clean leather sofa cover next to him.

"It just so happened that I happened to be buying a house."

Lin Ye pointed to the smashed model of the king of buildings on the sand table, then turned to look at Wang Bin, who was still in a daze.

"I've got my eye on this apartment."

Lin Ye walked up to Wang Bin, took out the pure black metal card from the inside pocket of his suit, and threw it directly at Wang Bin.

"Thirteen billion, right? Full payment, by card. No PIN."