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

The VIP area at the very front of the playground.

Su Qingxue sat in a chair, holding a bottle of mineral water in her hand.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, but it couldn't hide her tall figure and delicate features.

She is the granddaughter of the top military official in Jiangcheng. She grew up in a military compound and never gave a second glance to the rich kids in school who drove sports cars.

But at this moment, her attention was completely drawn to the Knight XVI.

She immediately recognized the composite ceramic bulletproof armor on the vehicle.

"There are no quotas for this level of bulletproof modification in China. It requires special approval from the highest levels of the military to be allowed on the road." Su Qingxue put down her mineral water bottle, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She looked at Lin Ye as he got out of the car, her heart filled with doubt.

"Who exactly is this person? I've never seen anyone like him in the military compound."

Lin Ye completely ignored the reactions of those around him.

Counselor Li, already sweating profusely, squeezed through the crowd and jogged forward to greet him.

"Lin! You've finally arrived!"

The counselor bowed deeply, his attitude extremely respectful.

"We've arranged the best seat for you! This way, please!"

Lin Ye followed the counselor to a spacious private table in the corner of the playground.

The view here is excellent, offering a clear view of the entire stage without being disturbed by people around you.

The table was covered with various cut high-end fruits, and a huge stainless steel basin was placed in the center.

The basin was filled with bright red, top-quality crayfish, which were quite large.

"Lin, these are freshwater crayfish that Director Zhao specially arranged to be airlifted from Australia!" the counselor introduced enthusiastically. "They were just cooked in the kitchen and are still hot, please enjoy!"

Lin Ye nodded in satisfaction.

"Old Zhao is a reliable person, and he does a good job with after-sales service."

Lin Ye pulled out a chair, sat down, and put on disposable plastic gloves.

Migrant workers, who endure hardships and sleep outdoors, love this kind of free, high-end food the most.

He didn't even look at the performance on stage; he was completely focused on dealing with the crayfish in the basin.

The technique was very skillful; removing the head, peeling the shell, and deveining the shrimp were all done in one smooth motion.

At another table not far from Lin Ye.

Chu Tiankuo, the student union president of Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences, held a glass of red wine in his hand, his face looking extremely grim.

Chu Tiankuo is the direct descendant of the Chu family, an ancient martial arts family in Jiangcheng. At the young age of twenty, he broke through to the late stage of Ming Jin and was domineering in the school, with no one daring to provoke him.

He had been pursuing Su Qingxue relentlessly, and tonight he specially arranged a confession segment, intending to show off in front of the entire school.

As soon as Lin Ye appeared, he stole the spotlight from everyone else.

What he found most unbearable was that he discovered Su Qingxue was staring at Lin Ye.

That was the woman he had already chosen!

"Who's that kid?" Chu Tiankuo slammed his wine glass heavily on the table.

The Minister of Sports, who was standing nearby, quickly came over.

"Chairman, I just found out, it seems to be a freshman this year, named Lin Ye."

"A freshman?" Chu Tiankuo sneered. "What's he trying to do by driving a modified beat-up car? Probably just rich kids renting a car to scam young girls."

Chu Tiankuo stood up and straightened his collar.

He's a late-stage Ming Jin martial artist; crushing an ordinary rich kid would be a piece of cake for him.

"Let's go and meet him."

Chu Tiankuo, accompanied by four robust physical education students, strode toward Lin Ye's table.

Lin Ye was engrossed in the pleasure of peeling shrimp.

He is extremely efficient.

In ten minutes, he had peeled out a full fifty large crayfish.

The translucent shrimp meat was neatly arranged on a clean white porcelain plate, piled high.

Lin Ye took off his gloves, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to enjoy this sumptuous dinner.

Just then, my view was blocked by several figures.

Chu Tiankuo walked to the table and looked down at Lin Ye.

"Hey, newbie," Chu Tiankuo said arrogantly, "this seat is reserved for student council officers. Who gave you permission to sit here?"

Lin Ye ignored him.

Working people hate being disturbed when they are eating.

He picked up a piece of shrimp and prepared to put it in his mouth.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Chu Tiankuo's anger instantly surged.

He's the eldest son of the Chu family!

This kid actually dared to ignore him!

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?!"

Chu Tiankuo suddenly raised his right hand, and his late-stage Ming Jin internal energy instantly gathered in his palm.

He slammed his hand heavily on the table in front of Lin Ye.

"Bang!"

The solid wood table made a loud thud, and a crack appeared in the tabletop.

The enormous vibration was transmitted to the white porcelain plate.

"Splash!"

The plate full of shrimp meat was knocked over by the shock.

The huge pile of shrimp meat that Lin Yehua had painstakingly peeled out in ten minutes all fell onto the lawn.

The translucent shrimp meat was covered in mud and grass clippings, completely ruined.

The surrounding athletes burst into laughter.

"Chairman, this kid is terrified and doesn't dare to say a word."

Chu Tiankuo withdrew his hand triumphantly and looked at Lin Ye provocatively.

"Get out of here, or I'll have to throw you out. This isn't a place for nouveau riche like you."

Lin Ye's chopsticks, which were holding shrimp meat, stopped in mid-air.

He looked at the pile of shrimp meat lying in the mud, and the surrounding air suddenly turned cold.

He hates wasting food.

He hates it even more when others ruin the fruits of his hard work.

Lin Ye put down his chopsticks and slowly stood up.

He picked up a pack of wet wipes from the table, took one out, and slowly wiped his fingers.

It was wiped very carefully.

"Do you know how many calories I wasted peeling this plate of shrimp?"

Lin Ye threw the wet wipes he had used to dry his hands into the trash can, his tone extremely calm.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Tiankuo.

"Use your hands to make amends."

Upon hearing this, Chu Tiankuo laughed in anger.

He was the eldest son of the Chu family in Jiangcheng, a martial artist in the late stage of Ming Jin, the student council president, and even the teachers had to give him some face.

A freshman in college actually dares to make him pay for a plate of broken shrimp with his bare hands?

"Are you out of your mind?" Chu Tiankuo's face flushed red, feeling he had lost face in front of Su Qingxue. "You shameless idiot, today I'll teach you the rules of Jiangcheng Arts and Sciences Academy!"

Chu Tiankuo suddenly thrust out his right hand.

Vigorous and vigorous.

With five fingers forming a claw, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, it gripped Lin Ye's left collarbone.

If this grip is applied firmly, an ordinary person's collarbone will shatter on the spot, and they will never be able to lift heavy objects for the rest of their life.

Four PE students stood by, grinning maliciously, ready to watch Lin Ye kneel down and beg for mercy.

Lin Ye stood still, without even trying to dodge.

Chu Tiankuo's fingers gripped Lin Ye's shoulder firmly.

Before Chu Tiankuo could even exert his strength...

"Snap!"

The extremely crisp sound of bones breaking echoed at the edge of the noisy playground.

Chu Tiankuo felt as if his claw had not gripped a person's flesh, but rather dug into a solid titanium alloy steel plate.

The muscle defense provided by Grandmaster-level combat skills, combined with the body modified by the super serum, makes it incredibly tough.

A terrifying recoil force surged wildly back up from his fingertips.

Chu Tiankuo's five fingers on his right hand snapped off in the opposite direction on the spot, twisting into an extremely bizarre angle.

"ah--!"

An extremely piercing scream instantly tore through the night sky.

Chu Tiankuo's face contorted in pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

Lin Ye gave him no chance to catch his breath.

Working people value efficiency most; they settle scores on the spot.

Lin Ye raised his left hand and grabbed Chu Tiankuo's crippled wrist.

Engage your core muscles in the lower back.

Chu Tiankuo, who weighed over 140 pounds, was lifted off the ground by Lin Ye with one hand and swung into the air.

Like a giant windmill, it traced a terrifying semicircle in the air.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Chu Tiankuo slammed heavily onto the long, narrow buffet table next to him.

The champagne tower collapsed with a crash, shattering wine glasses all over the floor.

Mousse cake, roast pork chops, and red wine were all smeared on Chu Tiankuo's expensive haute couture suit.

The wooden dining table snapped in half, and Chu Tiankuo coughed up a mouthful of blood. He had broken several ribs and lay among a pile of food scraps and glass shards, too weak to even twitch.

The four sports students who followed him were completely dumbfounded.

They never expected that the chairman, who could usually break bricks with his bare hands, would be defeated in one move by a freshman.

"Holy crap! You dare hit the Chairman!"

"Kill him!"