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

"Close your eyes! Open your mouth!" Su Qingxue shouted subconsciously, her body instinctively wanting to lunge off the stage.

That's too late.

The fuse of the stun grenade had burned to the end.

Lin Ye was a hundred times faster than her.

He reached out with one hand and grabbed Su Qingxue's waist, then suddenly exerted force from his core.

Grandmaster-level fighting techniques combined with the explosive power of the super serum.

Lin Ye, carrying Su Qingxue, transformed into a black afterimage, moving horizontally more than ten meters from the center of the arena and crashing heavily into the load-bearing pillar at the edge of the stadium.

boom! boom! boom!

The three stun grenades detonated almost simultaneously.

A blinding white light instantly filled the entire underground arena, followed by a terrifying, deafening roar that made your head buzz.

Su Qingxue was held in Lin Ye's arms, her ear pressed tightly against his chest, still feeling dizzy and her internal organs churning.

Da da da da da!

Before the echoes of the stun grenade had even faded, a barrage of assault rifle fire followed.

A dozen or so black ropes hung down from the blasted skylight.

A dozen or so burly men, fully armed and wearing skull masks, rappelled down the ropes.

Each person held a modified M4A1 assault rifle, spitting fire as they indiscriminately sprayed bullets towards the ring.

The bullet hit the shock-absorbing pad, tearing out large pieces of sponge debris.

"The goal isn't in the ring!"

A man in a skull mask, who was leading the group, roared and made a tactical hand signal.

The dozen or so people instantly scattered, forming a semi-circular encirclement, their guns pointed intently at the surrounding cover.

Behind the load-bearing column.

Su Qingxue was panting heavily, her face deathly pale.

"It's an international mercenary group!" Su Qingxue whispered, her fingers gripping Lin Ye's coat tightly. "It must be White Bear's men seeking revenge! How dare they attack a university campus like this!"

Lin Ye did not answer.

He looked down at his right hand.

The folding phone he had just bought for 19,800 yuan was now lying in his palm.

In the very center of the screen is a deformed 5.56mm rifle bullet.

The phone's motherboard was completely destroyed, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Lin Ye paused for a second.

Private property is sacred and inviolable.

That day, a second-hand mobile phone was damaged by the old man from the He family who possessed profound internal energy.

My newly upgraded folding screen phone was destroyed by these people.

Lin Ye casually tossed the broken phone on the ground and glanced at Su Qingxue.

Su Qingxue was terrified by his terrifying state.

There was no fluctuation of emotion, and even his breathing became extremely calm.

Su Qingxue had only ever seen this state in her grandfather's old comrades who had experienced real war.

This is a sign that a massacre is about to begin.

"Don't be impulsive!" Su Qingxue grabbed Lin Ye's arm. "They have more than a dozen automatic rifles! We're unarmed; we'll have to wait for the National Security Bureau to come and help us."

"I can't wait." Lin Ye pushed her hand away.

He took off his black sports jacket and tossed it on the ground.

He was wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt underneath, and his well-defined muscles were faintly visible under the light.

"Cover your ears." Lin Ye cracked his knuckles, which popped like popping beans.

"Next, it's my private overtime time."

Su Qingxue pressed herself tightly against the pillar, her hands covering her ears.

Bullets rained down on the concrete support column.

Gravel and dust flew everywhere.

She gritted her teeth and pulled a small self-defense pistol from the tactical strap on the outside of her thigh.

There were only seven bullets in the magazine.

Faced with the suppressive fire of more than a dozen fully automatic rifles outside, this small pistol wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap in their teeth.

"Lin Ye!" Su Qingxue shouted, "I'll draw fire with my guns, you find a chance to run towards the stairwell! Hurry!"

Lin Ye completely ignored her.

He looked outside at the skull-masked mercenaries who were taking turns providing cover and closing in step by step.

"I just got a new phone, it cost 19,800."

"This loss is something you uninvited guests couldn't make up for even if you gave your lives."

Lin Ye raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed at the air.

System space is now open.

A dull, metallic clanging sound rang out.

An extremely exaggerated heavy weapon appeared out of thin air in Lin Ye's hand.

Six thick gun barrels, gleaming with a dark blue metallic luster.

Su Qingxue turned her head and froze completely.

She rubbed her eyes.

That's a Gatling six-barreled heavy machine gun!

"Where...where did you pull that out from?" Su Qingxue's voice was trembling as her gaze swept over Lin Ye's slim-fitting casual trousers.

Hiding a grenade in one's crotch is one thing.

You're hiding a Gatling gun in your crotch?!

This Gatling gun weighs tens of kilograms on its bare body. With the ammunition belt and power supply backpack, even an ordinary special forces soldier can't lift it with both hands. The recoil when it fires can shatter a person's shoulder.

Lin Ye was actually carrying it with one hand?

The most outrageous thing is that this gun doesn't have an external ammunition box at all!

Lin Ye did not explain.

The [Unlimited Firepower Gatling Gun] rewarded by the system comes with a built-in ammo supply module, so there's no need to reload.

He carried the killing machine, weighing tens of kilograms, with one hand and strode out from behind the supporting pillar.

"Boss, cover your ears," Lin Ye said.

Three mercenaries with skull masks flanked the flank.

Upon seeing Lin Ye emerge, they immediately raised their guns.

But when they saw what Lin Ye was carrying, they all stopped moving.

"F**K! Minigun!"

The lead mercenary let out a scream of extreme terror.

The humming sound of the motor turning on filled the air.

The six gun barrels began to rotate at high speed.

Flames erupted.

With a terrifying rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute, it unleashed a pure metal storm in the underground martial arts hall.

No burst fire.

Missed aim.

Lin Ye held the Gatling gun in one hand, pulled the trigger, and the muzzle swept across the room.

The three mercenaries at the front didn't even have a chance to fire.

Their Kevlar body armor was less than a piece of paper in the face of the modified Gatling gun bullets.

The bullets instantly tore their bodies apart.

The blood mist exploded in mid-air.

The three men were instantly turned into mincemeat, with pieces of their tattered bulletproof vests flying onto the walls.

"Open fire! Kill him!"

The remaining mercenaries went completely mad, hiding at the edge of the arena and behind the equipment, firing wildly with their rifles.

A 5.56mm rifle bullet struck Lin Ye.

It didn't even penetrate his clothes.

The master-level fighting skills and the terrifying muscle density brought by the super serum directly deflected all the bullets away.

Lin Ye strode forward through the dense hail of bullets.

The flames shooting out of the Gatling gun barrel can be as long as half a meter.

Wherever the gun muzzle passed, not a blade of grass grew.

The solid wood frame of the ring was smashed instantly.

The thick shock-absorbing pads were torn into countless pieces, flying everywhere.

The four mercenaries hiding behind the arena didn't even have time to scream before they were riddled with bullets along with their cover.

"Monster! Retreat! Retreat now!"

The remaining mercenaries suffered a complete mental breakdown.

They threw down their rifles and turned to run toward the ropes hanging from the skylight, trying to escape this hell.

Lin Ye slightly raised his wrist.

The muzzle of the gun rose accordingly.

A violent hail of bullets swept across the sky.

Several black nylon ropes snapped instantly.

The mercenary, who had only climbed halfway up, fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, he was engulfed by a storm of bullets.

Thirty seconds.

In just thirty seconds.

The trigger is released.

The motor has stopped rotating.

The gun barrel glowed with a dark reddish hue due to the extreme heat, and wisps of white smoke rose from it.

Lin Ye lowered his head and blew out a puff of gunpowder smoke from the barrel.

He flipped his right hand over.

The heavy Gatling gun vanished into thin air and was returned to the system space.

The entire underground martial arts hall was eerily quiet.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of bright yellow bullet casings, which crunched underfoot.

Everywhere there were mutilated body parts and smashed equipment.

The strong smell of gunpowder and blood mixed together, making it extremely pungent.

Su Qingxue pressed herself against the load-bearing column, her mouth agape.

Her worldview completely collapsed at that moment.

One-handedly pressing a Gatling gun?

Can you withstand rifle bullets with your bare hands?

How to wipe out a fully armed multinational elite mercenary squad in thirty seconds?

This is hardly the behavior of a college student!

This is clearly a humanoid war machine disguised in human skin!

Lin Ye patted the dust off his trousers with extreme disgust.

He reached into his left pocket and pulled out a brand-new folding phone from his system space.

The ten spare phones I bought at the mall have finally come in handy.

Power on the computer and connect to the internet.

Lin Ye skillfully dialed Zhao Jianguo's number.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Mr. Lin! What can I do for you?" Zhao Jianguo's voice was full of respect.