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

When the burly, red-haired man met Lin Ye's gaze, his heart clenched, and an unprecedented sense of impending death enveloped him.

He instinctively wanted to back away.

Lin Ye did not stand up at all.

He sat in the chair, raised his right hand, and casually slapped someone from a distance.

There was no fluctuation of internal energy, nor any fancy moves.

Pure physical strength.

The arm muscles contract in a fraction of a second, exceeding the limits of human capabilities.

The moment the palm was swung out, the air in front was compressed to its limit, forming a transparent ripple that was visible to the naked eye.

A very muffled sonic boom echoed through the classroom.

A terrifying gale swept through the passageway, destroying everything in its path.

A strong gust of wind swept across the desk, extinguishing the flames on the burning calculus textbook completely, leaving not a single spark behind.

Immediately afterwards, this extremely compressed wall of air slammed hard into the red-haired burly man.

The burly, red-haired man didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His strong body, weighing over 200 pounds, suddenly caved in with an exaggerated arc in his chest, and the sound of his ribs breaking could be clearly heard in the classroom.

His feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

He smashed the solid wood door panel in the front door to pieces, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

He flew out of the classroom and crashed heavily into the tempered glass window in the corridor.

"Splash!"

The entire wall of glass shattered instantly.

The burly, red-haired man coughed up a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of his internal organs, and collapsed amidst the shattered glass in the corridor, completely motionless.

The classroom fell silent once again.

Hundreds of students stared wide-eyed, forgetting even to breathe.

Just a moment ago, Teacher Wang was still angry, but now she was gripping the edge of the lectern tightly with both hands, her legs so weak that she couldn't stand up.

What exactly is going on?

From a distance of more than ten meters, sitting in his seat, he casually slapped a foreign man weighing over 200 pounds, sending him flying.

They even smashed the door and glass!

Is this a sci-fi movie being filmed?!

Lin Ye pulled out a tissue and wiped the black ash off the table.

He looked at the skinny, trembling foreign teacher on the podium and began to complain.

"They came to our school to cause damage and disrupt everyone's classes."

Lin Ye threw the tissues he had used to wipe the dust into the trash can.

"Teacher Wang, I suggest you immediately file a complaint with the academic affairs office and have them deduct all of their salaries for this month."

"If they disrupt this class and our participation grade is affected, I will definitely file a formal complaint with the education bureau."

Lin Ye spoke with such confidence and conviction that he was just an ordinary college student who was worried sick about credits and scholarships.

The whole class was in a daze.

Brother, you slapped someone so hard they're practically dead, and now you're worried about your participation score?

Outside the corridor.

The former principal and the head of academic affairs were hiding around the corner of the stairs.

I watched as the red-haired foreign teacher smashed the wooden door, shattered the glass, and collapsed two meters away from me, vomiting blood.

The old principal was so frightened that he clutched his chest, gasping for breath, feeling as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Quick... call them!"

The old principal grabbed the head of teaching's collar, his voice hoarse.

"Call Director Zhao! Tell him Mr. Lin has lost his temper again! Tell him to bring people over immediately to clean up the mess!!"

The head of the teaching department trembled as he pulled out his phone and dialed the National Security Bureau's number three times before finally succeeding.

In the classroom.

Only one tall, thin foreign teacher remained.

He is an S-class speed-type ability user in the Holy Alliance.

Having witnessed Hughes become an idiot and Red Hair being slapped into oblivion, he now had only one thought in his mind.

run!

Run as far as you can!

The Dragon Kingdom is nothing like what the intelligence reports say; it's teeming with monsters!

The tall, thin man has all his superpowers activated.

His leg muscles swelled instantly, and his entire body became an extremely blurry afterimage.

Instead of going through the main entrance, he turned around and rushed towards the open window next to the podium.

If he jumps out of that window, he can escape the campus in seconds, given his speed.

The afterimage had just reached the edge of the windowsill when one foot was already on the window frame.

Did I tell you to leave get out of class?

Lin Ye's calm voice rang out from the back of the classroom.

The tall, thin foreign teacher completely ignored them.

He is an S-class speed-type ability user in the Holy Alliance.

When fully activated, his short-range bursts of power can even approach the sound barrier.

In the European assassination world, if he wanted to escape, even the most advanced infrared tracking couldn't catch him.

One foot was already firmly planted on the third-floor window frame.

The wind was blowing on my face.

Freedom is within reach.

The tall, thin man frantically calculated his escape route. If he could just jump out of the window, slip into the woods outside, change his disguise, and smuggle himself out of the country in half a day.

As for whether Hughes and that redhead lived or died, he didn't care.

Dragon Kingdom is such a strange place; that kid is not human at all!

The thigh muscles swelled to their limit.

The tall, thin man suddenly exerted his strength and leaped out of the window.

Half of his body was already hanging out of the window.

He even had the leisure to look back mid-air.

That seat in the back row of the classroom.

empty.

The tall, thin man was stunned for a moment, his mind still reeling.

next second.

An extremely large hand with distinct knuckles appeared outside the window without warning.

Five fingers gripped his cervical spine.

There was no afterimage.

There was no movement trajectory.

It is an absolute speed that purely surpasses the dynamic vision limits of carbon-based organisms.

The burst of the intermediate-level super serum caused Lin Ye to disappear from his spot, directly traversing a distance of more than ten meters.

A tremendous pulling force came from the back of the neck.

The tall, thin man's forward momentum was abruptly cut off, and his cervical spine creaked under the strain.

His body, weighing over 160 pounds, was forcefully pulled back to the classroom in mid-air by that hand in an extremely brute force.

boom!

A loud bang.

The tall, thin man was choked by Lin Ye with one hand and slammed hard against the blackboard behind the podium.

The immense impact dented the entire blackboard, leaving a large crater.

The calculus chalk writing, which hadn't been wiped clean yet, was smashed to pieces.

White chalk dust fell in a flurry, hitting the tall, thin man's head and face, making him look covered in dust.

"Class is in session, it's not over yet, why are you running around?"

Lin Ye stood on the podium, his tone extremely irritable.

He hates people who don't follow the rules the most.

Is it easy for college students to work 8 a.m.? These people just have to come and cause trouble.

The tall, thin man's legs dangled in the air, the air in his lungs was completely squeezed out, and his face turned a deep liver color.

He struggled desperately, his hands gripping Lin Ye's arm tightly, trying to pry open those deadly fingers.

Her fingernails scratched frantically at Lin Ye's arm.

Not even a white mark was left.

The muscle density brought about by his master-level fighting skills made his fingernails, which were capable of tearing through steel plates, a joke.

The tall, thin man kicked wildly in mid-air, his shoes slamming against the blackboard with dull thuds.

It was all in vain.

That hand remained completely still, its strength beyond imagination.

The classroom was in complete chaos.

Hundreds of students were terrified, their faces pale. Most of them shrank under their desks, covering their heads with their hands and not daring to breathe.

The boy who was sitting next to Lin Ye just now was now lying on the ground, staring at the figure on the podium who was pinning someone to the blackboard with one hand, and swallowing hard.

This guy either sleeps or plays on his phone during class.

He's actually a ruthless person who can send a 200-pound strong man flying from a distance and hold someone in mid-air with one hand.

Teacher Wang gripped the edge of the lectern tightly with both hands, but her legs were too weak to stand, and she collapsed to the ground.

Chalk dust fell all over her head, and she didn't even dare to pat it off.

Lin Ye turned his head, looked at the students huddled under their desks in the classroom, and sighed.

He released his hand from the tall, thin man's neck.

Instead, she grabbed the other person's collar.

"Don't panic, students."

Lin Ye flashed a friendly smile typical of college students and pointed to the tall, thin guy in his hand who was still rolling his eyes.

"This foreign teacher might have some psychological problems; he just tried to jump off the building."

"I'm a kind-hearted person, so I decided to help him out of a sense of justice."

"Everyone should take notes, don't let it interfere with your studies."