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

Amidst the astonished and uncertain gazes of a group of neighbors, the armored vehicle came to a steady stop in front of Building No. 3.

The car door opened.

Lin Ye stepped down, his gleaming leather shoes on.

He was wearing the top-tier vibranium bulletproof suit that the system had rewarded him with.

The pure black fabric is extremely smooth, perfectly conforming to the inverted triangle figure without a single extra wrinkle.

His physique, enhanced by the intermediate-level super serum and imbued with the murderous aura he had forged in the bloody carnage of the dark web, gave him an extremely powerful and oppressive presence.

Lin Ye put one hand in his suit trouser pocket and looked up at the old building whose exterior walls were peeling off.

Several middle-aged women who had watched Lin Ye grow up by the roadside didn't dare to recognize him.

"Who is this young man? He looks a bit like the Lin family's son."

"Don't talk nonsense! Old Lin's son just finished the college entrance exam, how could he afford such an expensive suit? Look at his aura, I would believe you if you said he was the chairman of a multinational corporation."

Lin Ye ignored the surrounding chatter and strode into the stairwell.

I just reached the corner on the third floor.

The rusty security door of his house was half-open, and a series of extremely harsh curses came from inside.

"You blind fool! You rode your beat-up electric scooter and crashed into my car!"

A gruff male voice roared in the room.

"That's a brand new Mercedes E300! Imported paint! This isn't over until you come up with at least 20,000 yuan!"

Then came Chen Hui's voice, choked with sobs.

"Dude, you were the one who didn't slow down when you turned the corner and suddenly rushed out and knocked me down. How can you turn around and accuse me?"

"I crashed to the ground, bike and all, and you got out, cursed at me, and drove off. How come you've come to my house now?"

"How dare you talk back!" The man slammed his hand on the table.

With a sharp crack, the plastic bucket that was catching leaking water inside the house was kicked over, spilling water all over the floor.

"I was in a rush to negotiate a multi-million dollar project! You delayed my business, so asking you for 20,000 yuan for the paint job is already a bargain!"

Lin Ye stood outside the door, reaching out to loosen the tie around his neck.

Another sharp and sarcastic female voice came from inside the room.

She is Lin Ye's aunt, Lin Fengjiao.

"Chen Hui, I'm not trying to be mean as your sister-in-law, but why are you messing with the boss when you're just a factory worker?"

Lin Fengjiao's tone was full of disdain.

"Look what you've done to their car. The fact that Boss Wang was able to get here shows he's got connections. You'd better pay up quickly, or you'll bring shame to the Lin family."

Lin Wanquan, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sister! Why are you taking the side of outsiders! Chen Hui's arm is bruised; it's clearly his fault, why should we pay for it!"

"Shut up!" Lin Fengjiao pointed at Lin Wanquan's nose. "You only earn three thousand yuan a month, how can you compete with Boss Wang? He can easily find a few people and make it impossible for you to survive in Jiangcheng!"

Boss Wang snorted smugly.

"This lady is so sensible. Enough with the nonsense, 20,000 yuan, cash or QR code? If you don't have the money, just mortgage this dilapidated house!"

In the stairwell.

Lin Ye raised his right foot.

The sole of his foot slammed firmly into the half-open security door.

boom!

A deafening roar.

The 20-year-old metal security door, along with the expansion bolts on the door frame, was uprooted by an extremely savage physical force.

The door tumbled through the air before slamming hard against the living room wall.

The plaster was peeling off the wall in a rustling sound.

The arguing inside the house stopped abruptly.

Everyone was startled by the sudden explosion.

Amidst the swirling dust, Lin Ye walked in with one hand in his pocket and an expressionless face.

The living room was extremely cramped.

Water droplets were still dripping from the ceiling.

A fat man with a beer belly and a thick gold chain around his neck was standing in the middle of the room.

Lin Fengjiao was so frightened that she plopped down on the old sofa.

When she saw who walked in, her eyes widened instantly.

"Saya?"

Lin Fengjiao looked Lin Ye up and down, admiring his perfectly tailored, all-black suit.

"What's wrong with you! Why are you kicking the door?!"

Lin Fengjiao jumped up from the sofa and started cursing at Lin Ye.

"What kind of lousy fake designer clothes are you wearing? Did you become a security guard? Come over here right now and apologize to Boss Wang!"

Boss Wang also came to his senses.

He glanced at Lin Ye, and his fleshy face twitched twice.

"Are you the son of this family? You've come at the right time."

Boss Wang took a step forward, extended a short, thick finger, and almost poked Lin Ye's nose.

"Your mother slashed my car, 20,000 yuan. The son must pay for the father's debts, so pay up now. Otherwise, I'll beat you up too!"

Lin Ye did not look at Boss Wang.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Chen Hui's arm.

There was a large, obvious bruise there, and the clothes were torn.

The insulated container on the ground was smashed and deformed.

Lin Ye sighed.

"I came all the way back from the provincial capital just to bring my mother to enjoy her retirement."

Lin Ye's tone was extremely calm.

"You hit her, causing her to lose her perfect attendance bonus and only be able to eat plain noodles for dinner."

"You still dare to come to my house and point your finger at me demanding money?"

Boss Wang was enraged by Lin Ye's indifferent attitude.

He'd been in Jiangcheng for so many years and had never seen a poor student dare to act so pretentious in front of him.

"So what if I point my finger at your nose! I'm going to beat you up today!"

Boss Wang raised his palm, as big as a palm leaf fan, and slapped Lin Ye across the face.

Lin Ye made a move.

He didn't even fully take his hand out of his pocket; he just casually swung his right hand out.

He turned around and made a big, tight pocket.

Snapped!

The sound didn't sound like a slap at all; it sounded more like a car tire suddenly bursting on the highway.

The air was forcibly compressed, creating a transparent ripple visible to the naked eye.

The moment Boss Wang's over 200-pound obese body touched Lin Ye's hand, his feet left the ground.

The immense physical kinetic energy poured into his jawbone with overwhelming force.

Several bloody molars spurted out of his mouth and stuck to the white wall next to him.

Boss Wang spun 360 degrees in mid-air and flew backward five meters.

Boom!

He slammed his fist down on the old glass coffee table in the living room.

The tempered glass shattered on the spot, with shards of glass flying everywhere.

Before Boss Wang could even scream, his head lolled to the side and he fainted on the spot.

A very clear purplish-black handprint was left on his chubby face, and half of his face was so swollen that he was unrecognizable.

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

Only the sound of water leaking from the ceiling continued.

Lin Fengjiao opened her mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

Chen Hui and Lin Wanquan were also dumbfounded.

They simply couldn't believe that their son, who usually wouldn't even dare to watch a chicken being killed, had slapped a 200-pound strong man five meters away!

Lin Ye shook his right hand.

"They're pretty shameless."

He pulled the spare flip phone out of his pocket and unlocked it with one hand.

Access Zhao Jianguo's WeChat account.

Lin Ye pressed the voice button, his tone extremely irritated.

"Old Zhao, Unit 3, Building 3, Room 301, Hongxing Family Compound."

"A guy driving a Mercedes came to my house to scam me, and I knocked him unconscious with a slap. I brought a few people over to clean up the mess and also to check if he's been doing any tax evasion."

Sending complete.

Lin Ye put his phone back in his pocket.

He ignored the fat man lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, and turned to look at his parents, who were still in a daze.

"Mom, Dad, go to the bedroom and pack your things."

Lin Ye pointed to the yellowish-brown water stain on the ceiling.

"This dilapidated house leaks and is uninhabitable."

"Let's move today and live in a big apartment in the provincial capital."