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

As Lin Ye turned to the side, the military dagger grazed his shorts.

He raised his right knee and delivered a vicious Muay Thai knee strike, slamming it into his opponent's chin.

The assassin spun 360 degrees in mid-air, his mouth full of teeth and blood splattering all over the ground, before crashing heavily onto the metal floor and never getting up again.

For the next two minutes, the water tower platform turned into Lin Ye's personal fighting performance show.

He transformed into a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, weaving through the crowd.

Jeet Kune Do's inch punch, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu's armbar, and other unknown street fighting techniques.

There were no superfluous movements; every move was deadly, all aimed at damaging the human joints and vital organs.

Those Shadow Blade assassins who were feared on the dark web were like babies who had just learned to walk in front of Lin Ye; they would be injured if touched and die if brushed against.

Cries of agony and the sound of bones breaking echoed from the top of the water tower.

The ghostly figure that had been lurking on the edge had its forehead covered in cold sweat.

His prized close-combat assassination squad couldn't even last two minutes against this flip-flop-wearing boy!

Is this even human?

This killing machine escaped from some monster lab!

The ghost knew it couldn't wait any longer.

He saw an opportunity.

Lin Ye had just knocked out the last standing assassin with a high kick, and was in the moment when his old strength had just dissipated and new strength had not yet arisen.

The ghostly figure moved.

He hid under a piece of scrap metal on the edge of the water tower platform, even camouflaging himself with sand.

He sprang up from the sand like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait for a long time.

The specially made military dagger in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt, aiming straight for Lin Ye's throat.

"Die!"

The ghostly figure roared wildly in his mind.

His attack took into account wind speed, Lin Ye's reaction time, and even the delay in Lin Ye's muscle contraction.

Flawless!

There's absolutely no way to dodge it!

however.

Just as his military dagger was less than five centimeters from Lin Ye's throat.

A foot wearing blue flip-flops stomped down heavily from above at a speed that completely defied the laws of physics.

boom!

The ghost didn't even see how the foot was lifted before his face made intimate contact with the flip-flop.

A tremendous force came from above.

The ghost's head was smashed through the rusty iron floor of the water tower by the force of the impact, and most of its head was buried in the sand and rust below.

The military dagger in his hand fell limply to the ground.

The entire water tower platform fell completely silent.

All that remained were wounded soldiers and corpses scattered everywhere.

Lin Ye stood still, with the ghost's head still under his feet.

He rubbed it hard twice, making a crunching sound.

"Stealth? You think this is a game of hide-and-seek?"

Lin Ye curled his lip in disgust.

"I could smell your body odor from ten meters away, and you're still pretending to be a ghost?"

The ghostly figure was trampled underfoot, its mind buzzing. Humiliation and fear made it want to struggle, but it found that it didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Lin Ye ignored him.

He pulled the captured military tablet from the pocket of his shorts and looked at the mission progress indicator on it.

On the screen, the progress bar representing the second wave of tasks has reached its maximum.

"Second deal done. Two million in hand."

Lin Ye patted the tablet with satisfaction and put it back in his pocket.

He kicked the ghost's head, which was stuck in the metal sheet, with his toe.

"Hey, I need to ask you something."

"Where are your third wave of people? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Lin Ye raised his wrist, glanced at the thirty-yuan digital watch, and urged him on.

"Hurry up, tell them to get it done quickly. Don't delay me from getting the bonus rewards; my game is about to get penalized, and I need to go back and reconnect!"

The ghostly figure, trampled underfoot, was so enraged by these words that it spat out a mouthful of blood.

That madman!

What did he take the top assassins on the dark web for?

Is that an NPC who helps you collect bonuses?

In the darkness in the distance, on an abandoned high-rise building at least 1,500 meters away from the water tower.

Sudden.

A deafening roar, seemingly capable of tearing the air apart, suddenly exploded without warning!

boom--! ! !

It was a large-caliber sniper bullet, like the sigh of death, tearing through the night.

Before the sound even reached him, a deadly sense of threat already pierced Lin Ye's temples.

His instincts, stemming from his basic crisis prediction, allowed his body to react within 0.01 seconds.

He didn't even think; his head just tilted very slightly to the left, less than three centimeters.

call out--!

The scorching air whizzed past the edge of his pink children's helmet, even burning off a small piece of the Pleasant Goat sticker.

The next second, a section of the ruins a dozen meters behind Lin Ye seemed to be struck by an invisible iron fist, and suddenly exploded with a hole the size of a washbasin, with brick fragments flying everywhere.

1,500 meters away, on the top of an abandoned high-rise building.

The man codenamed "Ghost," the captain of the Shadow Network's third elite squad, slowly raised his head from behind the scope of his Barrett M82A1, his face filled with disbelief.

"Impossible!" he growled into his headset. "My ballistic calculations couldn't possibly be wrong! How could he possibly dodge it!"

This was a fatal blow he delivered after anticipating the wind speed, humidity, and even the target's possible direction of movement!

How could it be dodged by a slight tilt of the head?

Is this the reaction speed that humans can achieve?

"Captain, the target is still alive!" came the observer's urgent voice over the communication channel.

"I see him!" Ghost's eyes instantly turned fierce. "The intelligence was wrong, this guy isn't ordinary! Heavy firepower team, pin him down there! Indiscriminate fire!"

The order has been issued.

"Da da da da da—!"

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"

In the darkness of the town, at least five bursts of violent fire erupted instantly.

Five heavy machine guns mounted in different positions roared simultaneously, tracer bullets drawing crisscrossing lines of deadly fire across the night sky, pouring down like a torrential rain on the area where Lin Ye was located.

The ground was filled with dust and debris, and stones flew everywhere.

The spot where Lin Ye had just stood was riddled with bullets in an instant, leaving not a single intact brick in sight.

A second before the barrage of bullets erupted, Lin Ye's figure had already flashed behind a broken concrete support column.

The bullet struck the concrete pillar, scattering sparks and concrete fragments that made his ears ring.

Instead of being nervous at all, he stuck his head out and glanced at the top of the water tower before letting out a furious shout.

"Damn it! Go easy on me! My laptop's still up there!"

This powerful roar, transmitted clearly through the sniper's highly sensitive microphone, reached Ghost's ears.

The ghost paused for a moment.

notebook?

At this critical moment of life and death, he was actually concerned about a laptop?

"He's pinned down!" Ghost immediately assessed the situation. "Assault team! Charge! Don't give him any breathing room! Get close and blow him to bits with grenades!"

He thought Lin Ye's shouting was just a show of bravado masking his true weakness.

At his command, four elite assault soldiers, dressed in heavy bulletproof vests and armed with submachine guns, sprang out of the shadows like hunting dogs and, under the cover of machine gun fire, quickly surrounded Lin Ye's cover.