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

The Lord of the Abyss, whose body was charging with the force of a thunderbolt, suddenly froze in mid-air, all his movements and expressions frozen on his face.

The madness and violence in his eyes had completely faded, replaced by a pure, incomprehensible bewilderment.

There were no external injuries.

His head was completely intact, not even a single hair had fallen out.

But that terrifyingly powerful hidden force had already pierced through his skull, like an invisible depth charge, detonating violently inside his brain, which had been strengthened countless times.

In an instant, all the brain tissue and all the neurons were shaken into the most primitive paste.

The light in the Lord of the Abyss's eyes dimmed rapidly, like a candle flame being extinguished.

His body lost all support and fell backward with a thud, crashing heavily onto the cold alloy floor, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lifeline was completely extinguished.

Lin Ye withdrew his hand, looked down at the corpse on the ground that was rapidly shrinking and turning back into human form, curled his lip, and showed a hint of genuine disdain on his face.

"Power gained through pesticides, dares to call oneself a god?"

He shook his head, and in the tone of evaluating a 9.9 yuan free shipping item on Pinduoduo, he made his final conclusion.

Counterfeit and substandard products.

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In the underground command center of the world's five major intelligence agencies, you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone seemed frozen in place, staring intently at the fallen corpse on the screen and the young man standing beside it with a look of disgust.

ended?

Is that all?

The Abyss, the terrorist organization that stirred up the underworld for a decade and gave the five great nations a major headache; the Lord of the Abyss, who created countless bio-monsters and even attempted to seize the realm of the gods…

He was slapped to death like that?

United States, CIA.

The bureau chief's mouth was agape, and he didn't even notice that his cigar had burned out.

"What...what was that just now?" A technical analyst's voice trembled like that of a Parkinson's patient. "Thermal imaging shows that the target's heart rate, blood pressure, and body temperature did not change at the moment the palm was struck."

"He was like...like he just swatted a fly."

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Dragon Kingdom, capital city.

Chief Li was so excited that he trembled all over. He slammed his hand heavily on the table and burst into laughter at the screen.

"Did you see that?! Did you see that?!"

He pointed at Lin Ye's calm and collected figure on the screen and roared at the group of staff officers around him who were already dumbfounded.

"Internal energy released outwards! 罡气 (罡气 is a type of internal energy that manifests in physical form)! This is the true demeanor of a grandmaster!"

"What kind of bullshit divine serum is this? Compared to the ancient martial arts that have been passed down in our Dragon Kingdom for five thousand years, it's all rubbish!"

The entire command center erupted in thunderous cheers.

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In the laboratory.

Lin Ye was squatting next to the corpse of the Lord of the Abyss, and took out his second-hand phone with a screen cracked like a spider web.

He skillfully unlocked the door, turned on the camera, and snapped a high-definition close-up shot of the Abyss Lord's face—which had regained its handsome appearance but whose expression was forever frozen in bewilderment and terror.

After taking the photo, he even professionally checked it to confirm that the photo was clear, had no red-eye, and could accurately identify the person.

Then, he opened the app with the gold key icon, went to the bounty task page, and uploaded the photo to the "Task Completion Certificate" dialog box.

【Ding dong! 】

Almost the instant he clicked the "Submit" button, his phone vibrated violently.

A text message from a Swiss bank popped up.

[Dear customer, your account ending in xxxx has been credited with USD 100,000,000.00 at xx time.]

One hundred million US dollars, arrived instantly.

Lin Ye looked at the long string of zeros on his phone screen that pleased him, nodded in satisfaction, and showed a worker's sincere appreciation for an efficient workflow.

"Although the boss's character isn't great, the checkout speed on this dark web platform is still worth a five-star review."

He happily put away his phone, stood up, and prepared to finish work and leave.

But after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped.

He turned around, walked back to the corpse, and took out the military dagger he had taken from Captain "Yaksha" from the red, white, and blue snakeskin bag.

Under the horrified gaze of intelligence chiefs around the world.

Lin Ye crouched down and swiftly brought down the knife.

"Pfft."

He cleanly and decisively severed off a fairly intact head.

He picked up the hair and casually shook off the bloodstains.

Then, he opened the huge red, white, and blue snakeskin bag and stuffed the head, worth a hundred million US dollars, along with the RPG rocket launchers, Gatling guns, and spare flip-flops he had picked up earlier, into it all at once.

After doing all this, he slung the snakeskin bag over his shoulder with satisfaction and strode out of the laboratory.

As he walked, he raised his wrist and glanced at the Rolex watch that had several scratches on it.

next second.

His face, which had just been looking rather pleased with the arrival of the large sum of money, suddenly froze, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

Holy crap!

A national treasure, filled with pure anxiety and extreme panic, resounded throughout the deathly silent castle.

"I'm going to miss my flight!"

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United States, CIA.

The bureau chief, who had just been working frantically on the "natural disaster" alert, was completely stunned when he heard this soul-piercing shout.

airplane?

What is he going to do?

Hijacking a commercial airliner?

Or is "airplane" a code name for some new type of weapon of mass destruction?

Dragon Kingdom, capital city.

Chief Li was also stunned. He looked at the young man on the screen who had just slapped the final BOSS to death, but was now jumping around in a panic, his face full of confusion.

"Xiao Zhang, translate what 'missing the plane' means?"

The young staff officer next to him twitched at the corner of his mouth and said with difficulty, "Sir, literally it means... his flight is about to take off, and he might be late."

Chief Li: "..."

The entire command center fell into an eerie silence once again.

……

Lin Ye is now really anxious.

He paced restlessly back and forth in the empty laboratory, his hands in his pockets.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

He muttered to himself, and the anxiety he exuded was even more intense than when he was facing a ton of explosives.

"This lousy place is over 100 kilometers from Dubai airport! My Jeep is totaled again! I definitely won't make it in time to take a taxi!"

He was proficient in everything from murder and arson to destroying evidence.

But how to get to the airport 100 kilometers away on time in the desert where there are no ride-hailing services? This question is beyond my scope.

If I miss this flight, the next one won't be for another month!

Registering for the start of the school year is a big deal!

What if I'm late on the first day and leave a bad impression on the counselor, and then get retaliated against?

Lin Ye became increasingly anxious and began to jump around in the huge laboratory, searching everywhere.

"Where are the car keys? There should be a car in this godforsaken place, right?"