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

Lin Ye blinked and subconsciously looked around.

On the left is a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looks refined and gentle; on the right is a family of three, holding their child and looking around excitedly.

They don't seem like people who need this level of security.

Just as he was filled with confusion, the group of men in black had already walked up to him.

The leader was a tall man with a stern face and a jawline as sharp as if carved by a knife. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

His gaze, with unparalleled precision, locked onto Lin Ye.

The entire exit fell silent instantly.

All eyes were focused on the migrant worker wearing flip-flops and carrying a snakeskin bag, and on the group of men in black whose powerful aura was suffocating.

The extreme collision of these two art styles caused everyone's brains to briefly freeze.

"What...what's going on? Are they arresting a fugitive?"

"Really? This young man doesn't seem like a bad person to me, he's just dressed a bit plainly."

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of the crowd, the cold-faced man at the head of the group leaned slightly forward towards Lin Ye and spoke in a deep voice with an extremely standard, even somewhat respectful, posture.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to the ears of everyone around him.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lin Ye?"

Lin Ye: "..."

He pointed to his nose, his face full of astonishment.

"You... called me?"

The stern-faced man nodded, his expression still serious, but his tone revealed an undisguised tension and solemnity.

"Yes, Mr. Lin. We are from the National Security Bureau of China, here to pick you up on orders from our superiors."

"boom!"

These words were like a bombshell, exploding in Lin Ye's mind and throughout the entire airport terminal!

The surrounding passengers were all petrified.

Dragon Kingdom Security Bureau?

Commander?

Pick up a migrant worker carrying a snakeskin bag and take him home?

What the hell is this magical realism plot?!

Lin Ye was completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the man in front of him, then at the group of black-clad agents standing ramrod straight behind him, each one looking as if facing a formidable enemy, his mind completely blank.

I just went abroad for a few days to work a summer job and earned some extra money on the side.

Why did returning to China immediately attract the attention of the National Security Bureau?

Could it be that... among those people killed abroad, there were some who shouldn't have been killed?

Just as Lin Ye's brain was racing, trying to figure out which law he had broken and whether it was enough to warrant the death penalty.

The cold-faced man spoke again, his voice carrying an almost pleading tone.

"Mr. Lin, the car is ready. Please... come with us?"

Lin Ye stared blankly at the serious-looking man in front of him, then looked at the group of black-clad agents standing ramrod straight behind him.

I just took advantage of the summer vacation to work and study, and also went abroad to earn some extra money.

How come returning to China immediately alarmed the country?

Is it...

An extremely absurd yet seemingly the only reasonable thought suddenly popped into Lin Ye's mind.

Finished!

It must have been money earned working on the dark web, so it needs to be taxed!

He quickly did a mental calculation.

The deal to take down the "Lord of the Abyss" brought in 100 million US dollars.

Previously, they raided seven bases of the "Destroy Luo Alliance" and sold almost everything, earning a profit of over a billion US dollars.

Based on the highest domestic personal income tax rate of 45%...

Lin Ye gasped.

How much money the hell do I have to pay?!

No wonder!

No wonder they had to make such a show of force!

This is no longer ordinary tax evasion; it's equivalent to a small country's annual military expenditure!

The surrounding passengers and onlookers were so frightened that they all retreated, creating a vacuum zone with a diameter of more than five meters around Lin Ye.

Although the group of black-clad agents surrounding Lin Ye appeared calm and powerful on the surface.

In fact, the backs of their shirts were already soaked with cold sweat.

Before setting off, they all watched the satellite video, which was classified as "top secret," in the command center.

Tearing apart tanks with bare hands, breaking the sound barrier with his bare body, and slapping the Abyss Leader to death with a single blow...

They knew better than anyone else that the bewildered young man in flip-flops in front of them was not human at all, but a walking, unpredictable nuclear weapon in human skin!

The leader, a cold and aloof man codenamed "Azure Eagle," is the ace captain of the Jiangcheng Special Operations Bureau.

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and every muscle was stretched to its limit.

He had to use all his strength to control his instinctive urge to draw his gun.

He's scared!

He was afraid that if he gave the wrong look or spoke too harshly, the other person would be unhappy.

Then, he pulled a Gatling gun out of that damn red, white, and blue snakeskin bag and blew up the entire airport terminal.

Just when the atmosphere was so tense it was almost frozen.

Lin Ye moved.

He felt there was still room for discussion.

After all, this is my first offense, and I made the mistake without knowing it. If I have a good attitude and take the initiative to pay the difference, I might be able to get lenient treatment.

He slowly reached for the empty snakeskin bag on his shoulder.

"!!!"

Upon seeing this action, the pupils of the eagle and all the agents behind him instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!

coming!

He's about to take something out!

Cold sweat poured down Eagle's back in an instant. His right hand instinctively reached for the holster on his waist, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode!

The surrounding passengers also let out a suppressed gasp, thinking that a full-blown fight was about to break out at any moment.

However, under the horrified gaze of everyone...

Lin Ye slowly pulled out of the snakeskin bag that looked like it could hold an armory, not a Gatling gun or an RPG, but a bottle of... half-empty Master Kong mineral water.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back, and gulped down two large mouthfuls, seemingly to calm his nerves.

Then, he wiped his mouth, looked at the eagle before him as if facing a formidable enemy, and spoke cautiously in an extremely sincere tone, even with the trepidation of a primary school student caught cheating by the teacher:

"Big brother, um... I'll confess, I'll tell you everything."

"I'm an honest, good kid. You...you're not arresting me because I evaded taxes, are you?"

He tentatively asked, "How much...how much do I need to pay? I'll transfer the money right now! Could you...give me a discount?"

Eagle: "..."

All agents: "..."

The entire airport terminal was deathly quiet.

Just as the eagle felt his worldview was about to collapse and he didn't know how to respond.

"Make way! Make way!"

A strong, yet clearly anxious voice came from outside the crowd.