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

A barrage of highly technical questions came at Zhao Jianguo like a machine gun, leaving him dizzy, disoriented, and sweating profusely.

He now seriously suspects that this guy may have worked at some shady factory before and developed severe PTSD from being scammed.

"Yes! We have everything! We'll process it all for you to the highest standards!"

Zhao Jianguo practically patted his chest in assurance.

"Mr. Lin, rest assured! You are our pillar of strength! I'll be the first to object to anyone who dares to make you take the blame! As for your compensation, it's absolutely top-notch! Every time you perform a task, we'll pay you a separate sum that will satisfy you!"

"Enough money, no clocking in, no scapegoating?" Lin Ye summarized the core terms.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I mean!" Zhao Jianguo nodded vigorously.

Lin Ye reluctantly nodded, which was considered a preliminary verbal agreement.

As long as it doesn't interfere with his studies and graduation, it's acceptable for him to occasionally take on extra jobs and earn some extra money.

After all, working for the country sounds pretty honorable.

Seeing that Lin Ye finally relented, Zhao Jianguo breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

As long as this guy doesn't stand against the country and doesn't cause trouble, we'll treat him like an ancestor, let alone worship him!

The atmosphere inside the car finally eased up.

The convoy smoothly drove into the bustling urban area of ​​Jiangcheng.

Looking at the familiar street scene outside the window, Zhao Jianguo was in a great mood. He was about to ask Lin Ye whether he wanted to go to the top-tier river-view villa that the National Security Bureau had arranged for him in the city center, or if he wanted to go somewhere else first.

But he hadn't said a word yet.

"Ding-dong!"

A crisp text message notification sound rang out in the quiet carriage.

While studying the car window buttons, Lin Ye subconsciously pulled out his cracked-screen phone.

He tapped the screen and glanced at the text message.

next second.

Lin Ye's expression changed instantly!

That was an expression a hundred times more terrified than when they first discovered they had to pay taxes!

He sprang up abruptly from the soft leather seat, his head slamming against the roof with a thud. Ignoring the pain, he pointed out the window and, in an almost collapsing tone, let out a heart-wrenching roar at the driver, Goshawk!

"Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

"Driver, pull over! It'll be too late if you're any later!"

The lead car, a specially made Hongqi sedan, suddenly braked while traveling at high speed.

The four black sedans following behind also braked simultaneously, less than half a meter apart.

The entire process was lightning fast, forming an impenetrable steel fortress.

"Splash!"

Almost at the same instant the car came to a complete stop, the doors of the cars behind were suddenly flung open!

A dozen or so black-clad agents emerged from the car like unsheathed blades, their movements so fast they left afterimages in the air.

They drew their guns, stood guard, sought cover, and established a defensive perimeter. Their series of tactical maneuvers flowed smoothly, and within seconds, they had the central Hongqi sedan completely protected.

The surrounding traffic was thrown into chaos instantly, with piercing horns and screams erupting all around.

Pedestrians on the roadside were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands, thinking they had stumbled into the filming location of some police and gangster action movie.

inside the car.

Zhao Jianguo's heart nearly jumped out of his throat. His first reaction was not fear, but to use his old bones to lunge at Lin Ye, trying to shield him with his body.

"Mr. Lin! Don't move!"

Zhao Jianguo was practically pressed against Lin Ye, his voice shrill with tension, "Have you spotted the enemy?! Which direction?! Is it a sniper or...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ye pushed him away.

"Enemy attack my ass! Get out of my way! You're blocking my way!"

The panicked expression on Lin Ye's face was a hundred times more genuine than when Zhao Jianguo thought he was about to be blown to bits.

He held up the cracked phone in one hand, the screen facing Zhao Jianguo's face, and pointed to a line of small print on the screen with his other finger, almost crying with anxiety.

"Look! Look!"

Zhao Jianguo and the eagle in the driver's seat instinctively leaned closer.

On the shattered screen, a text message notification from SF Express was clearly displayed:

Hello, your package ending in xxxx has arrived at the entrance of Xingfuli Community. Please pick it up as soon as possible using the pickup code. The courier will wait for 10 minutes; otherwise, it will be placed in a Fengchao locker.

Below the message was a small note: [Item: Computer tower (oversized)]

"..."

"..."

Inside the carriage, a deathly silence, even more profound than the vacuum of space, descended.

Zhao Jianguo remained frozen in place, his face contorted with the tragic image of "sacrificing oneself for the country," now covered in cracks.

The driver, Cangying, still gripped the gun handle tightly at his waist, his face showing an unprecedented blankness.

More than a dozen heavily armed elite agents, who had blocked off the entire road, could clearly hear the absurd conversation inside the car through hidden earpieces.

For a moment, on the busiest street in Jiangcheng, more than a dozen of the nation's top soldiers stood bewildered in the wind.

We...we risked a diplomatic incident, a court-martial, to make such a scene in the city center... just because...you fucking want to pick up a package?!

Lin Ye didn't care what kind of turmoil was churning in their hearts; he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"It's too late! It's too late!"

He pushed open the car door, slung the empty snakeskin bag over his shoulder, and dashed out like a gust of wind.

"Mr. Lin! Where are you going?!"

Zhao Jianguo finally snapped out of his petrified state and quickly gave chase.

"I'm going home to pick up my package! If I'm late, the delivery guy won't wait for me! That box is so big, it won't fit in the locker!" Lin Ye shouted without turning around, quickly taking out his phone and scanning it at a yellow shared bicycle parked on the side of the road.

With a "beep", the car lock opened.

Zhao Jianguo and the group of agents watched helplessly as Lin Ye tossed the snakeskin bag into the bicycle basket, took a long stride, and was about to ride away.

"Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin, please wait!" Zhao Jianguo was terrified and rushed forward to grab the handlebars. "We'll take you there! Take a car, it's faster! Don't ride this, this...this isn't suitable for someone of your status!"

What a joke!

The future guardian war god of the mighty Dragon Kingdom, the number one mercenary king on the dark web, and a peerless master who can kill the Lord of the Abyss with a single slap, is riding a shared bicycle in the center of Jiangcheng City.

If this were captured by foreign intelligence agencies, what would become of China's reputation?!

Lin Ye suddenly turned around, tightly covering his phone, and glared at Zhao Jianguo with a wary expression.

"No!"

He refused resolutely, his tone filled with determination.

"I bought a monthly pass for this bike! I've only ridden it twice this month, and I'll lose money if I don't ride it soon! Don't follow me, driving these beat-up bikes is too conspicuous. If Aunt Wang at the entrance of our neighborhood thinks I've struck it rich, she'll try to set me up with that niece of hers who's been married three times and has two kids!"

After saying that, he forcefully shook off Zhao Jianguo's hand and kicked off the ground with his foot.

The shared bicycle, which had been trampled on by countless people, groaned under its own weight as it carried the murderous god who had just stirred up the world's storm, wobbling as it merged into the non-motorized vehicle lane and quickly disappeared into the rolling traffic.

Only Zhao Jianguo and dozens of fully armed agents were left standing in the middle of the road, their faces drowned out by the honking of cars.

As Zhao Jianguo watched Lin Ye's simple and unadorned figure gradually disappear into the distance, he raised his hand to wipe away non-existent sweat from his forehead.

He remained silent for a full half minute before finally finding his voice. He spoke into the headset in an incredibly weary, even somewhat resigned tone, issuing a new command.

"Team One, Team Two, back to base."

"Teams three and four, in plainclothes, follow at a distance."

He paused, then added.

"Cyber-weather covert protection... no, observation!"

"Absolutely! Absolutely no one and nothing can be allowed to disturb Mr. Lin... while he's picking up his package!"