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

He Tianba took a step forward, unleashing his full aura as a mid-stage Dark Force cultivator, instantly making the surrounding air feel heavy and oppressive.

"You little beast, you used underhanded tricks to cripple my young master's wrist?"

He Tianba's voice was chilling.

"Kneel down now, cut off your own arms, and I might let you die a quicker death."

Lin Ye didn't hear a word he was saying.

His attention was entirely focused on the overturned cart in front of him.

Lin Ye walked over quickly.

He walked past the bald martial artist, past He Tianba, and went straight to Old Zhang.

Old Zhang slumped to the ground, half his face swollen and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, staring in despair at the mess on the ground.

Lin Ye squatted down.

He looked at the lump of bread on the ground, a mixture of mud, grease, sausage bits, and broken eggs.

And the cilantro was trampled into the mud by a big footprint.

Before Lin Ye went downstairs, his mind was filled with the wonderful taste of the combination of sweet, sour, salty and spicy flavors.

He even prepared the money, just waiting to take the steaming hot grilled cold noodles upstairs to eat while playing games.

"You know..."

Lin Ye spoke, his voice soft, yet clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"I went downstairs in the middle of the night, hungry, wanting to buy a grilled cold noodle dish with extra sausage, egg, and cilantro."

"How upsetting is it to find your stall has been vandalized?"

What?

He Tianba, a master of the mid-stage of Dark Force, personally led a team to capture people, yet he was completely ignored!

This kid actually feels sorry for this wretched midnight snack?

He Tianba was immediately enraged.

"Kid, pretending to be deaf and dumb, huh?" He strode forward.

My feet landed on a relatively intact starch sausage.

"Smack."

The starch sausage was flattened, and the red casing tore open, revealing the muddy meat inside.

Lin Ye raised his head.

The gaze slowly moved upwards from the pair of black cloth shoes, finally settling on He Tianba's fleshy old face.

He Tianba felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

There was no emotion in that kid's eyes.

There was no fear, no anger, and no panic.

It was a pure, unadulterated look, like looking at a dead person.

He Tianba immediately realized what was happening, and his face turned bright red.

How could I have been intimidated by a mere kid?

If this gets out, will he still be able to work in Jiangcheng?

"What are you looking at!" the bald martial artist yelled from the side. "The Third Elder is talking to you! Are your ears stuffed with donkey hair?"

The bald martial artist pointed at the two crumpled ten-yuan bills in Lin Ye's hand and laughed exaggeratedly.

"Look everyone! This poor kid is still clutching twenty yuan in his hand!"

"Want to buy midnight snacks? I think you're planning to buy paper money for the dead!"

"Hahaha, tonight is your last meal before you're executed!"

The He family's elites around them joined in the laughter, their voices particularly jarring in the night sky.

Lin Ye ignored the noise.

He slowly and methodically folded the two ten-yuan bills in his hand.

Fold in half.

Fold it in half again.

Then he stuffed it into the pocket of his shorts, patted it twice to make sure the money was in.

Only after he finished doing all that did he stand up.

Lin Ye patted the dust off his knees, his tone indifferent.

"Do you know that wasting food will bring divine retribution?"

Inside the camouflaged truck in the distance.

The eagle stared intently at the monitor screen.

Seeing Lin Ye put the money in his pocket, the hairs on Cangying's body stood on end.

"It's all over, it's all over..."

Eagle grabbed Agent Xiao Wang next to him with such force that Xiao Wang winced.

"Captain, what's wrong?" Xiao Wang asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Lin has put the money away!" The eagle's voice trembled.

Xiao Wang was even more puzzled: "What's wrong with putting it away? The stall was smashed, of course we'd put the money away."

The eagle slammed its hand on the table.

"You don't know anything!"

"When we were in the Middle East, whenever Mr. Lin put away his clutter, it meant he was about to get serious!"

The eagle grabbed the communicator and roared at the entire team.

"Everyone, get back in the car immediately! No one is allowed to get off!"

"Roll up all the windows! Raise the bulletproof glass to its highest position!"

"No one is allowed to make a move, lest we end up covered in blood!"

The special forces soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment and quickly did as instructed.

In the community square.

He Tianba sneered when he heard Lin Ye's words.

The iron bladder in his hand spun rapidly.

"Divine retribution?"

He Tianba took a step forward, declaring, "In Jiangcheng, the He family is the law!"

"You've offended the He family! Today I'll show you what true divine retribution is!"

He Tianba pointed at Lin Ye's nose.

"Break his limbs, pull out all his teeth, and drag him back to the manor!"

The bald warrior couldn't wait any longer.

He cracked his knuckles, making a snapping sound, and grinned as he walked toward Lin Ye.

"Kid, in your next life, remember not to mess with people you can't afford to mess with!"

Lin Ye sighed.

"Alright."

He looked at the bald warrior charging towards him, his tone weary and irritable.

"Since you insist on delaying my midnight snack..."

"Then let's consider tonight's mess as overtime."

Upon hearing the words "overtime," He Tianba paused for a moment, his two iron balls remaining still in his palm.

Then, he tilted his head back and let out a burst of unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

Laughter echoed through the night sky, carrying a strong sense of mockery.

"Hahaha! Working overtime? This kid must be scared out of his wits!"

The bald martial artist next to him also burst into unrestrained laughter, pointing at Lin Ye and laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"Third Elder, I think he's lost his mind! Working overtime? Do you think this is some kind of electronics factory where you're screwing in screws?"

"Exactly, this kid probably spends all his time carrying bricks on construction sites and has developed hallucinations from it."

"I think he was so scared by the size of the He family's presence that he can't even speak properly."

The thirty-odd elite members of the He family around him burst into laughter.

In their eyes, the young man in front of them, wearing shorts and flip-flops, was just an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

Facing this group of ancient martial arts masters, this kid actually spouted nonsense about working overtime; it was utterly ridiculous.

He Tianba finished laughing, and his face instantly darkened.

He squeezed the iron bladder in his hand so hard it made a cracking sound.

"You like working overtime? Fine, I'll send you to the underworld to work as much overtime as you want!"

He Tianba waved his hand.

"Someone come here!"

"Here!" The thirty martial artists straightened their backs in unison, their voices booming.

He Tianba pointed at Lin Ye and said condescendingly:

"Break his limbs first, cripple all his bones!"

"Then find the thickest dog leash, tie it around his neck, and hang him outside the He family's gate as a public spectacle for three days and three nights!"

"Give him only a sip of water a day, so he can neither live nor die, and let the whole of Jiangcheng see the consequences of offending the He family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature in the community square seemed to drop a few degrees.