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

Outside the residential compound, inside a National Security Bureau command vehicle disguised as a van.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was extremely tense.

Agent Xiao Wang was covered in sweat, half of his body was already out of the seat, and his right hand was gripping the car door handle tightly.

"Captain, are we really not going to call for backup?" Xiao Wang stamped his feet anxiously, his eyes glued to the monitor screen. "Those are four Ming Jin martial artists! Every move they make is aimed at killing, and Mr. Lin didn't even dodge!"

With lightning speed, the eagle grabbed Xiao Wang by the back of his collar and forcefully dragged him back to his seat.

"Support my ass!" Eagle muttered in a low voice. "Going out now will only cause trouble for Mr. Lin! Just sit there and watch!"

Xiao Wang hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the screen: "But Captain, what if four people gang up on us...?"

"What if what?" Eagle interrupted him, slamming his finger heavily on the screen. "Do you think Mr. Lin is on vacation in the Middle East? What do you think he did to penetrate the dark web? By reasoning? Just watch!"

Xiao Wang swallowed hard, forcing himself to suppress his anxiety and staring intently at the screen.

At this moment, in the community square.

Old Zhang collapsed to the ground, terrified and closing his eyes, unable to bear witnessing the horrific scene that was about to unfold.

The residents who were peeping from upstairs also turned their heads away.

Just as these four attacks were about to touch Lin Ye's body...

Passive skill triggered - Indestructible Body (Beginner)

In an instant, a very faint metallic sheen appeared on Lin Ye's skin.

The luster flashed and disappeared in an instant; no one except Lin Ye noticed it.

Lin Ye remained standing in the same spot, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, without even raising them to block.

"Die!" the bald warrior roared, his five fingers digging fiercely into Lin Ye's collarbone.

The sweeping leg kick hit the knee.

The dagger pierced his left rib.

The fist hit him in the face.

All four attacks landed squarely, hitting their targets every time.

next second.

"Click! Click! Click! Click!"

Four crisp sounds of bones breaking rang out simultaneously in the quiet community square.

The sound was so loud and clear that it didn't sound like a human bone breaking at all; it sounded more like someone forcefully snapping several thick, dry pieces of firewood.

Immediately afterwards, four screams echoed through the night sky.

The bald warrior's sinister smile froze instantly, turning into an extreme contortion.

The moment his five fingers touched Lin Ye's collarbone, they didn't tear the skin at all; instead, they generated an extremely terrifying recoil force.

The feeling was not like being gripped by a person's flesh, but rather like being gripped by a solid titanium alloy steel plate!

The enormous reaction force traveled along his fingertips, causing the bald martial artist's five fingers to bend backward at a ninety-degree angle.

"Ah!! My hand! My fingers!"

The bald warrior clutched his right hand, which was bent ninety degrees backward, and rolled wildly on the ground, his piercing screams shattering the night sky.

The other three weren't much better off.

The one who kicked was clutching his knee and convulsing on the ground, the one with the dagger was clutching his wrist and searching for his teeth on the ground, and the one who smashed his face had his entire right arm hanging limply, with the white bone fragments piercing through his sleeve.

The four Ming Jin masters who were just moments ago arrogant and ready to tear Lin Ye to pieces were now all crippled in the blink of an eye.

The entire community square was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Old Zhang stared wide-eyed, forgetting even the pain on his face, as he stared blankly at the scene.

The residents upstairs, hiding behind the curtains, all gasped in shock.

This scene is too eerie.

The young man in shorts and flip-flops did nothing but stand there and get beaten, yet all four of his attackers were crippled.

The smiles on the faces of the remaining twenty-odd elite members of the He family instantly froze. They were all frightened back two steps by the scream and looked at Lin Ye as if they had seen a ghost.

The iron dart in He Tianba's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He stared intently at Lin Ye, his mind buzzing.

"Hard body kung fu? Iron Shirt?!" He Tianba blurted out, his voice distorting.

In the world of traditional martial arts, there are many people who practice external body-strengthening techniques, but those who can train their physical body to this level are extremely rare.

"No!" He Tianba immediately rejected his guess, pointing at Lin Ye and shouting, "Even if you've mastered Iron Shirt, you can't stand still and withstand the full force of four Ming Jin martial artists!"

Lin Ye completely ignored him.

He looked down at the collar of his shirt.

The bald martial artist had just scratched there; although the skin wasn't broken, his T-shirt had several noticeable small holes torn in it.

Lin Ye reached out and patted the dust off his clothes, his face full of heartache.

He bought this "Everyone's a Villain" outfit for fifty dollars at the night market; it's excellent value for money.

"It's the middle of the night, and I really don't want to make too much noise."

Lin Ye twisted his neck, his bones cracking a few times, his tone full of helplessness.

"When I saw the grilled cold noodle stall get smashed, my first thought was to pull out a Gatling gun."

Lin Ye pointed to several dark and gloomy apartment buildings around him, his tone sincere.

"But then I thought, it's almost midnight now. Everyone has to get up early for work or school tomorrow, and that Gatling gun is too loud. If it fires, the whole street will be woken up."

"Disturbing the peace is not good; it doesn't suit my identity as an ordinary college student."

"If the neighborhood committee ladies complain, I'll have to write a self-criticism, which is too much trouble."

Outside the residential area.

Inside the command vehicle disguised as a truck.

Eagle was holding a walkie-talkie when he heard the word "Gatling" coming from the radio. He was so frightened that he trembled and dropped the walkie-talkie onto the control panel.

"My goodness..."

The eagle wiped the cold sweat from its forehead, its heart pounding, feeling as if it had just walked through the gates of hell.

Agent Xiao Wang was also terrified and stammered a question.

"Captain, Mr. Lin...is he really carrying a Gatling gun?"

"Do you think that snakeskin bag of his contains blankets?!" Eagle roared in a low voice, spitting on Xiao Wang's face. "It contains a mini armory! Forget Gatling guns, I'd be perfectly fine if he pulled out a tank!"

The eagle let out a long sigh of relief and slumped back in its chair.

"Thankfully, Mr. Lin is a civilized working man who knows not to disturb the neighbors late at night. The He family, these idiots, should really kowtow to their neighbors in Xingfuli Community."

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the neighbors' sleep, the community square would probably be a pile of minced meat by now, and the logistics team wouldn't have enough body bags to hold it all.

on the square.

He Tianba didn't understand what a Gatling gun was.

He felt that this young man was talking nonsense and using all sorts of nonsensical terms to humiliate him.

"You little beast, you dare to bluff even when you're about to die!"

He Tianba's face turned bright red, and the Tang suit on his chest heaved violently.

As the dignified Third Elder of the He family, a mid-stage Inner Strength cultivator, he was treated like a bodhisattva wherever he went.

Today, I was repeatedly ignored and mocked by a mere young boy.

"Alright, since you insist on playing," Lin Ye said, stretching his ankles. "I'll play some hand-to-hand combat with you today."