Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

[The book is now complete]

Qiangzi's eardrums were stunned by the sudden shout.

He stared at the bricklayer in front of him, his veins bulging, and swallowed hard. The menacing aura emanating from him made his legs tremble.

Ignoring the money on the ground, he scrambled into the Maybach. The door slammed shut, black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipe, and he floored the accelerator and sped away.

Several stacks of bright red banknotes were still soaking in the puddles on the muddy road.

Ye Xiu walked over.

He bent down and picked up the stacks of money, soaked in mud and water. He wiped the surface dirt off his work pants.

He pulled out the Nokia with the cracked screen. He pressed the green dial button with his thumb.

The phone is on.

"Brother Lu, this is Ye Xiu."

His voice was hoarse, with the panting of someone who had just finished heavy work. "Those bastards who sell fake medicine came looking for me. They want me to fight in underground boxing matches at a scrap metal yard in the suburbs."

Half an hour later. At a scrap yard in the western suburbs of Jinghai City.

The night was pitch black. The air was filled with the pungent smell of engine oil and the rusty smell of scrap metal.

Several infrared alarms that were flashing a faint red light were precisely covered by a clump of black mud smeared with insulating tape, completely blinding them.

Ye Xiu was shirtless, carrying a heavy iron hammer weighing over 80 kilograms.

He walked at the very front. His broad back formed a wall, completely blocking the SWAT officers who were crouching behind him.

There's a hidden ventilation duct opening under the wrecked truck parked in the corner.

The iron fence was welded together using high-strength manganese steel.

Ye Xiu walked up to the fence.

Both hands gripped the wooden handle of the hammer tightly. Calluses from his palms clung to the rough wood grain.

His back muscles bulged suddenly, like a fully drawn bow.

"Clang!"

A muffled thud. The hammer, carrying overwhelming force, slammed down on the stress point in the very center of the manganese steel fence.

The weld cracked instantly. Sparks flew everywhere and landed in the nearby weeds.

The iron fence was smashed and deformed, dented in the ground, and fell into the dark pipe with a crash.

"The road is open, sir."

Ye Xiu wiped the sweat from his face and lowered his voice to Lu Jingyan behind him in a flattering tone.

"Do you think this counts as a major meritorious service?"

Lu Jingyan was wearing a black tactical bulletproof vest.

He didn't draw his gun. His deep black eyes swept over the dark hole.

"Okay. Go to the station to collect your bonus after the case is closed."

He turned his head and pressed the communication microphone on his collar. "One squad, assault; two squads, seal off the perimeter. Don't let a single fly out."

Inside the underground boxing ring, the heavy metal music was deafening.

Inside the octagon, the boxers were beaten until their faces were covered in blood, while outside, wealthy men in bespoke suits were waving banknotes and roaring wildly.

No one noticed that the alloy mesh panel of the overhead ventilation duct had been quietly removed.

A few tear gas canisters, emitting white smoke, rolled down the gap and onto the expensive Persian carpet.

A pungent chemical fumes instantly filled the air, causing several big bosses in the front row, who were smoking cigars, to cough repeatedly.

"Don't move! Police!"

Zhao Tiezhu, holding a mini shotgun, kicked open the iron gate to the fire escape on the side.

Dozens of fully armed special police officers descended like divine soldiers, their tactical flashlights illuminating the dimly lit underground boxing ring like daytime.

The once arrogant and domineering businessmen were now completely flustered.

Like a mouse whose tail has been stepped on, it ran around on the floor covered in spilled liquor, clutching its head.

Someone tried to slip cash from the crocodile skin bag to the SWAT officers blocking the door.

He was hit at the feet by the butt of a rifle by a SWAT officer, and was so frightened that he immediately covered his head with his hands and squatted down, his crotch getting soaked.

Lu Jingyan strode into the hall.

He took the megaphone from the SWAT officer next to him and pressed the switch.

"Suspected of organizing gambling and illegally organizing violent competitions."

The cold, hard voice drowned out all the noise in the room, carrying the undeniable weight of the rules.

"Freeze all funds in the accounts on site immediately. Handcuff them all."

Inside the one-way glass booth on the second floor.

Shen Feng, president of Dingfeng Technology, had bloodshot eyes. He looked down at the den of iniquity that had been raided, his eyes filled with despair.

"Lu Jingyan...you insist on driving us to our deaths!"

He clenched his teeth. The soft flesh on his cheeks was torn, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood.

Shen Feng suddenly pulled open the safe next to him.

He pulled out a metal sphere, no bigger than a fist, that shimmered with an eerie red light. It was a smuggled, miniature alien high-explosive grenade.

He grabbed the terrified CFO standing next to him and pressed the gun to the man's temple.

They dragged the hostage and retreated into the bomb shelter at the end of the corridor.

"Bang!"

The heavy, explosion-proof steel door was locked tightly.

Shen Feng slammed the red grenade onto the transparent bulletproof glass.

Through the two-inch-thick glass, he laughed wildly at Lu Jingyan, who was chasing after him from outside.

"Director Lu! Without your superpowers, let's see how you defuse this bomb from a distance!"

He pressed his thumb firmly against the detonator. "This is a residential area upstairs. We'll all die together!"

The corridor was deathly silent. Cold sweat streamed down the foreheads of the SWAT officers.

Lu Jingyan stood outside the glass.

There were no earth-shattering superpowers, nor any angry roars. He simply stared coldly at the mad capitalist inside.

He raised his hand and tapped the headset.

"Xiaoxiao. Turn off all the lights in the basement. Now."

"Smack."

The entire underground bunker was plunged into absolute darkness in an instant.

Shen Feng froze for a second. His thumb on the detonator tightened instinctively, but he hadn't pressed it all the way down yet.

In this pitch-black darkness.

Lu Jingyan slid to the right, skimming along the ground like a cheetah.

He was clutching a tungsten carbide window breaker. Using the momentum of his run-up, he smashed it hard into the vulnerable ventilation vent in the lower left corner of the safe house.

"Splash!"

The metal blinds shattered.

Lu Jingyan squeezed his entire body through the narrow opening.

He rolled on the ground to dissipate the impact. The moment he stood up, his left hand, like a dragon exploring the sea, precisely gripped Shen Feng's wrist holding the detonator.

This is a highly refined military and police capture technique.

Press your thumb against the ulnar nerve node and suddenly flip it outwards.

"Click."

The cracking sound of bones breaking was accompanied by Shen Feng's scream. The detonator flew out of his hand.

Lu Jingyan slapped Shen Feng on the back of the head, pinning the well-dressed tycoon CEO firmly to the floor covered in shards of glass.

He pressed his knee against the other person's lower back. He pulled out handcuffs and locked them with a "click".

The emergency lights came on.

The hostages have been rescued. The bomb has been safely recovered.

Lu Jingyan stood up.

His right arm was ripped open by a long gash in his tactical shirt by shards of glass. The flesh was torn open, and bright red blood dripped down his wrist.

It splattered onto the gray cement floor, leaving a small patch of dark red blood.

Half an hour later, outside the cordon.

The red and blue lights of the police lights flashed alternately under the night sky.

With red eyes, Su Xiaoxiao carefully bandaged Lu Jingyan's arm wound with a medical cotton swab in her hand.

As the disinfectant was applied to the rolled-up flesh, Lu Jingyan didn't even flinch.

"Boss, you're bleeding." She sniffled, tears welling up in her eyes.

Lu Jingyan looked at the bloodstains on his arm and casually rubbed them with a clean tissue.

"What's a little bloodshed? As long as the rules of this world don't collapse, the sky won't fall."

The voice just fell.

His personal cell phone in his pocket started vibrating frantically. The old bureau chief's anxious voice almost shattered the receiver: "Xiao Lu! Come to the Municipal Women and Children's Hospital quickly! Xiaoxiao's water has broken!"