You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The stench of blood quickly filled the dark corridor.

The body of the second mercenary was still twitching on the ground. The remaining three mercenaries finally reacted, and their extreme fear turned into a frenzied desire to attack.

"Kill him!"

Captain Viper let out a piercing roar in English.

Three MP5 submachine guns equipped with silencers fired simultaneously, spitting out eerie blue flames from their muzzles.

A dense barrage of bullets formed a comprehensive metal fire net, raining down on Lin Chen's location.

The cheap plaster statues on both sides of the corridor were instantly smashed to pieces, and pale lime dust filled the air. Wooden props were torn apart, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Faced with a hail of bullets that could turn a person into a sieve, Lin Chen's eyes remained completely calm.

The dual muscle memory of [god-level parkour] and [master-level fighting skills] is perfectly integrated at this moment.

His body fell to the left at an extremely bizarre angle, bullets whizzing past his scalp and shoulder, the force of the gusts making his skin sting.

Lin Chen braced his hands on the ground and used his waist to push himself up, instantly pressing himself against the wall on his right.

The tactical boots slammed heavily against the wall, leaving a large dent in the hard plaster.

Using the violent reaction force, Lin Chen's body traced a zigzag line in mid-air, precisely avoiding the trajectory of the second wave of bullets.

In the night vision of mercenaries number three and four, only a blurry green afterimage remained.

They couldn't lock onto their targets at all, so they could only blindly pull the trigger until the magazine was empty.

Click.

The sound of the firing pin hitting empty air echoed in the corridor.

This was the fatal flaw, and Lin Chen had been waiting for this very second.

He exerted force with both legs, creating two cracks in the marble floor, and his entire body, like a sharp blade, charged straight at mercenaries number three and four.

With the distance closing to less than two meters, Lin Chen used the terrifying momentum of his forward thrust to leap into the air.

His body twisted suddenly in mid-air, his right shoulder dropped, and all the power in his body flowed through his spine.

The killing move of Bajiquan, "Mountain-Clamping Strike".

This single strike embodied the terrifying power that Lin Chen possessed after being enhanced by the system, surpassing the limits of human capability.

boom!

Lin Chen's shoulder slammed solidly into the chest of Mercenary Number Three.

That advanced tactical body armor, capable of withstanding rifle bullets, was utterly useless against the overwhelming force of blunt force trauma.

Mercenary Number Three's sternum instantly collapsed, creating a terrifying deep crater, with a series of crisp cracking sounds as bones broke.

The enormous kinetic energy was not exhausted; Number Three's body was violently thrown backward, crashing heavily into Mercenary Number Four behind him.

The two of them landed on top of each other and crashed heavily against the thick wooden partition wall at the end of the corridor.

Boom!

The wall couldn't withstand the violent force and instantly shattered, sending broken planks and steel nails flying everywhere.

Mercenaries number three and four lay dead in the ruins, their chests and internal organs severely damaged by the terrifying shockwave, dark red blood mixed with froth gushing from their mouths.

Before they could even convulse, they were completely lifeless.

The entire corridor fell into a deathly silence, with only Captain Viper's heavy, rapid breathing remaining.

Viper was still clutching the submachine gun with its magazine empty when he watched helplessly as his four most elite men were slaughtered in less than three minutes, without the enemy shedding a single drop of blood.

The viper's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He had crawled out of piles of corpses in the Middle East and considered himself accustomed to life and death, but in front of this black-haired youth, he felt like an ant facing a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Clang.

The venomous snake released its grip, and the submachine gun fell to the ground.

His knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the dusty and blood-stained floor.

"Don't kill me... I'm just doing this for money..."

The viper pleaded for mercy in broken Chinese, his voice trembling uncontrollably. He looked up at Lin Chen as he approached step by step, his eyes filled with despair and pleading.

Lin Chen stopped in front of the venomous snake, looking down at the executioner whose hands were stained with blood.

His face was expressionless, as cold as ice. He had no interest in interrogating such scum.

Lin Chen raised his right foot, the hard sole of his tactical boot hovering precisely above the snake's heart.

The snake's pupils contracted, and it was about to open its mouth and scream.

Lin Chen suddenly exerted force with his right leg and stomped down hard.

Click!

With a sickening thud, the snake's sternum was crushed by a stomp, and the broken ribs pierced its beating heart.

His eyes bulged out of their sockets, bloodshot, and a meaningless gurgling sound came from his throat.

Then, his tall body slumped to the ground, completely dead.

Five arrogant top mercenaries were all turned into cold corpses.

Lin Chen withdrew his foot, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground, and stepped over the broken wood and blood, heading towards the back of the shattered partition wall.

There, in a dark, secret room.

At the end of the secret room stood several rusty iron pillars, and five students dressed in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School uniforms were tightly bound to the iron pillars with thick industrial nylon ropes.

They were nearly driven to despair by the gunshots, the cracking of bones, and the screams outside.

Two girls had already lost control of their bladders, and urine was dripping onto the ground from their school uniform trouser legs. The boys were also pale-faced and trembling like leaves.

They closed their eyes in despair, awaiting the arrival of death.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the secret room.

Lin Chen stood there, raised his hand, and flicked away a bit of blood from his fingertips. Then he adjusted his breathing and forcibly suppressed the violent killing intent within him.

When he opened his eyes again, his once cold gaze had regained its usual composure and calmness.

"It's alright now."

Lin Chen's voice was steady and clear, reaching the ears of every student.

The five students opened their eyes and, in the dim light of the corridor, saw Lin Chen standing at the door.

There were no grotesque terrorists, no burly killers, only a tall, upright young man with eyes that exuded absolute security.

Lin Chen walked up to them and took out the tactical dagger he had captured.

The blade was extremely sharp. With a flick of his wrist, the nylon ropes binding the students were completely severed in a flash of light.

The students, now free of their restraints, felt their legs go weak and collapsed to the ground.

"Teacher Su Ke'er is waiting for you outside."

Lin Chen sheathed the dagger and soothed him calmly.

Upon hearing Su Ke'er's name, the students' tense nerves finally snapped.

"Wow--!"

A girl rushed over, hugged Lin Chen's leg tightly, and burst into tears.

The other students also started crying, their faces covered in tears and snot. They looked up at Lin Chen, their eyes filled with relief and reliance on him after surviving the ordeal.

Lin Chen didn't push the girl away, letting her wipe her snot and tears on his trouser leg. He simply reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

"Let's go, this isn't the place to talk."

Lin Chen, with five students in tow, turned and headed towards the exit of the haunted house.