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

Lin Chen's heart stopped for 0.3 seconds the instant the string of scarlet numbers appeared.

It's not fear.

It's excitement.

The excitement of a hunter finally seeing a legendary prehistoric behemoth.

Since the system was activated, he has seen desperate criminals with a crime value of three to five hundred, as well as underworld bosses with a value of thousands.

However, the number 9999 has completely exceeded the scope of human evil.

That's not one person.

It was a walking abyss of sin.

The top ten assassins on the international dark list – "Shadow".

It really was you.

In the dim light, the shadow held an unlit top-grade Cuban cigar between his fingers, not in a hurry to speak.

His eyes, hidden behind the metal mask, slowly traced Lin Chen's face, then over Su Qingge's alluring, sinister body in his arms.

The eight mercenaries around them seemed to stop breathing; only the thick, almost tangible smell of blood emanating from them silently proclaimed the danger of the place.

Finally, the shadow moved.

He put the cigar to his lips, and a mercenary immediately stepped forward and lit it for him with a specially made long match.

stab-

The eerie blue firelight illuminated the cold, silver mask, making it appear strange and sinister.

The shadow took a deep breath, but the smoke it exhaled did not dissipate; instead, it swirled and hovered in front of it as if it were alive.

"Friend, is this your first time aboard my ship?"

His voice came through the voice changer on his mask, carrying an inhuman metallic quality, devoid of any emotion.

He slowly pushed a crystal glass filled with amber liquid that had been prepared beforehand onto the table.

whisky.

Top-of-the-line Macallan vintage.

Under the dim light, the wine reflected a golden luster, and also reflected the unfathomable probing of the shadows.

This glass of wine is both a pledge of loyalty and poison.

Accepting the offer means you're willing to join his scheme and abide by his rules.

Not answering is a provocation.

Su Qingge's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

She could feel the muscles of the eight mercenaries tense up the moment the shadow pushed the cup, and the safety on their guns made a very slight clicking sound.

however.

[God-level Psychology] instantly took over Lin Chen's brain.

Every subtle movement of the shadow, every change in the frequency of its breathing, was deconstructed into a set of cold data in Lin Chen's mind.

A test?

The wicked smile that belonged to a "warlord's rich young master" at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth became even more arrogant.

He didn't even glance at the expensive glass of whiskey.

laugh.

A very soft yet extremely arrogant sneer escaped from his throat.

In the deathly silent private room, this sneer was more jarring than a clap of thunder.

The mercenary who lit the gun instantly turned fierce, his finger already on the trigger.

Lin Chen ignored it.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled Su Qingge's incredibly soft body into his embrace even more domineeringly.

Then, he raised the hand that had just won more than 20 million US dollars.

With a hint of amusement in his slender fingertips, he gently lifted Su Qingge's smooth, jade-like chin.

"Honey, he asked me if this was my first time here."

Lin Chen brought his lips close to Su Qingge's ear, exhaling hot breath at a volume only the two of them could hear.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head, his gaze passing over Su Qingge's shoulder and piercing straight into the shadow's mask.

"I have a rule."

"We only do business with the dead."

His tone was extremely arrogant, as if the person sitting opposite him was not the king of assassins in the top ten of the dark list, but a death row inmate who was about to be sent to hell by him.

"So, stop fucking talking nonsense."

"Bring out the blueprints for that batch of new toys from the military."

Shadow's eyes suddenly turned cold!

For the first time, those eyes hidden behind the mask revealed genuine emotional fluctuations.

That was the fury and murderous intent of someone whose sore spot had been touched!

next second!

Without any warning!

Clang!

A golden afterimage flashed by!

Shadow drew his custom-made gold-rimmed Glock from his waist with lightning speed!

The entire movement was fluid and incredibly fast!

In a flash, Su Qingge's body instinctively screamed to fight back, but reason held her back from all movement!

She only felt a chill on her forehead.

The dark, deathly muzzle of the gun was pressed firmly against her smooth, full forehead!

The cold touch made Su Qingge's body stiffen instantly.

Every nerve in her body was screaming. The fighting instinct that belonged to the head of the serious crimes unit was almost breaking through the restraints of reason, causing her to suddenly lash out, seize the gun, and kill in retaliation!

But she held back her anger.

She forcefully suppressed all her fighting desires, her fingertips clenched deeply into her palms, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes, which were outlined with seductive charm, perfectly revealed the fear and pallor that a socialite should have.

This shows her trust in Lin Chen.

Unconditional trust.

"Friend, do you know?"

Shadow pressed the muzzle of his gun firmly against Su Qingge, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen, looking past the gun barrel.

"What I hate most is cops."

"How can you prove you're not?"

His voice was brimming with murderous intent.

The temperature in the entire private room seemed to drop to freezing point in that instant.

however.

Lin Chen didn't even blink.

[Master-level micro-expression analysis], fully powered on.

In his field of vision, every detail of the shadow was magnified infinitely.

His hand holding the gun appeared steady, but the muscle fibers in the web of his hand were in a subtle state of relaxation.

His index finger, resting on the trigger, had its second joint straight, showing no sign of exerting force.

Conclusion: There is a 99% probability that it is intimidation.

Lin Chen's face still held that same cynical arrogance.

He even had the leisure to stick out his tongue and gently lick his lips.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying an extreme arrogance and coldness.

"You can shoot."

"But I'm reminding you."

Lin Chen's gaze slowly moved from the shadow's gun to Su Qingge's panicked and pretty face, a sickly regret showing in his eyes.

"My female companion is very expensive."

"If you get her dirty, even just a single hair."

He paused here.

An indescribable, terrifying aura erupted from his body, forcefully dispersing the shadow's killing intent and instead enveloping the entire private room!

"I will let this ship, along with everyone on board, sink into this sea and be buried with her."

This extreme arrogance, treating hundreds or thousands of lives as worthless, this reckless madness.

On the contrary, it made the naturally suspicious Shadow lower the last bit of vigilance in his heart.

Because a police officer would never say such a thing.

And absolutely not, there is no such crazy look in their eyes.