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

Downstairs at the Star Shine Entertainment Building.

An RS7 silently glided to the door and came to a steady stop in the fire lane where parking was prohibited.

The car door opened, and Lin Chen got out of the driver's seat.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit today, without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt collar were undone, making it look like he was going to some kind of business cocktail party.

But at this moment, his handsome face was covered with an unyielding frost, and his eyes were so cold that they were devoid of any human emotion.

He didn't even glance at the security guards at the building entrance who were trying to shoo him away, and strode straight toward the revolving glass door.

He didn't walk fast, but every step felt like stepping on someone's heart. The murderous aura emanating from his very bones, so solid it was almost tangible, made the surrounding air thick and oppressive.

Just as Lin Chen was about to step into the hall, an untimely voice rang out.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

In the lobby, a seemingly respectable foreman dressed in a security guard uniform led a dozen or so security guards armed with riot batons as they stormed out and blocked Lin Chen's path.

This petty boss was none other than Li Mingyu, who had been demoted and whose career was declining day by day. Recently, in order to earn some extra money, he had used his connections to work part-time as a security consultant at Star Shine Entertainment.

Li Mingyu has been having a tough time lately. He's been marginalized in the police force, his salary and bonuses have been drastically reduced, and even the underlings who used to fawn over him are now ignoring him.

Left with no other choice, he had to find some side jobs. With his rudimentary police experience, he managed to become a consultant at places like Star Shine, earn some pocket money, and incidentally, get closer to those glamorous female celebrities.

He happened to be on duty today, and when he saw someone so arrogantly parking their car at the entrance, looking like they were there to cause trouble, his long-awaited "meritorious service" nerve immediately perked up.

However, when he saw the person's face clearly, his arrogance instantly vanished by half.

Lin Chen!

This was the man he least wanted to see in his life, the nemesis who crushed all his pride and future!

Li Mingyu's legs trembled involuntarily, but then he thought, this is Xinghui Entertainment, the leading enterprise in Jiangcheng City, with security even stronger than the police station. He has over a dozen burly men behind him, and he's in the right—what's there to be afraid of?

More importantly, if they could stop Lin Chen here, or even find a pretext to send him to the police station, wouldn't that be a huge achievement? Maybe if Fatty Wang was happy, they could rise to prominence!

Thinking of this, Li Mingyu straightened his back again. He forced himself to remain calm, put on a businesslike expression, and pointed at Lin Chen, shouting.

"Lin Chen, I don't care what kind of criminal investigation consultant you are. This is a legitimate business establishment, not a place for you to run wild! What do you think you're doing? Without an appointment or a legitimate reason, if you dare to act recklessly, I'll call the police and have you arrested immediately!"

The dozen or so security guards behind him also waved their riot batons, making a whooshing sound, trying to create a sense of intimidation.

Lin Chen stopped in his tracks.

He didn't even look directly at Li Mingyu, but just turned his head slightly and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

That look was like looking at a buzzing fly blocking the road.

"roll."

Lin Chen uttered a single word softly.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable, overwhelming domineering quality.

Li Mingyu was speechless for a moment after hearing that word, then became furious.

"you……"

The moment he uttered the word "you," Lin Chen had already moved.

[Grandmaster-level combat skills], unleashed in an instant!

No one saw how Lin Chen moved; they only saw a blur flash by.

"Smack!!!"

A crisp, resounding slap echoed throughout the magnificent hall.

Li Mingyu was like a spinning top hit by a speeding truck, spinning 720 degrees on the spot. His teeth mixed with blood and foam sprayed out of his mouth. Then he flew more than five meters away and crashed hard into a heavy glass door with a "bang". He bounced back and fell to the ground. His eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.

Half of his cheek swelled up at a visible speed, turning into a purplish-red pig's head.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The remaining dozen or so security guards, who had been so aggressive, were all dumbfounded.

Their riot batons were still raised in mid-air, but their legs were trembling uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with extreme fear as they looked at Lin Chen.

With one slap, a living person weighing over 160 pounds was sent flying that far.

Is this guy even human?

This is a monster!

Lin Chen didn't even glance at the unconscious Li Mingyu on the ground, as if he had just casually swatted a mosquito.

He withdrew his hand, his gaze slowly sweeping over the group of security guards in front of him who were already terrified.

That cold, emotionless gaze sent shivers down the spines of all the security guards.

"Splash—"

As if receiving a unified command, they instinctively stepped aside, dropping their riot batons and clearing a path to the elevator.

Lin Chen strode through them.

Wherever he went, the security guards all lowered their heads and dared not even breathe loudly.

And so, amidst the "stares" of dozens of security personnel, he walked straight into the president's private elevator leading to the top floor, like a god of war surveying his territory.

The elevator doors slowly closed, reflecting his terrifyingly cold face.

Inside the lobby, it wasn't until the elevator floor numbers started to climb rapidly that the security guards seemed to wake up from a nightmare. They collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their backs completely soaked in cold sweat.

They would never forget the look in that man's eyes when he walked in.

They weren't there to negotiate, nor were they there to cause trouble.

They came to kill people.