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

Fear gripped Wang Pangzi's heart.

His greatest reliance, the ultimate weapon he used to threaten and control others, was not only easily neutralized by the other party, but instead became irrefutable evidence in his own trial, leading to his public execution in front of the entire city.

This drastic fall from heaven to hell caused him to completely lose his mind.

"ah--!"

Fatty Wang let out a desperate roar.

In desperation, he lunged at the desk and slammed down the red emergency button underneath.

This was his last trump card, connecting him to the group of ruthless thugs he kept in the company.

As the alarm sounded, a hidden door disguised as a bookshelf on the side of the office suddenly opened with a "bang," and four burly men with menacing faces rushed out.

The four men had fierce eyes, bulging temples, and a strong smell of blood emanating from them.

They weren't ordinary security guards, but thugs that Fatty Wang bought at a high price from the underground boxing market, each of whom had more than one life on their hands.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Fatty Wang pointed at Lin Chen and screamed hysterically, his voice sharp and distorted by extreme fear and madness.

"Whoever can kill him, I'll give them ten million!"

The lure of a hefty reward instantly ignited a greedy and cruel glint in the eyes of the four thugs.

They drew gleaming machetes from their waists, roared, and pounced on Lin Chen, who was sitting in the boss's chair, from four different directions!

The office was filled with the glint of blades and the chilling aura of killing intent; it instantly transformed into a bloody battlefield.

However, faced with this deadly attack that could instantly turn an ordinary person into mincemeat, Lin Chen didn't even flinch.

He slowly stood up from the boss's chair, his movements as composed as if he were adjusting his collar.

He casually pulled off the tie around his neck and slowly wrapped it around his right fist, one loop at a time.

In his hands, that soft silk tie seemed to transform into the most formidable weapon.

Just as the four machetes were about to strike, Lin Chen moved.

His figure left a faint afterimage in place, and like a ghost, he advanced instead of retreating, directly crashing into the blade of the thug at the front!

The combination of "God-level Physics Mastery" and "Grandmaster-level Fighting Skills" reveals what "violent aesthetics" truly means.

Lin Chen's body shifted slightly at an incredible angle, barely avoiding the blade that was about to strike him.

At the same time, his right fist, wrapped in a tie, shot upwards like a cannonball, striking the thug's wrist with perfect accuracy.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The thug's wrist was shattered by that punch!

The machete flew out of his hand.

Lin Chen caught the cleaver in mid-air with his left hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he used the heavy back of the blade to sweep it out like a lightning bolt!

[Mastery of God-Level Actuaries] Activated!

All the possible attack angles, evasion routes, and weaknesses of every joint in the remaining three thugs were formed in Lin Chen's mind into an incredibly clear three-dimensional attack map.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three dull thuds rang out almost simultaneously!

With incredible speed and precision, Lin Chen struck the wrists, knees, and ankles of the remaining three thugs with the back of his knife!

The control of force was precise to the millimeter!

It will not cause fatal injuries, but it can instantly destroy all their ability to move and their will to resist.

"ah--!"

A chorus of heart-wrenching screams filled the air.

The three arrogant underground boxing fighters collapsed to the ground, clutching their broken joints, writhing and howling in pain, completely incapacitated.

From the moment four thugs suddenly launched an attack, to the moment all four were crippled...

The entire process was smooth and efficient, without even a drop of blood getting in.

It took less than ten seconds.

Lin Chen casually tossed the machete to the ground, making a crisp metallic clanging sound.

He stepped over the thugs groaning on the ground as if they were just a few ants in his way.

His gaze fell on the closed door of the lounge in the inner office.

He could hear a suppressed, faint sobbing coming from behind the door.

Lin Chen stepped forward, but instead of kicking the door, he gently turned the doorknob.

In the lounge, Su Ke'er was curled up in a corner, hugging her knees and burying her head in her arms, her small body trembling with fear.

Hearing the door open, she abruptly looked up, her tear-streaked face filled with fear and wariness.

When she saw that it was Lin Chen standing at the door, all her fear, grievances, and lingering anxiety erupted like a flood bursting its banks.

"Brother Lin Chen!"

She cried out and leaped to her feet, like a startled fawn, throwing herself into Lin Chen's arms without a second thought.

She stretched out her arms and hugged Lin Chen's neck tightly, burying her face deeply into his broad and warm chest, as if she wanted to melt her whole body into his.

"Waaaaah... I'm so scared... I'm really so scared..."

The girl's body was still trembling violently, and hot tears instantly soaked Lin Chen's shirt.

Lin Chen felt as if something had gently pierced his heart.

He reached out and gently, tenderly, patted the girl's trembling back, as if comforting a frightened kitten.

He didn't offer many words of comfort, but instead whispered in her ear in an incredibly firm yet gentle tone:

"It's alright now."

"Brother will take you home."

These six simple words seemed to possess some kind of magical power, instantly soothing all the panic in Su Ke'er's heart.

Her tense body gradually relaxed in Lin Chen's warm embrace.

A sense of security, an unprecedented sense of security, enveloped her completely.

She knew that as long as this man was there, the sky wouldn't fall.