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

Two deeply brainwashed and fearless assassins died on the spot in just a few seconds in an extremely absurd and ironic way.

One was killed by his own bomb.

One person was hit and killed by his own car.

They didn't even touch a hair on Lin Chen's head.

This sudden turn of events left the last assassin, who was hiding in the crowd across the street and preparing to launch a third wave of close-quarters attacks, completely bewildered.

He disguised himself as a cleaner, pushing a cleaning cart, with a poisoned bayonet hidden in the broom, ready to be used.

According to the plan, he was supposed to rush up to the second floor amidst the chaos caused by the explosion and car accident to deliver the final blow.

Now, chaos has ensued, but the target remains unharmed, while his two companions have died mysteriously.

For the first time, his brain, whose emotions had been largely suppressed by drugs and hypnosis, experienced a trace of "fear."

He looked at the young man by the second-floor window, who remained as steady as a mountain from beginning to end, without even a flicker of emotion in his eyes. He felt as if he were looking at a god sitting high above the clouds, indifferently looking down on the struggling ants of the mortal world.

"Dad, Mom, it's alright now."

Lin Chen slowly stood up and gently patted the backs of his parents, who were still in a state of extreme shock and had not yet come to their senses. His voice was gentle and carried a reassuring power.

"Just two little bugs, problem solved."

He reassured his parents, then turned around, his gaze piercing through the window and precisely locking onto the assassin disguised as a cleaner.

Eyes facing each other.

The sanitation worker felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if all the blood in his body had frozen.

He's been discovered!

Faced with a fierce conflict between his strong survival instinct and Chen Yuan's "no-holds-barred" hypnotic command, he ultimately chose the latter.

"For purification!"

He let out a hoarse, inhuman roar, threw away the cleaning cart, pulled the poisonous thorn that gleamed with a ghostly blue light from the broom, and charged toward the teahouse like a madman!

"You dare to come again?"

A hint of extreme disdain flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

He was too lazy to even walk up the stairs.

He activated [God-level Parkour], and his body, like a weightless leaf, lightly leaped down from the intact second-floor window!

In the air, his figure was graceful and his movements were elegant and free, causing the crowd below, who had just recovered from their shock, to erupt in another round of exclamations!

"Bang!"

Lin Chen landed steadily on both feet without making a sound, landing right in the path of the sanitation worker's charge, blocking his way.

"Get out of here!"

The assassin's eyes were bloodshot, and he had completely lost his mind. The poisoned dagger in his hand turned into a snake-like afterimage, piercing straight for Lin Chen's heart!

However, in Lin Chen's eyes, his movements were as slow as if he were watching an animated film.

[Grandmaster-level combat skills] Unleashed in an instant!

Lin Chen neither dodged nor avoided the attack, and didn't even bother to glance at the poisoned thorn.

He simply extended one finger casually.

index finger.

Just as the venomous stinger was about to touch his body, his fingertips, with a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, struck the side of the cleaner's thick neck with extreme precision.

A highly concealed yet extremely deadly nerve node—the vagus nerve.

"Well……"

The sanitation workers' charge came to an abrupt halt.

The poison dart in his hand clattered to the ground. It was as if all the bones in his body had been removed. His eyes rolled back instantly, he foamed at the mouth, his body convulsed, and he collapsed limply to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

One finger, one strike to defeat the enemy.

Clean, efficient, and domineering to the extreme.

From the moment Lin Chen jumped out of the window to the moment he subdued the last assassin, the entire process took no more than five seconds.

The crisis was completely averted before the surrounding crowd even realized what had happened.

……

Inside a private laboratory at Kyoto University.

Chen Yuan was staring intently at the monitor screen in front of him, which displayed live footage of Wangfujing Pedestrian Street.

When he saw that his meticulously planned series of murders had been instantly thwarted by Lin Chen in two unbelievable ways, the arrogant and fanatical smile on his face froze completely.

When he saw Lin Chen leap down from the second floor like a god descending to earth, instantly killing his last ace assassin with a single finger, his hand holding the coffee cup began to tremble uncontrollably.

"No...it's impossible..."

"That's absolutely impossible!"

The color drained from his face in an instant, replaced by a deathly pale ashes.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead like a stream.

His pride in his wisdom, his meticulously trained assassins, and his supposedly flawless killing schemes proved to be as fragile as paper in the face of his opponent!

That's not a power that humans should possess!

That's not a phenomenon that science can explain!

Lin Chen is not human!

He's a monster!

A devil in human skin!

Extreme fear instantly overwhelmed Chen Yuan's reason.

Only one thought remained in his mind—escape!

Get as far away as possible!

He sprang up from his chair and frantically rushed to the computer, wanting to cut off all connections to the deep web, format the hard drive, destroy all evidence, and then flee the country!

However, just as his trembling fingers pressed the Enter key to execute the final "destroy" command.

An anomaly has occurred again!

His computer screen did not begin formatting as he had expected.

Instead, with a "sizzle," it instantly turned into a blinding blood red!

In the center of that blood-red expanse, a mocking smile made of code slowly emerged.

It was the same smiley face he had left on the computer in the concert hall's control room to provoke Lin Chen!

Immediately afterwards, a specially processed yet still recognizable voice message, cold yet tinged with amusement, came from the computer speakers:

"Professor Chen, your puppet show is terrible."

"Just a heads up, when you logged into the backend and gave those three useless puppets instructions, the 'little gift' I gave you was already activated."

"I've already packaged up your real IP address, the physical coordinates of your lab, and even the flight information you booked online last night to escape to Southeast Asia, and sent it all to Su Qingge."

"Wash your neck clean and wait for me in your lab."

"The game is over."

The audio playback has finished.

Chen Yuan felt as if all his strength had been drained away; his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the cold ground.

His face, which always wore a gentle smile, was now completely distorted by extreme fear, becoming more ferocious than a demon.

He lost.

A crushing defeat.

They lost so badly they were stripped naked.

From the moment he arrogantly regarded Lin Chen as prey, he had already fallen into a trap set by the other party, a net from which he could never escape.