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

Dead silence.

Inside the main gas valve room, only the cold electronic countdown timer on the huge spherical bomb ticked away like the death knell, striking deep into the souls of everyone present.

The dozen or so bodyguards guarding the area seemed to have become one with the surrounding steel pipes, remaining completely still.

They were killing machines whose personal will had been erased by Chen Yuan through drugs and deep hypnosis; in their world, only the concept of following orders remained.

Their mission is to guard this "heart" that could destroy half the city until it is detonated, or to use their own lives to eliminate any "small fry" that dare to approach.

Just then, a dark figure, like a ghost, silently slipped out from the shadows around the corner.

There were no footsteps, no breathing, not even a gust of wind.

Lin Chen's figure appeared abruptly at the entrance of the main control room.

Almost at the same moment he appeared, the dozen or so assassins who were like statues suddenly turned into robots, their empty eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty red light!

"Swish, swish, swish!"

More than a dozen dark, miniature submachine gun muzzles turned in unison, instantly locking onto Lin Chen!

"Intruder detected!"

"Clear!"

Cold, emotionless electronic synthesized voices emanated from the generators in their throats.

However, just as they were about to pull the trigger, all the assassins stopped moving in unison.

Their programmed brains received the highest order from Chen Yuan: "No open flames near gas pipelines."

Chen Yuan, this arrogant madman, wants a spectacular explosion that he directs himself, and he will not allow any unexpected factors to ruin the perfection of his "work".

Therefore, these suicide squad members had no choice but to abandon the firearms they were most proficient in.

"Switch to melee mode."

"Snap! Snap!"

A sickening metallic scraping sound rang out as they tossed aside their submachine guns and drew various gleaming blades from their waists, backs, and legs—military daggers, triangular bayonets, special forces machetes…

Their bloodshot eyes were fixed on the lone figure at the doorway, and they slowly formed a crescent-shaped encirclement, closing in on Lin Chen.

In their eyes, this reckless man who barged in was already a dead man.

There were more than a dozen of them, each of whom had undergone the most rigorous combat training and drug enhancement, and their physical abilities far exceeded those of ordinary people. Together, they were enough to tear apart an adult brown bear.

What they were facing was just a young man who looked rather frail.

A predictable, crushing massacre is about to begin.

However, they did not know what kind of being they were facing.

Looking at the group of assassins who were closing in step by step, exuding a strong killing intent, Lin Chen's face showed no tension or fear, not even a trace of solemnity.

His eyes were as cold as ice that would never melt, and the corners of his mouth even curled up in a smile full of disdain and pity.

He slowly raised his hands and gently moved his wrists and neck, producing a series of crisp "crackling" sounds.

[Grandmaster-level combat skills]!

A full-blown outbreak!

"boom!"

An indescribable, domineering, wild, and terrifying aura, full of primal violent aesthetics, surged out from Lin Chen's body!

If he was a bottomless ancient well before, then he is now a super volcano about to erupt, accumulating energy over hundreds of millions of years!

The dozen or so assassins who were about to pounce on him suddenly stopped in their tracks.

For the first time, their emotionally nullified brains instinctively felt an emotion called "fear"!

It was a kind of trembling that came from the deepest part of life, like an ant looking up at a god!

But it was too late.

"A bunch of trash who can't even be considered human."

Lin Chen's icy voice sounded like a judgment from hell.

The moment he finished speaking, he moved!

No fancy moves, no superfluous techniques, just the purest and most extreme speed and power!

He stomped his foot heavily on the ground!

"Bang!"

He stepped on the hard concrete floor and created a shallow crack and dent!

He charged forward like a cannonball, instead of retreating, and actively rushed into the encirclement formed by the dozen or so assassins!

The two assassins at the forefront brandished their machetes and slashed fiercely at Lin Chen's neck and abdomen from the left and right!

They worked together seamlessly, using tricky angles to block all of Lin Chen's escape routes.

However, Lin Chen never even considered hiding!

Faced with the sharp blade that whistled through the air, he simply lowered his body slightly and slammed his shoulder forward!

Bajiquan, the Mountain-Pulling Strike!

This seemingly simple act actually contains the supreme technique of [Grandmaster-level combat art], which involves instantly concentrating all the body's power into a single point for explosive release!

"Bang!!"

A dull, muffled sound, like a battering ram striking a city gate!

The two burly assassins, each weighing over 200 pounds, didn't even touch the hem of Lin Chen's clothes before being slammed into his chest by this incredibly violent force!

"Snap—!"

A chilling sound of bones cracking rang out!

In an instant, their sternums were completely shattered and caved in. Like kites with broken strings, they flew backwards for more than ten meters, spitting out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and crashed heavily onto the metal pipes in the distance, turning into two unrecognizable puddles of flesh, dying on the spot!

One strike, killing two people instantly!

This bloody and domineering scene completely stunned the other assassins.

But Lin Chen's attacks were like a storm, without stopping at all!

After knocking the two people away, he used the momentum of his forward thrust to suddenly spin around, and his right leg swept out like a steel whip with a terrifying whistling sound that tore through the air!

One of the assassins instinctively raised his arm to block.

"Click!"

His arm bones, harder than steel, were as fragile as cookies in front of Lin Chen's leg whip, and were instantly kicked in two!

The force of the kick didn't diminish; the remaining power lashed out at his temple!

"puff!"

The assassin's head exploded on the spot, splattering red and white matter everywhere!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen's figure transformed into a death whirlwind that swept through the crowd, reaping lives!

He would sometimes use the pipe walls for leverage, and while in mid-air, he would unleash a series of fierce kicks, each one precisely striking the assassin's cervical spine, throat, heart, and other vital organs!

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking, like a symphony of death, resounded intensely in the main valve room!

He would sometimes lunge in, his elbows like knives and his knees like hammers, each move expansive and powerful, full of the most primal violent aesthetics!

Every strike was inevitably accompanied by the screams and fall of a suicide soldier!

Less than a minute.

When Lin Chen's figure stood firmly in the center of the main valve chamber again.

The ground around him was littered with more than a dozen corpses in various positions.

Some had sunken chests, some had their necks twisted like pretzels, some had their heads missing... not one was intact.

Blood stained the ground, pooling into streams that slowly flowed towards Lin Chen's feet.

He stood amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, yet not a drop of blood stained his body.

He wasn't even breathing rapidly, as if he had just done a simple warm-up exercise.

He didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, and walked slowly toward the huge bomb that was still ticking.

Behind them lies hell.

In front of him was a countdown.

And he is the sole ruler of this hell.