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

At two in the morning, the night was as dark as ink.

The entire capital city fell asleep. The alleys surrounding the courtyard houses were deathly silent; not even a dog could be heard barking.

A black shadow, almost blending into the night, moved silently along the base of the wall, like a gecko.

His every step was precisely calculated, and he made no sound, perfectly avoiding all possible surveillance cameras.

He is the "Accident Maker"—Shadow.

He walked around to the back wall of the courtyard house and fixed his gaze on the tightly closed back window of the kitchen.

Just as Lin Chen had predicted.

Shadow took out a set of exquisite tools from his unassuming travel bag.

His movements were skillful and elegant; it was less like picking a lock and more like creating an art form.

In less than ten seconds, he silently opened the security window that seemed impregnable to the average person.

He listened intently for a moment, and only after confirming that there was no movement inside did he, like a nimble cat, gracefully flip and leap inside.

My feet landed firmly and steadily.

A disdainful sneer curled at the corner of Youying's lips. This was supposed to be a top-tier luxury residence in the heart of the capital? The security system was practically made of paper.

Three hundred million US dollars, that's easy money.

He carefully took out a specially made glass bottle from his bag, which contained a viscous white liquid like milk.

Specially formulated white phosphorus combustion agent.

This stuff has an extremely low ignition point. Once it comes into contact with air, it will spontaneously combust instantly and generate temperatures of thousands of degrees. Moreover, it has extremely strong adhesion; even a tiny bit can burn through a steel plate. Water simply cannot extinguish it.

Simply pour it onto the gas pipe in the kitchen, and before long, a "gas explosion" will occur that no one can detect.

He unscrewed the cap, preparing to pour out the deadly liquid—

"Coming in the middle of the night, aren't you going to use the main entrance?"

A cold, emotionless voice suddenly rang out in the deathly silence of the darkness.

In that instant, every hair on Youying's body stood on end!

He suddenly looked up and followed the sound.

In the deepest shadows of the kitchen, a man sat quietly in a chair.

In the darkness, his face was obscured; all that could be seen was the metallic glint in his hand and his eyes, which shone terrifyingly bright in the darkness!

someone!

The target was lying in wait here!

How is that possible?!

He infiltrated without making a sound, not even disturbing a mouse. How did he discover himself?!

The storm raged in Shadow's heart, but he was, after all, a top assassin who had been through countless battles. After a brief moment of shock, he reacted with lightning speed!

Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist and hurled the bottle of deadly white phosphorus incendiary agent at Lin Chen's seat like a grenade!

At the same time, his other hand had already drawn a silenced pistol from his waist with lightning speed, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Lin Chen's forehead!

He had to deliver the decisive blow before his opponent could react!

However, facing this deadly attack, Lin Chen, sitting in the chair, didn't even move an inch.

His face even carried a hint of cat-and-mouse playfulness.

[God-level meteorological expertise]!

[Amazing Chemistry Knowledge!]

He simply watched the bottle of incendiary agent trace a deadly trajectory through the air, and then gently pressed the inconspicuous button on the remote control in his hand.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

"call--!!!"

In that instant, the old exhaust fans on the kitchen ceiling, like awakened beasts, suddenly turned on in reverse!

Their powerful motors allow them to reach their maximum speed in 0.1 seconds, producing a deafening roar!

An extremely strong, visible localized negative pressure airflow instantly formed a terrifying vortex in the kitchen!

The bottle of incendiary propellant that was flying towards Lin Chen was seemingly grabbed by an invisible hand in mid-air, and its flight trajectory was forcibly reversed by this powerful and unreasonable airflow!

It changed direction at an even faster speed than it had come, and slammed hard into the wall behind the shadow!

"Bang!"

The glass bottle shattered instantly!

Thick, white liquid splattered all over the wall behind the shadow and his back!

"not good!"

Shadow's pupils contracted violently; he tried to dodge, but it was too late!

What terrified him even more was yet to come!

As the exhaust fan spun wildly, the fishing line fixed to the shelf was snapped instantly!

"Splash—"

The bags of flour that Lin Chen had carefully arranged poured down!

In an instant, white dust filled every corner of the room!

Visibility in the air dropped to zero in an instant!

Shadow felt as if he had fallen into a giant flour vat, his mouth and nose filled with the smell of flour, making it difficult to even breathe.

He smelled the increasingly strong, pungent odor of white phosphorus coming into contact with air, and looked at the room full of flammable dust. A word he had learned in the assassin training camp, a word that represented death, exploded in his mind like a thunderclap!

—Dust explosion!

For the first time, a look of "fear" appeared on his face.

He was terrified and tried to turn around and escape the deadly trap.

However, in the darkness, that devilish voice rang out again, pronouncing his death sentence.

"It's too late."

"Click".

A crisp sound, like the metal lighter cap popping open, rang out clearly in the deathly silence.

A tiny, orange-yellow flame quietly ignited amidst the thick white dust.

It was like lighting a fuse in a powder keg.