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

It was 12:35 a.m.

The gale outside the window did not weaken; instead, it became even more violent.

The entire Emerald Isle trembled under this devastating natural disaster, as if it might be wiped off the map at any moment.

On the beach behind the hotel, the waves crashed against the shoreline again and again like angry beasts, creating towering waves several meters high.

"Splash—"

As a pale bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, ten low-slung, all-black military assault boats silently rode the waves and surged ashore.

Fifty fully armed and menacing assault team members jumped off the assault boat.

They were all dressed in black combat uniforms, wearing advanced three-eye panoramic night vision goggles, and carrying assault rifles equipped with silencers and infrared laser designators. They moved silently and with perfect coordination, clearly true elites who had experienced countless life-or-death trials.

Leading the group was an exceptionally burly, bald man with a ferocious deep-sea monster tattooed on his neck. He was none other than the commander of the Dark Moon Organization's operation—"The Siren"!

"Team A, Team B, storm in through the side windows! Team C, Team D, hold the front door! Team E, follow me and breach the gate from the back!"

The siren made a hand gesture and gave the command through her throat microphone in a low, emotionless voice.

Through his night vision goggles, the main building of the resort ahead appeared pitch black and lifeless, like a giant tomb.

Intelligence indicates that the target and hundreds of tourists on the island were all trapped in the main building due to the typhoon.

In his view, these people were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

His task was to eliminate all living things here in the shortest possible time!

Leave no one alive!

"action!"

At his command, dozens of black figures silently surrounded the main building.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull thuds of breaking windows rang out as the twenty members of Team A and Team B vaulted through the floor-to-ceiling windows on either side, landing steadily in the dark lobby on the first floor.

They quickly dispersed into battle formation, the infrared lasers on their gun muzzles scanning back and forth in the dark hall.

However, the hall was empty.

There was only deathly silence.

"Safety."

"Safety."

The team members' low, somber voices could be heard reporting over the communication channel.

The team leader frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

It's too quiet.

It was eerily quiet.

Just then, he caught a strange view through his night vision goggles.

At the top of the staircase leading to the second floor, there seems to be... a figure?

He suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it in that direction.

Then, he saw it clearly.

That was indeed a person.

A man was sitting on the handrail of the second-floor stairs in an extremely lazy and casual manner.

He wasn't wearing any combat uniform, just simple casual clothes.

He didn't have any weapons with him.

In his hand, he was holding a wine glass filled with a blood-red liquid. He was even gently swirling the glass, as if admiring the swirling liquid rather than facing a group of heavily armed top assassins.

What... what's going on here?

All the assault team members who stormed into the hall were stunned.

The first thought that flashed through their minds was not to open fire, but absurdity.

An extreme, surreal sense of absurdity.

Then, they saw the man slowly raise his head.

By the dim light of the night vision goggles, they saw an unbelievably handsome face and a pair of deep, seemingly all-consuming eyes, tinged with amusement and mockery.

Lin Chen looked down at the dozens of "cuties" below, who were like startled birds, and then glanced at the "Scarlet Mary" in his hand, which he had just improvised at the bar in the kitchen using his "God-level Bartending Skill".

Hmm, tomato juice, vodka, a little black pepper and chili flakes, it tastes pretty good.

He downed the crimson liquid in his glass in one gulp, then gave a brilliant yet cruel smile to the commandos below who had all locked their infrared sights onto his forehead.

He raised his other hand, in which was a small remote control that resembled a car key.

He gently pressed the red button above.

"Welcome to Hell."

He said softly.

The moment the words fell!

"boom--!!!!!"

A deep, yet incredibly powerful, explosion suddenly erupted from the center of the hall!

The dust explosion device, meticulously set up by Lin Chen, was detonated instantly!

The blinding, orange-red flames instantly engulfed the entire hall!

It illuminates every corner as bright as day!

The terrifying shockwave slammed into the dozen or so assault team members at the front!

They didn't even have time to scream before their combat suits were instantly ignited, and they were thrown away by the immense force, crashing heavily into walls and pillars, breaking bones and snapping their bones, dying instantly!

However, this is just the beginning!

It is the prelude to a symphony of death!