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

Night fell, as dark as ink, enveloping the entire capital city.

The office of the Major Crimes Unit was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like water could drip from it.

Li Mingyu held a top-secret file that had just been sent from Interpol, his face extremely grim.

"Brother Lin, this is a huge problem!"

He slammed the file on the table, his voice trembling slightly.

"That madman Chu Tianxing hired 'executioners'! These people aren't the small fry we encountered before!"

The first page of the file contains information on the "Executioners" squad.

A mercenary group composed of top retired special forces soldiers, former intelligence agents, and internationally wanted criminals from around the world.

Every member of their group has blood on their hands and is proficient in various killing techniques, demolitions, infiltration, and counter-surveillance methods.

They once directly confronted the regular army of a country in the Middle East, and even successfully assassinated the warlord leader of an African country.

They are a group of war machines walking among humans, willing to disregard all laws and morals for money!

"Letting such a team into the capital would have unimaginable consequences!"

Li Mingyu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"We must report this immediately and activate the highest-level counter-terrorism plan, setting up a tight net at the airport, train station, and all entrances to Beijing. We must not allow them to set foot in the capital!"

"It's too late."

Lin Chen sat in the chair, toying with an exquisite lighter in his hand, his tone calm and undisturbed.

"Given the capabilities and channels of the 'Executioners,' they wouldn't take the conventional route to infiltrate. Deploying defenses now would only alert them, causing them to break up and become even more difficult to deal with."

"Then... what should we do?!"

Li Mingyu was completely at a loss.

"We can't just stand by and watch them walk in, can we? Ordinary police officers would be no different from throwing their lives away in front of them!"

This is exactly what Lin Chen was considering.

To deal with international killers of this caliber, conventional police would only cause unnecessary casualties.

He had to get involved himself.

Using the methods they know best, they will wipe out this bunch of self-righteous war hyenas in one fell swoop!

"Don't worry, they can't get in."

A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips.

"Because their 'guides' will personally lead them into the slaughterhouse I have prepared."

"A guide?"

Li Mingyu was taken aback.

Lin Chen didn't explain, but simply took out a small patch from his pocket that looked like a transparent band-aid and shimmered with a faint blue light.

Holographic camouflage patch!

A black technology tool produced by the system, capable of deceiving all high-tech detection methods in the world!

"Li Mingyu, prepare a completely soundproof room for me. Also, get me the largest and most extravagant mink coat and a bulletproof jeep."

Lin Chen gave the instructions.

Although he didn't know what Lin Chen was going to do, Li Mingyu immediately nodded and went to do it.

Soon, in an empty interrogation room.

Lin Chen attached the [holographic disguise patch] to his temple.

"Buzz—!"

Several god-level skills activated simultaneously in his mind!

[God-level Disguise Technique]!

[Skeleton Fine-tuning]!

[God-level micro-expression control]!

[God-level language proficiency]!

With a faint light that was barely perceptible to the naked eye, a "metamorphosis" that could be described as a miracle began!

Lin Chen's handsome face, which was enough to make any woman scream, began to change rapidly in a way that defied the laws of physics.

His facial features became rugged, his cheekbones rose, his nose bridge collapsed, and a thick, messy beard grew on his chin.

His once upright figure rapidly "expanded" like an inflating balloon. His shoulders broadened, his muscles bulged, and an exaggerated beer belly protruded from his abdomen.

Even his height increased by more than ten centimeters amidst a series of crackling sounds as his bones adjusted, making him appear taller and more robust!

Just over ten seconds later, the person standing in front of the mirror was no longer the handsome and dashing Lin Chen.

Instead, he was a burly Russian man in his fifties, over 1.9 meters tall, with a face full of scars, fierce eyes, and a hideous scar above his left eye!

This is the contact person designated in Chu Tianxing's bounty order, an arms dealer with extremely high reputation on the dark web, yet incredibly mysterious—"Ivan"!

Of course, the real Ivan is probably still drinking vodka in some snow cave in Siberia right now.

His identity had already been "stolen" silently by Lin Chen using his "god-level hacking skills" at the level of the dark web database.

"Ahem...Да, это я (Yes, it's me)."

Lin Chen cleared his throat and spoke in heavily accented Russian English, even more authentic than that of a Muscovitician.

He looked in the mirror and revealed a greedy and cruel smile. His fierce demeanor blended perfectly with his current appearance, creating an uncanny and seamless effect!

When Li Mingyu pushed the door open and saw the large Russian man who had suddenly appeared in the room, exuding a strong aura of menace, he was so frightened that he almost drew his gun on the spot!

"Lin...Brother Lin?!"

He tentatively called out, his voice trembling.

"Call me Boss Ivan."

Lin Chen, no, the current "Ivan," grinned, revealing a set of large, yellowed teeth stained by tobacco and alcohol, and stepped forward, patting Li Mingyu's shoulder heavily with his large, fan-like hand.

"Bang!"

The terrifying force caused Li Mingyu to stagger, feeling as if his shoulder blade was about to shatter.

"Fuck...it really is you, Brother Lin!"

Li Mingyu winced in pain, looking at the completely unfamiliar "monster" in front of him, feeling that his worldview had been refreshed once again.

Is this some kind of disguise technique?

This must be magic!

Lin Chen changed into that flamboyant mink coat, put a thick cigar in his mouth, and stood there looking exactly like a lawless arms dealer who had stepped out of a Hollywood gangster movie.

He picked up a specially encrypted satellite phone and dialed a number.

The call connected, and a hoarse, cold, and emotionless voice came from the other end.

"Ivan?"

"It's me, my friend 'Poison Wolf'."

Lin Chen spoke with a loud laugh, using Ivan's voice.

"Congratulations, you've landed a huge deal. A billion dollars, wow, that's enough for you to buy a small island in Hawaii and live comfortably for the rest of your lives."

The "Poison Wolf" on the other end of the phone was the captain of the "Executioner" squad, a top mercenary known for his ruthlessness and suspicion.

"Enough talk. We're already in the country. What about the weapons and intelligence?"

"Don't worry, my friend. The capital isn't like those godforsaken places you've been to before. The police here are much more troublesome than you imagine."

Lin Chen deliberately spoke in a flippant tone.

"Hmph, just a flock of sheep."

The wolf's voice was full of disdain.

"Alright, alright, since you're so confident."

Lin Chen shrugged.

"Tonight at midnight, in the northern suburbs, at Abandoned Steel Plant No. 3. I will prepare everything you need. Remember, bring plenty of cash; my rule, Ivan, is never to extend credit."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chen exhaled a thick cigar smoke ring, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes, which were disguised as cloudy.

"sheep?"

"I hope you arrogant, stupid wolves won't get your bones crushed by the iron hooves of sheep."

He swaggered out of the interrogation room, leaving behind only a completely petrified, brain-dead Li Mingyu.

An ultimate fishing operation, a double-cross of top assassins, has officially begun.