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

Wen Zhonghai stared wide-eyed through the gas mask.

His eyeballs are practically bulging out of their sockets!

He looked at Lin Chen, who stood unharmed amidst the thick poisonous gas and was even mocking him.

My brain instantly went into a state of malfunction.

"impossible!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Wen Zhonghai ripped off his gas mask and screamed hysterically.

Because he used too much force, the mask strap cut a bloody mark directly onto his face.

He doesn't believe it!

This is the ultimate poison gas that he painstakingly developed and through countless live experiments!

How could it be completely ineffective on a living person?

He even wondered if he was hallucinating.

"What kind of monster are you?!"

Wen Zhonghai panicked completely.

His prized traps and mechanisms were easily bypassed by Lin Chen.

His most lethal trump card, poison gas, was a joke in front of Lin Chen.

That sense of superiority and complete control was shattered by Lin Chen.

Extreme fear and despair instantly overwhelmed Wen Zhonghai's reason.

"I want to die!"

Wen Zhonghai let out a beast-like roar.

He gripped the specially made surgical scalpel tightly and charged towards Lin Chen.

Although he is over sixty years old.

But having stood at the operating table for many years, his hands are very steady, and his explosive power should not be underestimated.

Especially his left-hand reverse grip on the knife, which was extremely cunning and ruthless.

The blade flashed a blindingly cold light under the lamplight, heading straight for Lin Chen's carotid artery!

If Lin Chen's skin is even slightly broken, he will surely die!

however.

In Lin Chen's eyes, Wen Zhonghai's movements were pitifully slow.

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Wen Zhonghai's seemingly fatal slash appeared to Lin Chen as if it were happening in slow motion.

Lin Chen stood still, not moving an inch.

He did not dodge.

He didn't even blink.

Just as the tip of the scalpel was less than three centimeters from his neck.

Lin Chen suddenly raised his right hand.

The index and middle fingers are brought together and extended out like lightning.

"Snapped!"

A slight, crisp sound.

Wen Zhonghai felt his wrist suddenly jerk.

It was like piercing an indestructible steel plate.

He fixed his eyes.

That scalpel, made of high-carbon special steel, capable of easily cutting through even bone.

Lin Chen actually managed to hold it firmly in mid-air using just two fingers!

The blade was only millimeters away from Lin Chen's skin, but it could not go any further.

Wen Zhonghai strained with all his might, his face turning red, trying to pull out the knife.

But Lin Chen's two fingerprints remained unmoved.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Lin Chen looked at Wen Zhonghai with disdain in his eyes.

"Your knife skills are indeed quite crude."

The voice just fell.

Lin Chen suddenly exerted force with his fingers and twisted his wrist slightly.

"Snap!"

A crisp metallic snapping sound echoed in the basement.

That incredibly tough special steel scalpel was actually broken in two by Lin Chen using just two fingers!

The broken blade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

All Wen Zhonghai had left in his hand was a bare knife hilt.

He was completely stunned.

Looking at the knife hilt in my hand, my mind went completely blank.

Can you break special steel with your bare hands?

Is this guy even human?!

Wen Zhonghai was given absolutely no time to react.

Lin Chen slapped him across the face.

"Smack!!!"

The slap landed squarely on Wen Zhonghai's left cheek.

A tremendous force erupted.

Wen Zhonghai's feet instantly left the ground.

He spun around twice in mid-air.

Then, like a tattered sack, it slammed hard onto a glass display case next to it.

"Splash!"

The hard tempered glass was smashed to pieces.

Countless shards of glass, mixed with the pale skeleton in the display case, were scattered all over the floor.

Wen Zhonghai fell heavily into the pile of broken glass.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with seven or eight broken teeth.

His left cheek swelled up rapidly, the skin tearing open.

Even his cheekbone was dented from the slap.

The intense pain caused his whole body to convulse, like a dead fish out of water.

He struggled, grabbing at the broken glass on the ground, trying to get up.

But Lin Chen had already strode up to him.

Lin Chen raised his right foot.

That large foot, clad in a tactical boot, exuded undisguised, ferocious power.

He stomped hard on Wen Zhonghai's chest!

"Snap! Snap!"

Several sickening cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out.

Wen Zhonghai's sternum was broken in three places by his foot.

"ah--!"

Wen Zhonghai let out a painful scream, his face covered in tears and snot.

Lin Chen looked down at him from his high position.

His eyes were so cold they lacked any human emotion.

"You just said this is art?"

Lin Chen pressed down hard on Wen Zhonghai's broken sternum again.

"Your self-righteous high IQ."

"Your proud anatomy."

"The underground fortress you painstakingly built."

"In my eyes, they're not even as good as the trash on the street."

Lin Chen's voice was not loud.

But in the empty basement, it felt like a series of heavy hammer blows, slamming into Wen Zhonghai's heart.

"Don't you like deboning?"

"Don't you enjoy watching other people's desperate struggles?"

"Now, it's your turn."

Wen Zhonghai lay on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

He looked up at the man above him, who resembled a demon god, and felt a sharp pain in his chest.

This moment.

His twisted pride was built upon brutal killing.

Lin Chen utterly crushed him into dust, both physically and mentally.