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

"Bang!"

The one-way glass of the second-floor private room was smashed by the Smiling Buddha's punch, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

If he still can't see that Lin Chen is deliberately causing trouble, then all his decades in the underworld have been for nothing.

First, he publicly exposed the first item as a 3D-printed fake, trampling the reputation of the Poseidon. Then, he precisely bid at the bottom line of 3 billion, and then publicly pointed out the deadly poison "Qianji" on the bronze sword.

This series of moves not only caused all the wealthy people present to completely lose trust in the Dragon Seeking Society, but also directly cut off the Smiling Buddha's path to recouping his funds!

"You're asking for it! Since you fucking don't want to live anymore, I'll grant your wish today!"

The Smiling Buddha completely lost his temper. He turned around abruptly and slammed his hand on the red button on the control panel.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull creak of mechanical gears meshing echoed from the walls surrounding the banquet hall. Immediately afterward, four heavy metal partition doors, each twenty centimeters thick, slammed shut, completely sealing off the entire banquet hall!

The once magnificent auction house was instantly transformed into an airtight steel cage.

Before the guests in the audience could even react to what had happened...

The hidden doors around the hall were kicked open at the same time!

"Don't move!"

"All of you, get down on your knees! Hands behind your heads!"

More than forty fully armed mercenaries, wearing black tactical vests and skull masks, and carrying identical German-made MP5 submachine guns, rushed in like wolves.

The dark muzzle of the gun was mercilessly pointed at everyone present.

"ah!!!"

A scream instantly pierced the air in the banquet hall.

Those usually arrogant and domineering multinational conglomerates, coal bosses, and underworld leaders were now terrified. Some collapsed to their knees, while others wet themselves on the spot, filling the air with a foul stench.

A self-important representative of a foreign conglomerate, trembling, pulled a checkbook from his pocket and shouted, "Don't shoot! I'm a representative of the Morgan Group! I'll write you whatever amount you want, just don't kill me!"

"Bang!"

The mercenary closest to him swung his rifle butt and smashed it hard into the man's face. The tycoon's nose shattered instantly, and he collapsed to the ground, his face covered in blood, screaming in agony.

"Shut the hell up, all of you!"

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the second-floor private room slowly rose, revealing a smiling Buddha holding a gilded Desert Eagle, his face contorted as he looked down at the scene below.

He has completely torn off his mask of hypocrisy.

"Since this boss is so disrespectful and has ruined my business, then today, none of you will leave this ship alive!" The Smiling Buddha's voice echoed through the loudspeaker, filled with a crazed murderous intent. "After I've slaughtered you all, your money will still be mine!"

All the tycoons on the field were plunged into despair.

In the face of this group of heavily armed desperados, these so-called wealthy people were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

However, amidst the chaos and panic, two people stood out as out of place.

Ye Qingcheng sat quietly in her chair, without even changing her posture. Her stunningly beautiful face showed no panic, only a cold gaze sweeping over the mercenaries.

Because she knew that as long as the man beside her was there, even if the sky fell, it wouldn't hit a single hair on her head.

Lin Chen sighed and slowly stood up.

[Intermediate Body Protection Vest (Passive) activated!]

[God-level Danger Sense Activated!]

In his line of sight, the forty-odd mercenaries, armed with guns, emanated a deep red aura of sin. In Lin Chen's eyes, they were already a group of dead men.

"I was planning to play with you a little longer, to see what other tricks you old dog could come up with," Lin Chen said calmly, his hands in his pockets.

"Unfortunately, you're too impatient."

As Lin Chen spoke, he raised his hand and pressed it against the seam of his mask on his cheek.

With a "hissing" sound.

He casually ripped off the human skin mask that disguised him as a wealthy Southeast Asian businessman and threw it on the ground.

A handsome, cold face was exposed to the air.

The moment the smiling Buddha on the second floor saw this face, his pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

"It's you! Lin Chen, the special advisor to the Beijing police!"

The Smiling Buddha's voice trembled, filled with barely concealed fear. How could someone in the underworld not have heard of Lin Chen? That monster who single-handedly took down countless underground forces, a monster even bullets couldn't kill!

"Fire! Fire now! Kill him!" Smiling Buddha roared hysterically, frantically pulling the trigger of his Desert Eagle.

"Bang bang bang!"

The instant the gunshot rang out.

Lin Chen's wrist twitched.

He threw two tiny EMP (electromagnetic pulse) generators, each only the size of a walnut, at the main control distribution boxes on either side of the banquet hall!

"Sizzle—"

A piercing, high-frequency electrical crackling sound rang out.

The miniature EMP released a powerful electromagnetic pulse, instantly destroying all electronic equipment in the banquet hall.

The surveillance camera exploded with sparks and became completely disabled.

The huge crystal chandelier overhead, and all the surrounding lighting fixtures, flickered for half a second before simultaneously going out!

The entire banquet hall was plunged into darkness in an instant!