You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The leather seats creaked under the strain.

The cigar fell onto the trouser leg and burned through the expensive handmade trousers.

He was completely unaware of it.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the zero-profit open-source license on the screen.

That's hundreds of billions of dollars in monopoly profits every year!

Just like that, a Chinese person smashed it to pieces as casually as throwing away trash!

"Find someone! Post a bounty on the dark web!"

The CEO suddenly jumped up from his chair.

His facial features were contorted with extreme greed and panic.

He braced his hands on the conference table, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

"Star Ventures' core data is definitely still in the Geek Lab in Jianghai City!"

"Hire the best mercenaries at all costs!"

"Go and take back the server's physical hard drive. If you can't, blow it up!"

Midnight.

Jianghai City, Xingchen Venture Capital Building, third basement level.

The air was filled with the faint ozone smell unique to liquid-cooled servers.

This is the beating heart of Star Venture Capital.

It is also the core area with the highest level of digital defense in the entire country of China.

"drop--"

A faint, almost imperceptible metallic scraping sound came from the stuffy ventilation duct.

Followed by.

Sixteen strong figures dressed in all-black tactical stealth suits and wearing multi-functional night vision goggles.

Like a group of venomous snakes slithering through the dark night.

Following the exhaust vent, they silently descended into the outer corridor of the underground laboratory.

These people are "Ghost Wolves".

A top-tier mercenary squad that operates year-round in the Middle East and North Africa and is wanted by many European and American countries.

The firearms they carried were equipped with state-of-the-art silencers and armor-piercing rounds.

He carried a C4 high explosive charge, enough to flatten a building, hanging on his chest.

There is no goal in this world that they cannot achieve.

"The external infrared sensors have been switched off."

Over the communications channel, the demolition expert's deliberately hushed English announcements could be heard.

"The security system of these Chinese monkeys is as fragile as a thin sheet of paper."

The team leader scoffed.

Through the night vision goggles, in a green field of vision.

The titanium alloy door leading to the core computer room was just a stone's throw away.

"Within thirty seconds, I want to see all that scrap metal in the server room turn into a pile of ashes."

The captain gave a tactical hand signal.

Several mercenaries immediately spread out in a fan shape, preparing to install directional explosives.

however.

The moment the C4 explosive was attached to the metal door panel.

"Click".

A crisp, mechanical clicking sound, not belonging to them.

The sound suddenly rang out in the deathly silent corridor.

Followed by.

The ceiling above was originally pitch black.

Without warning, a blinding red light appeared.

This is not an ordinary warning light, but a high-intensity tactical strobe blinding light!

"what!"

The two mercenaries, who were facing the light source, suddenly felt a sharp pain in their eyes.

Physiological tears streamed down my face, and all I could see was a blinding white light.

They instinctively raised their arms to shield themselves.

next second.

The originally smooth metal walls on both sides suddenly developed dozens of thin cracks.

"call out--!"

The sharp whistling sound of the high-pressure gas cylinder being ejected.

Each piece of ultra-high strength capture net is woven from carbon fiber and Kevlar.

It came crashing down with tremendous force.

"Enemy attack! Take cover!"

The captain roared at the top of his lungs and rolled over on the spot.

But those capture nets were just too fast.

The four mercenaries hadn't even had a chance to pull the trigger.

They were caught in the large net, and the enormous pulling force dragged them to the ground.

No matter how hard you struggle, the net will only tighten.

It was deeply embedded in their tactical uniforms and flesh.

"Bang!"

The titanium alloy door was not blown open.

Instead, it automatically slides to the sides.

Behind the gate.

They weren't the researchers running around everywhere as they imagined.

Chen Yuan was wearing a simple, pure black casual trench coat.

He had one hand in his trouser pocket.

His tall and imposing figure stood in the shadows inside the doorway.

His deep, cold black eyes calmly surveyed the international mercenaries in the corridor, who looked like lambs to the slaughter.

Beside him.

The eagle was carrying an extended riot control baton.

A bloodthirsty, savage grin spread across Scarface's face.

Behind the eagle stood two rows of fully armed, wolf-like elite core security personnel from the dark web.

This is hardly an unguarded research laboratory.

This is clearly a death trap, armed to the teeth and designed to lure victims in!

"Shoot! Kill him!"

A glint of madness flashed in the captain's eyes as he raised the silenced rifle in his hand.

The finger had just touched the trigger.

Chen Yuan's eyes didn't even flicker.

He simply raised his right hand slightly.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot rang out, but it didn't come from the mercenary.

Instead, it comes from a fully automatic close-in weapon system turret at the top of the corridor.

That is the ultimate physical defense method controlled by the ghost base station system.

A large-caliber rubber riot control bullet, with terrifying kinetic energy exceeding the speed of sound.

It struck the captain's right wrist with perfect accuracy.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of wrist bones breaking.

The rifle flew out of his hand and smashed against the wall.

The captain clutched his limp right hand, collapsing to his knees in pain, his face contorted in agony.

"This...this is impossible..."

He was covered in sweat, looking at the Chinese man in front of him who still hadn't moved an inch.

"How did you know our infiltration route in advance?!"

Chen Yuan strode forward with his long legs.

The leather shoes made a steady, powerful clattering sound as they stepped on the cold floor.

He walked up to the captain who was kneeling on the ground.

Looking down at him from above.

There was no anger in his eyes, only a sorrowful look as if he were regarding ants.

"From the very second you accept a job on the dark web."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and flat.

"Your movements, weapon configurations, and even your employers' bank transfer records."

"It's already lying on my desk."

He turned his head away.

He glanced at the mercenaries next to him, who were bound like dumplings by carbon fiber netting.

"Eagle, clean it up."

The eagle, carrying a steel rod, twisted its neck, making a cracking sound as its joints popped.

"Understood, Mr. Chen."

"I'll make them vomit up everything they know, including how many times they wet the bed as kids."

Chen Yuan ignored the wails behind him.

He turned around and walked back to the core monitoring room.

On the large control panel sat a custom-made black satellite phone without any markings.

He picked up the phone.

Long, slender fingers pressed a string of complex, encrypted numbers on the screen.

The phone was answered after only one ring.

Manhattan, across the ocean.

The CEO of that pharmaceutical giant was pacing anxiously back and forth in his office.

Waiting for the assassination squad's good news.

"Is everything taken care of?"

The CEO eagerly asked into the microphone.

On the other end of the phone, he didn't hear the familiar, gruff voice of the mercenary captain.

Instead, it was a cold, deep voice, conveying a sense of deathly silence that seemed to trample everything underfoot.

"They can't handle it."

Chen Yuan's voice rang clearly in the CEO's ears via transoceanic radio waves.

That oppressive feeling that can make you stop breathing, even from halfway around the world.

It instantly drained all the oxygen from the old man's lungs.

"You...you're Chen Yuan?!"

The CEO stumbled back two steps in alarm, his back slamming heavily against the bookshelf.

I almost dropped the phone in my hand.

"Your lackeys should already be lining up to meet God."

Chen Yuan's gaze fell on a huge surveillance screen on the wall.

On the screen.

Footage hijacked via satellite from the dark web.

The overseas warehousing base of that pharmaceutical giant in Manhattan.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted.

A towering orange-red flame shot into the sky in the darkness.

The warehouses, filled with banned drugs and experimental data, were completely engulfed in flames.

Chen Yuan hung up the phone, looked at the enemy base burning fiercely on the screen, and sneered: "Dare to touch my Starry Sky's territory? Today I'll show you what the ruler of the dark web really looks like."