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

[Scene: Inside the abandoned Warehouse No. 13 at Port No. 3, East District, Jianghai City]

Clang.

The Patek Philippe watch, still warm from the body, slammed onto the rusty metal of the shipping container.

The sapphire crystal on the watch face reflected the dim incandescent light from the warehouse ceiling.

The second hand moved forward one tick, making a soft click.

With that crisp sound, the surrounding air was filled with the smell of the sea and diesel.

It felt as if I had been drained of all my energy in an instant.

The one-eyed leader stared at the expensive watch that had rolled onto the rusty iron.

I paused for half a second.

Then, he let out a burst of maniacal laughter, like a broken bellows.

"Chinese boss, are you out of your mind?"

He roughly pulled the bolt of the M4A1 carbine.

The brass bullet was pushed into the chamber with a crisp mechanical click.

"You think you can buy your whole family's lives with a broken watch?"

"You really think this is a movie shoot? You dare try to pull this bluffing act on me!"

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Chen Yuan's forehead.

The red laser sight was firmly imprinted on the collar of Chen Yuanchun's black shirt.

"While I was eating sand in Syria, you were still typing away in your office!"

The one-eyed leader's rough index finger rested on the trigger.

Apply pressure slightly backward.

"Go see God with that damn confidence!"

boom!

No gunshot was fired.

The trigger is stuck halfway.

Because Chen Yuan disappeared.

The tall figure that was originally standing in the center of the searchlight beam.

It transformed into a black lightning bolt that tore through the darkness.

The speed was so fast that it defied the common sense of human biomechanics.

The killing spree of the suit-wearing thugs was completely unleashed in this instant.

Without using any forces from the dark web, it was purely and utterly overwhelming with physical martial arts.

The first second.

Only a faint afterimage remained on the retina in front of the one-eyed leader's eyes.

A biting cold wind, carrying the clean scent of soap, forcefully dispersed the strong smell of gun oil.

A large, well-defined hand precisely gripped the scalding hot gun barrel from the side.

The wrist suddenly snapped upwards.

"Snap!"

The ear-piercing sound of bones cracking echoed through the empty warehouse.

The one-eyed leader's right index finger, along with his wrist joint, was snapped in the opposite direction by an overwhelming force.

The stark white bone fragments pierced directly through the wheat-colored skin.

Blood gushed out.

The scream hadn't even escaped his throat yet.

Chen Yuan's left knee, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, slammed heavily onto his sternum.

The dull thuds of ribs cracking echoed throughout.

The burly man, weighing over 200 pounds, looked like a leaky, tattered sack.

Both feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

It slammed hard into the steel shipping container behind it, creating a huge, human-shaped dent.

The second second.

The remaining twelve international mercenaries finally realized what was happening.

"Enemy attack! Open fire!"

The deputy roared hoarsely, raising the heavy machine gun to fire.

Chen Yuan did not give them any chance to lock onto their target.

The black shirt created a cold, hard arc in the air.

He lowered his head, turned to the side, and slid down.

His footwork was precise, positioning him precisely in the blind spots of all the gun barrels.

His right hand transformed into a blade, slashing viciously at a mercenary's throat cartilage.

"Crack!"

The Adam's apple was shattered.

The man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply into the muddy water.

Chen Yuan seized the military dagger from his hand.

The blade does not face outwards; instead, the steel awl on the hilt serves as the weapon.

boom! boom! boom!

Each swing was accompanied by a sickeningly loud cracking sound of bones breaking.

Remove the mandible.

He broke the scapula.

He kicked and shattered the kneecap.

He was like a harvester, operating with perfect precision but without any emotion.

Weaving through the crowd.

Wherever it went, there was the crisp sound of bones breaking.

The third second.

The last mercenary's hand trembled as he tried to pull out the grenade from his waist.

Chen Yuan's long legs swept out with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

The hard sole of the custom-made leather shoes struck the man squarely on the side of his face.

Blood was mixed with several back molars.

It drew a tragic parabola in mid-air.

The man bumped his head into a rusty iron bucket next to him.

The metal barrel tumbled and made a piercing noise.

The man slid to the ground and lost consciousness completely.

Three seconds.

The second hand ticked exactly three times on the watch, which was mounted on a metal plate.

The warehouse contained the Hyena mercenary group, known as the "Hyena Mercenary Group," which was said to be a headache for special forces from many countries around the world.

At this moment, they had all turned into a pile of rotten flesh that reeked of blood.

They lay sprawled out in a dark corner.

No one was still standing.

No one was able to fire a second shot.

The empty warehouse fell silent once more.

Only the broken body twitched on the concrete floor, emitting hoarse, gasping breaths.

Thick blood flowed down the cracks in the ground and into the iron bars of the sewer.

It smelled of rust and gave off a nauseating metallic odor.

The sea breeze seeped in through the gaps in the rusty roller shutter door.

It dispersed the dust in the air.

Chen Yuan stood in the center of the mess.

The pure black haute couture shirt was without a single wrinkle.

He lowered his eyes slightly.

He stared coldly at the pile of mud at his feet.

His breathing was steady and long, as if he had just trimmed a few weeds in the backyard.

He took long strides.

Leather shoes stepped on the cement ground mixed with blood and mud.

It made a dull "thud" sound.

They walked step by step toward the one-eyed leader who was still barely clinging to life.

A large section of the one-eyed leader's chest had caved in.

With each breath, a large amount of bloody foam gushed from his mouth.

His only remaining left eye was filled with horror and fear.

He stared intently at the man who was walking towards him.

It was like looking at a living deity who had crawled out of the deepest hell.

These are nothing like the weak, money-grubbing capitalists in China.

This is clearly the physical ceiling of individual combat capability!

I should have known this iron plate was so hard.

Even if you gave them a trillion dollars, they would never dare to set foot in Jianghai City!

The one-eyed leader trembled with his intact left hand.

He rummaged through the muddy pockets.

He pulled out a miniature communicator with a red button.

Just press this key.

The receiving ships anchored on the high seas would immediately launch micro-missiles to flatten the port.

He wanted to drag this demon down to hell with him.

My fingers touched the cold buttons.

Just ready to prepare my strength.

"Click."

A gleaming, custom-made leather shoe stepped mercilessly on his left hand.

The hard texture of the sole, along with the communicator and the bones on the back of his hand.

They were all crushed together on the rough cement ground.

Chen Yuan exerted a slight force with his toes.

The communicator's plastic casing shattered instantly.

The chips inside were shattered into a pile of waste.

Accompanied by the sound of hand bones shattering.

The one-eyed leader didn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

He could only open his mouth wide, and a "gurgling" sound of blood bubbles bursting came from his throat.

"squeak--!"

A screeching sound of brakes suddenly rang out outside the warehouse.

Three black bulletproof SUVs crashed through the barbed wire fence surrounding the port.

They stormed straight to the roller shutter door.

The car door opened.

Eagle was accompanied by dozens of fully armed bodyguards in black.

They rushed into the warehouse as if facing a formidable enemy.

They held weapons in their hands, and the powerful beams of their tactical flashlights instantly illuminated the entire warehouse as if it were daytime.

"Mr. Chen!"

The eagle roared, preparing to fight.

But when he saw the scene inside the warehouse...

His forward-moving steps were abruptly frozen in place.

The bodyguards behind him were all dumbfounded.

The gun barrel was hanging in mid-air; he forgot to put it down.

They rushed as fast as they could, running more than a dozen red lights along the way.

They were afraid that this big boss would suffer at the hands of the mercenaries.

result.

The ground was littered with severely disabled people with broken bones and legs.

Piled up in the corner, it looked like a small mountain made of human bodies.

The stench of blood in the air was so strong it was nauseating.

And the person they wanted to protect was Mr. Chen.

He stood unharmed before that "mountain of flesh".

Chen Yuan did not turn around to look at his men who rushed in.

He pulled his leather shoes back from the broken communicator.

He slowly and deliberately took out a pure white silk handkerchief from the pocket of his suit trousers.

The fingers, with their distinct knuckles, moved deftly through the white silk.

He kept his head down.

He carefully wiped the dust off his right finger bones, which had picked up from when he touched the mercenary's clothes.

It was wiped clean.

Not a speck of dirt was left.

These hands will be used later to wash vegetables for his wife and chop the South American spices that were just flown in from South America.

We absolutely cannot bring the sour smell of this garbage from outside.

Chen Yuan stomped on the kidnapper leader's communicator, took out a pure white silk handkerchief to wipe his finger bones, and coldly ordered the approaching Eagle: "No need to call the police, perform a physical ritual, pack it up and sink it in international waters."