The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

He knew that the door wouldn't last much longer.

It is estimated that the police will take more than ten minutes to arrive, and there may be "unexpected" incidents along the way.

Now Norman can only play the role of Lin Mu in providing rescue.

"Boom-boom!!!"

A piercing whistling sound descended from the sky, followed by a violent explosion in the center of the manor courtyard.

An orange-red fireball soared into the air, and the violent shockwave sent nearby mercenaries flying, crashing into the stone pillars of the corridor, the crisp sound of bones shattering clearly audible.

The mercenaries, who were preparing for their final charge, were completely thrown into disarray by this sudden attack.

"What's going on?!"

A mercenary who seemed to be the leader suddenly looked up, his night-vision goggles reflecting the chaotic firelight.

"An aerial target! It's the Green Goblin skateboard mentioned in the intelligence!"

His voice trembled as he pointed to the pale blue streak of light in the night sky.

The sniper had just raised his rifle and hadn't even had a chance to aim when two alloy throwing knives flew through the air and accurately pierced his and the spotter's foreheads.

Lin Mu maneuvered his skateboard, turning in mid-air and skimming low over the ground, the corpse and its equipment vanishing in an instant.

Then it flew at low altitude, skimming over the forest.

In the blink of an eye, they reappeared above the manor.

"Fire! Shoot him down!"

The mercenaries below turned their guns around, and bullets spun into a blazing net, engulfing Lin Mu.

Lin Mu rode the Green Demon skateboard, his body leaning slightly forward, like a swooping falcon.

Using his spider-like senses, he predicted the trajectory of bullets in advance and maneuvered his skateboard to suddenly sink in an unpredictable arc, perfectly avoiding most of the bullets.

The few stray bullets that struck the Emperor's Armor were easily deflected, leaving only slight white marks on the surface.

"Om-"

The missile pods at the bottom of the skateboard opened with a snap, and the remaining three micro missiles shot out like silver snakes, hurtling towards the area where the mercenaries were most concentrated.

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

Explosions rang out one after another, and flames and shrapnel instantly devoured more than a dozen lives, with screams echoing everywhere.

"Take cover! Use the rocket launchers!"

The mercenary leader shouted at the top of his lungs.

The remaining mercenaries hurriedly hid in the building's bunker, one of them carrying a rocket launcher and locking onto Lin Mu, who was moving at high speed through the air.

A sharp alarm sounded from his spider senses. Lin Mu's eyes narrowed, and as his skateboard spun rapidly in mid-air, the vibranium spear appeared in his hand.

He exerted force with his arm and threw it out violently.

The vibranium spear transformed into a silver streak, instantly piercing the rocket launcher operator's chest and pinning him to the ground!

The mercenary froze, the rocket launcher in his hand clattering to the ground, blood gushing down the spear and dripping onto the charred gravel.

"Fuck Fuck!"

The mercenary leader was horrified at the sight, but still gritted his teeth and lunged at the falling rocket launcher.

Seeing his movements, Lin Mu controlled the Green Goblin skateboard to a sudden stop in mid-air, then leaped down and delivered a fierce knight's flying kick, slamming him into the ground.

"Crack!"

The immense impact slammed the other person into the concrete, shattering their bones and causing them to explode on the spot, splattering blood everywhere.

Lin Mu landed, leaving a small crater in the ground. His body was covered in splattered blood, but he didn't bother to clean it up. He shot out a spider silk thread, which stuck to the end of his spear. With a pull, he brought the spear back to his hand and then used it to knock away a stunned mercenary.

He then turned his body to dodge the incoming bullets, and at the same time twisted the spear handle, causing a purple energy beam to burst from the tip, directly blasting the person who fired the shot into pieces.

Lin Mu charged into the room like a tiger among sheep, his figure flashing swiftly, his spear moving like a dragon.

Every thrust and every sweep was precise and deadly; mercenaries were often killed the moment they showed their faces.

A mercenary hiding upstairs pulled the pin on a grenade, silently counted to two, and threw it.

As soon as the grenade left his hand, Lin Mu sensed it and flicked his finger to shoot out a spider silk, accurately deflecting the grenade back and sticking it to the wall next to the opponent.

"Fake!"

Seeing the grenade so close at hand, the mercenary turned pale with fright and just had the thought of running away.

With a deafening roar, the explosion engulfed him in flames.

In less than ten seconds, Lin Mu had completely eliminated the mercenaries in the room.

The remaining nine mercenaries cautiously surrounded them, some preparing to throw grenades to clear a path.

Lin Mu connected to the Green Devil skateboard's camera through the Emperor Armor interface, remotely controlling the skateboard to adjust its angle and activate the shooting mode.

5000 rounds of miniature machine gun bullets rained down like a storm, instantly mowing down seven people.

The two survivors, being some distance away, had a little more time to react and narrowly escaped by hiding behind a stone pillar.

Lin Mu was in the room, remotely controlling the Green Demon skateboard to pop out a sharp blade from the bottom. With Lin Mu's gesture, it drew an arc like flying on a sword, bypassed the stone pillar, and accurately pierced the bodies of the two people.

After confirming that there was no further threat, Lin Mu arrived at the door of the safety room, which had been severely deformed by the explosion.

"Norman, it's me, Lin Mu. We're safe now."

He knocked on the twisted metal door, his voice deep and reliable through his mask.

There was a moment of silence inside the door, followed by a series of difficult unlocking sounds.

The badly deformed door was pulled open a crack, revealing Norman Osborn's face, still shaken but trying to appear calm.

When he saw the imperial armor standing outside the door amidst the smoke and fire, resembling a god of war, his eyes flashed with undisguised shock and relief.

"Cough cough... You came just in time, Lin... I thought this was really the end for me."

Norman, panting heavily, tried to open the door, only to find it jammed.

"Back off."

Lin Mu spoke up to remind him.

Norman and Harry hid in a safe corner.

Lin Mu lowered his waist and clenched his fist. The energy patterns on the joints of the Emperor Armor suddenly lit up, and he slammed a heavy punch into the door.

"boom--!"

The metal gate flew inward as if hit by a cannonball, crashing to the ground with a deafening thud.

Norman, supported by Harry, walked out, his gaze sweeping over the horrific scene and corpses scattered throughout the manor, his face so grim it was almost dripping with water.

“Slocum has already made his move.”

Lin Mu calmly asked, "What do you plan to do?"

A glint of madness flashed in Norman's eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "Since they broke the rules first, I'll fight them to the bitter end!"

He turned to Lin Mu, his tone resolute: "The technology exhibition will proceed as scheduled! I want them to see firsthand how Osborn Industries' products crush their junk! After that... I will personally send them to hell."

"Father……"

(Qian Hao Zhao)

Harry looked at his father's ferocious face, his voice trembling slightly.

In his memory, Norman had always maintained a gentlemanly image, and even when the father-son relationship was tense, he had never shown such a frightening side.

However, the thought that he and his father almost died at the hands of these people made him feel relieved.

At the same time, he was very curious about who this person wearing armor was.

One person wiped out an entire mercenary army, that's awesome!

[Ding! You have encountered the lucky figure Harry Osborn, triggering the side quest: Vengeance.]

[Mission Requirements: Take revenge immediately; ensure Slocum never sees the sun rise again.]

[Task Reward: Randomly selected.]

Upon noticing the system notification, Lin Mu, who also had such plans, said calmly, "These things are better done sooner rather than later."

“Slocum may send more people over. Tell me his address, and I’ll deal with him now to avoid any unforeseen complications.”

Norman thought for a moment and found it reasonable, so he told him everything he already knew about Slocum's hiding place.

He originally planned to observe the other party's reaction after the technology exhibition before making a decision.

It now appears to be a fight to the death.

"Wait for my good news."

After saying this, Lin Mu stepped back onto the Green Devil skateboard.

The engine roared low, and its dark blue exhaust flames once again pierced the night, carrying his figure into the thick darkness before disappearing into the horizon.

Chapter 50: Golden Eyes

Based on the intelligence provided by Norman, Lin Mu rode the Green Demon skateboard like a shadow, silently gliding across the sky on the edge of the city, and finally hovering above a dimly lit but heavily guarded lakeside villa.

Looking down from above, the villa resembles a modern fortress.

The high walls are covered with electric fences, and patrolling bodyguards lead wolfhounds through the courtyard. Infrared cameras slowly rotate, blocking almost every angle.

A strong attack wouldn't be difficult for Lin Mu, but if he exposed the Green Goblin Skateboard and the Emperor Armor, then he wouldn't need to participate in the technology exhibition.

With a slight thought, the Green Devil skateboard silently landed in a shadowy spot.

The Emperor Armor and the Green Goblin Skateboard were instantly reclaimed into the system space.

Lin Mu quickly formed hand seals.

With a soft "bang," a wisp of smoke drifted by, and a black cat with glossy black fur appeared on the spot.

Only the gleam in their pupils, flowing in the night, revealed a spirituality far beyond that of ordinary animals.

It leaped lightly from the branch, its paws stomping across the grass without making a sound.

Using the cover of bushes and landscaping, the black cat, like a moving shadow, precisely avoids patrol routes and camera views.

Before long, it found a hidden ventilation duct entrance, where the screws on the fence were already rusted and loose.

Lin Mu took out the Heaven-Slaying Sword, slashed open the fence, and silently slipped inside. In the intricate network of metal pipes, relying on his extraordinary sense of direction, he stealthily made his way straight towards the master bedroom.

Slocum’s study/bedroom was brightly lit.

The gray-haired military leader, his brows etched with gloom and weariness, was gripping the phone anxiously, growling into the receiver.

"Why is there no news yet?"

"What? He's missing! How's Norman doing?"

"waste."

"Damn it, what kind of work are you guys doing?"

He gulped down the remaining wine in his glass, but the alcohol did not quell his anger; instead, it fueled the anxiety and fear in his chest.

Clearly, the news that his two elite mercenary squads had been wiped out made Slocum very uneasy.

The police have now intervened in the 837 investigation, and he must handle the aftermath.

Otherwise, if he were caught red-handed and taken to a military court, not only would his future be ruined, but he might also spend his later years in prison.

The agitated General Slocum did not notice that the ventilation vent's grille was silently pushed open by a cat's paw and vanished in an instant.

The black cat leaped down, landing lightly as a feather, and hid in the shadow cast by the velvet curtains.

It crouched down, its amber cat eyes calmly watching the old man trapped in a desperate struggle.

Slocum slammed down the phone, rubbed his throbbing temples, and staggered toward the liquor cabinet, trying to pour himself another shot of hard liquor.

Just as he turned around, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of an incongruous shadow beneath the curtains.

"Where did this dirty cat come from?"

He frowned in disgust, not really alert, but just feeling unlucky.