14: Chapter 14 The Secretary Who Stumbled Upon "Good Things"

The man with the tattooed arm sneered, "Yo, pretty boy, trying to play the hero?"

Lin Yuan didn't waste words.

He exerted force through his right leg.

In two steps.

Lin Yuan crashed directly into the tattooed man's defensive perimeter.

He reached out his right hand and clamped onto the tattooed man's right wrist, which was gripping a baseball bat.

His fingers tightened.

He gave it a violent twist.

Snap!

The crisp sound of bone shattering was exceptionally clear in the night wind.

The tattooed man's right arm twisted into a gruesome angle.

The baseball bat fell to the ground.

Lin Yuan didn't even look at his twisted, distorted features; he grabbed the collar of the man's flashy short-sleeved shirt with his left hand and lifted him up with a single arm.

The burly man, weighing nearly two hundred jin, had his feet lifted off the ground.

Lin Yuan tossed him aside effortlessly.

This massive body turned into a human missile, crashing into the crowd behind him and instantly knocking over three thugs who had just raised their steel pipes.

[Ding! Target Wang Ya (Beauty 88), Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 2%.]

[Ding! Target Qin Yumo (Beauty 85), Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 9%.]

Ignoring the notifications in his mind, Lin Yuan charged straight into the crowd.

He integrated the force-generation techniques he had just learned that afternoon into actual combat.

His movements were slightly stiff.

To avoid unnecessary attention, he tried his best not to use the lethal techniques he had mastered in the apocalypse.

He swung his left arm, brutally slamming it into the chin of a blond-haired thug.

Several teeth stained with blood sprayed out, and the blond thug didn't even grunt before collapsing to the ground, unconscious.

He followed up with a side kick.

The sole of his sneaker imprinted onto a fat man's chest.

The fat man, along with his steel pipe, slid four or five meters across the ground, crashing into the door of a minivan.

A skinny man who had been playing dead seized the moment when Lin Yuan turned around, suddenly springing up from the ground with a machete in his hand, slashing toward Lin Yuan's back.

"Die, you bastard!"

The hairs on the back of Lin Yuan's neck stood up instantly.

The combat intuition honed in the apocalypse, combined with his Mental Energy of 21 points, allowed him to clearly track the trajectory and landing point of the blade.

It would be easy to dodge this weak slash, but it would let the person in front of him escape his attack range.

So, he wouldn't dodge.

He would use this opportunity to test the defensive limits of this body.

He had lost count of how many times he had been stabbed in the apocalypse.

An attack of this strength posed no fatal threat.

He tightened his muscles and simultaneously slammed his right fist into the face of the thug in front of him.

Rip—

Fabric tore.

The machete struck Lin Yuan's back.

There was no expected scene of torn skin and flesh.

The blade felt as if it had struck a layer of cowhide, leaving only a bloodstain.

The massive recoil nearly made the blond man drop the machete.

The savage grin on the skinny man's face froze.

What the hell... is he even human?!

Lin Yuan threw a backhanded elbow strike, slamming it heavily into the skinny man's temple.

The skinny man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply.

Behind him, the sound of Qin Yumo gasping in shock could be heard.

This "Valkyrie" had seen the process of Lin Yuan being ambushed.

She no longer hesitated and charged into the fray with large strides.

Her movements were sharp and decisive.

A whip kick to the head, a knee strike to the abdomen.

Combined with Lin Yuan's unreasonable absolute strength, the battle ended within a minute.

Over a dozen thugs lay on the ground, wailing.

The tattooed man clutched his broken arm, cold sweat streaming down his face.

"Get lost."

Lin Yuan spat out the word.

The thugs scrambled to their feet, piled into the minivan, broke the residential area's security gate, and fled in panic.

Lin Yuan reached back and touched his back; his fingertips were stained with blood.

He flicked the blood droplets off his hand and curled his lips in self-mockery.

If he had been facing even the lowest-tier F-rank Mutant from the apocalypse, that slash would have been enough to severely injure him.

He needed to accelerate his training progress and acquire more attribute points simultaneously.

Just as the crisis was resolved, a figure emerged from the holly bushes behind the green belt.

Li Hongda.

He had been hiding in the back the whole time.

This group of thugs was called by him after he had suffered a defeat.

His original intention was for the tattooed man to come and take the money in Wang Ya's hands, and by the way, teach that meddlesome woman, Qin Yumo, a lesson.

He hadn't expected some man to pop up out of nowhere, bored out of his mind.

In the eyes of a gambler looking to make a comeback, all of these people were obstacles preventing him from recouping his losses.

"You two idiots! Who told you to meddle in other people's business!"

Li Hongda's eyes were bloodshot, and spit flew everywhere.

"You drove them away, they will definitely kill me tomorrow! You are trying to get my whole family killed!"

Qin Yumo clenched her fists in anger.

She had seen shameless people before, but she had never seen anyone this shameless.

Wang Ya was also full of disbelief, tears sliding silently down her cheeks.

"Have you lost your mind? They saved me!"

"Shut up! You jinx!"

Disregarding their marital bond, Li Hongda walked over, grabbed Wang Ya by her hair, and dragged her forcefully.

"Let's go! You must go keep Brother Long company tonight, or I'm a dead man!"

Wang Ya screamed in pain, struggling desperately.

Lin Yuan had no interest in listening to such trashy nonsense.

He raised his right leg and delivered a straight kick to Li Hongda's chest.

"Bang!"

Li Hongda's voice came to an abrupt halt.

His entire body flew backward four or five meters, diving headfirst into a recycling bin by the side of the residential road.

The bin tipped over, covering him in leftover food and vegetable scraps.

He curled up on the ground, clutching his chest, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

Lin Yuan retracted his leg, not even glancing at the human-shaped object in the trash pile.

He turned his head and stared at Wang Ya, who was still shaken and sitting on the ground.

"The antibiotics, I want them."

Wang Ya was stunned.

She clutched her scalp where it had been pulled and looked up at this man who was like a god of war.

"Tomorrow morning, come find me at 1201 alone."

After saying this, Lin Yuan turned and walked toward the entrance of Building 3.

Qin Yumo glared fiercely at Li Hongda in the trash pile and hurried to follow Lin Yuan's footsteps.

Wang Ya was left sitting in place, watching Lin Yuan's tall, upright back, clutching the canvas bag in her hands tightly.

Rose Garden Residential Area, Building 3, Room 1201.

This was a luxuriously decorated flat.

Su Xiaonuan was indeed reliable in her work.

Lin Yuan walked into the living room, took off the black casual shirt that had been slashed, and threw it on the sofa.

His lean, strong upper body was exposed to the air.

The blood-red gash on his back, about a dozen centimeters long, was still oozing blood droplets.

Qin Yumo came in with a first-aid kit from her home after knocking.

"Sit still."

Her tone was stiff, but her movements were very gentle.

Lin Yuan sat on the edge of the sofa, his back to her.

Qin Yumo unscrewed the cap of the iodine bottle and dipped a cotton swab into the liquid.

"Bear with it."

Lin Yuan didn't even frown.

He had suffered injuries a hundred times worse in his previous life; this bit of pain felt like a mosquito bite to him.

The room was very quiet.

There was only the faint sound of the cotton swab rubbing against his skin.

Qin Yumo stood behind Lin Yuan, slightly bent over.

From this angle, she could clearly see Lin Yuan's broad shoulders and solid latissimus dorsi muscles.

This "Valkyrie," who usually disdained the muscular hunks in the gym, suddenly felt her mouth go dry.

Just then.

Click.

The apartment door was pushed open.

Su Xiaonuan walked in, panting, carrying large and small bags.

"General Manager Lin, the clothes you wanted, I bought... them back..."

Her voice stuck in her throat when she saw the scene in the living room.

From Su Xiaonuan's perspective, Lin Yuan was sitting on the sofa shirtless.

That woman with the eye-catching red hair and a figure so hot it was explosive was pressing tightly against Lin Yuan from behind.

The woman's cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and one hand was resting on Lin Yuan's shoulder.

This posture.

This atmosphere.

It was simply "indescribable"!

The workplace trash in her mind about "tyrannical CEOs," "hidden rules," and "group activities" erupted like a volcano.

General Manager Lin actually liked this wild style!

Then were the clothes I bought too conservative?

Her hand loosened.

Several shopping bags dropped to the floor with a thud.

Several pairs of pure black men's boxer briefs rolled out, lying blatantly on the floor.

Su Xiaonuan's face turned red all the way to the roots of her neck in an instant.

Her first reaction wasn't to run away, but to bring her legs together and bow deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

"I'm sorry, General Manager Lin! I disturbed you! I'll go stand guard outside right now!"

After saying this, she turned around and was about to grab the door handle.

"Stop."

Lin Yuan's voice came from the living room.

Su Xiaonuan's legs went weak, and she almost knelt in the entryway.

She turned around stiffly, eyes tightly shut, with an expression as if she were about to heroically sacrifice herself.

"Have you found the warehouse for storing the medicine?"

Lin Yuan asked.

Su Xiaonuan was stunned for a moment.

She cautiously opened one eye.

Only then did she realize that the red-haired woman was holding a cotton swab and gauze, and her clothes were perfectly fine.

There was a bleeding wound on General Manager Lin's back.

So... they were applying medicine?

Su Xiaonuan wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"I... I found it."

Su Xiaonuan replied stutteringly, "It's an old factory building next to the meat processing plant; the contract will be signed tomorrow morning."

"General Manager Lin... what happened to your back?"

[Ding! Target Su Xiaonuan (Beauty 87), Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 46%!]

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"Do your own job."

He couldn't be bothered to explain.

He was more concerned about the batch of antibiotics he would receive tomorrow.