Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1483 Let Me Help You Remember

Time flowed slowly in the quiet meeting room, with the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional, muffled noises from the office area through the glass forming the only background.

About ten minutes later, the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from outside the door, growing louder as it approached. Then, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

It was the same receptionist with a great figure and delicate features as before. She wore an impeccable smile and stepped aside. A young man followed her in.

The man appeared to be around thirty years old, dressed in a well-tailored, expensive casual suit, which looked somewhat loose on him. His face was unhealthyly pale, his eyes were sunken, and he had noticeable dark circles under his eyes, giving him an appearance of excessive indulgence and listlessness. His hair was meticulously styled, but it couldn't conceal the decadence and nonchalance that emanated from his very being.

He is Lin Sicong.

Lin Sicong walked in, his gaze casually sweeping over Chen Jun and Lao Wen sitting on the sofa, a hint of surprise and doubt flashing in his eyes. Clearly, he didn't recognize these two uninvited guests. But his years of experience in the business world had honed his observation skills; he could sense a unique aura emanating from the two men—a cold, reserved presence, carrying an invisible pressure.

So, despite his inner doubts, he quickly put on a warm but somewhat superficial smile, extended his hand, and walked towards Chen Jun, who seemed to have the more imposing presence: "Oh, distinguished guests, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting! I'm sorry, I was just dealing with a small matter. I'm Lin Sicong, may I ask how I'm addressed? What brings you here today..."

He hadn't finished his polite remarks.

Chen Jun didn't get up, nor did he even look at the outstretched hand. He simply raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on Lin Sicong's face, directly interrupting him. His voice wasn't loud, but it was as clear as an ice bead falling to the ground:

Do you know the general?

This sentence is like an invisible switch.

Lin Sicong's formulaic smile froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply! His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and his whole body trembled slightly as if struck by an electric current.

Almost instinctively, a curse word filled with shock, anger, and disbelief escaped his lips: "Fuck your mother...!"

The words had barely left his mouth when he realized his lapse in composure, but the shock and panic on his face were impossible to conceal. He abruptly withdrew his hand, took a half-step back, and the last vestiges of feigned indifference and languor in his eyes were instantly replaced by vigilance, coldness, and a barely perceptible fear. He stared intently at Chen Jun, his voice low but carrying a suppressed ferocity:

"who are you?!"

Chen Jun remained seated on the sofa, even leaning back to find a more comfortable position. His face was expressionless, though the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, forming an extremely cold curve.

"hehe."

A soft laugh, but devoid of any warmth.

"Who I am is none of your business."

His voice remained steady, but every word struck Lin Sicong's heart like a heavy hammer:

"Now, tell us everything you know about the 'Abyss' organization behind the 'General'."

"abyss"!

The words that came out of Chen Jun's mouth seemed to carry an invisible chill, instantly causing the temperature in the reception room to drop sharply.

The color drained from Lin Sicong's face instantly, leaving it deathly pale. He seemed to have heard the most terrifying words, and the fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

These words were like a mental bomb dropped into his mind! The other party not only knew "General," but also "Abyss"! This was definitely not just blackmail or a test!

He whirled around, almost instinctively, wanting to rush towards the door! To escape this suddenly extremely dangerous room! To escape these two mysterious figures who had uttered such profound insights!

Just as his body turned, before he could take a step—

"Take it!"

A short, dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing wood suddenly rang out!

A flash of cold light almost grazed his cheek, and the strong wind it generated made his skin sting!

He stared in horror as a simple yet exceptionally sharp military dagger was deeply embedded in the heavy solid wood door panel, the handle trembling slightly, barely an inch from the doorknob! The blade reflected the cold light of the overhead lamp.

A drop of warm liquid slid down his earlobe.

Lin Sicong's hand trembled as he touched his ear. His fingertips felt a wet, sticky sensation. When he looked at it, he saw scarlet blood!

"Ah—!" He let out a short, sharp cry, then swallowed it back down, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat.

A flat, emotionless voice came from behind him, unhurried and unhurried:

"Now, can we sit down and have a proper talk?"

Lin Sicong's body stiffened, his neck rigidly turned towards the door, then abruptly turned back to look at Chen Jun, who remained seated. He wanted to shout, to call out to the "employees" outside, but his throat felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand. He had a strong intuition—if he dared to utter the first word, the next flying knife would definitely take his life with pinpoint accuracy! The opponent's speed and precision had already been revealed only the tip of the iceberg.

His face was ashen, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes were filled with anger, fear, and humiliation. Finally, he slowly and with great difficulty turned around to face Chen Jun.

"Who...who are you people?!" He practically spat out the words through gritted teeth, his voice distorted with fear and anger, deliberately lowered to a suppressed growl. "I don't know any 'General'! I know nothing about 'The Abyss'! You've got the wrong people! I don't understand a word you're saying!"

He made a final attempt to deny and struggle, putting on a brave front but showing weakness inside.

"hehe."

Chen Jun chuckled again, this time with an undisguised mockery in his laughter.

"In this case……"

Before he finished speaking, his body, which had been lazily leaning on the sofa, suddenly moved!

fast!

Swift as a cheetah hunting its prey, leaving only a blur in its wake!

Lin Sicong didn't even see his movements clearly. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and then a huge, irresistible force slammed into his abdomen!

"Bang!!"

A heavy muffled sound!

"Ugh—!"

Lin Sicong let out a short, sharp cry of pain, and his whole body flew backward like a tattered sack, his feet leaving the ground! He slammed hard against the half-closed door of the reception room!

"Bang!"

The door was flung open with tremendous force, and Lin Sicong screamed as he tumbled and fell into the public corridor outside! He curled up in a ball, clutching his stomach, retching painfully, and blood was already spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"what--!"

Almost simultaneously, the same piercing scream from the receptionist girl echoed down the corridor. She was carrying a glass of water, about to bring it over, when she witnessed the horrifying scene of Lin Sicong bursting through the door and flying out. Terrified, she dropped the glass of water with a loud crash, shattering it into pieces.

However, her scream lasted for less than half a second, as if it had been cut off by an invisible hand.

Because she saw that the man who had just kicked President Lin out of the room had already reached the door. He didn't even look at Lin Sicong, who was writhing in pain on the ground; he simply raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently.

That look...

The receptionist instantly felt a chill run from her feet to the top of her head! Those eyes were inhuman, cold and indifferent, as if looking at an inanimate object, or as if the abyss itself was staring at her. There was no anger in them, yet they contained an absolute killing intent and control that sent shivers down her spine.

She had an incredibly clear intuition—if she made even the slightest sound, she would be the next one to be sent flying! The consequences would be far worse than those of President Lin!

She covered her mouth tightly, trembling all over, tears streaming uncontrollably, but she forced all the fear down her throat, not daring to make a sound.

The corridor fell into a brief silence, broken only by Lin Sicong's painful groans and retching.

Lin Sicong struggled, using all his strength to get up from the ground. Leaning against the wall, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at Chen Jun, who stood at the door of the reception room, looking down at him, his eyes were filled with resentment and insane rage. He completely tore off his disguise and roared hysterically:

"Fuck your ancestors!! I don't care which department you're from or whose subordinate you are!! You dare to cause trouble here and hit me?! You're fucking asking for death!!!"

He abruptly turned towards the office area and roared with all his might:

"Brothers!!! Kill him!!! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!!!"

The words fell——

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

A series of hurried and orderly sounds of people getting up, pulling out chairs, and opening drawers suddenly rang out from all over the spacious open-plan office area!

Almost simultaneously, the "employees" who had been sitting "well" at their workstations revealed their ferocious fangs! They stood up abruptly, their movements swift and unified, their faces devoid of any trace of the gentle or busy demeanor of white-collar workers, replaced by ferocity and hostility!

They quickly pulled out weapons from under their desks, in drawers, and behind filing cabinets—not pens and rulers, but gleaming machetes, heavy steel pipes, and even several dark-looking pistols!

Dozens of people quickly surrounded Chen Jun, Lao Wen, and the area near the entrance to the meeting room. Their eyes were fierce, and their steps were steady. They were clearly not ordinary street thugs, but well-trained thugs who had seen it all, and perhaps even real desperados.

The entire scene instantly transformed from a high-end office building into a gathering of the "Axe Gang" from a gangster movie!

A somber and violent atmosphere permeated the air.