Hurt my loved ones? I'm not guarding this country's borders anymore!

This is no longer a simple case of treason.

This is going to uproot the Dragon Kingdom!

"The Dragon's Fury"

Qin Xuerong suddenly pulled out several wax pellets the size of fingernails from a hidden compartment in the tin box and stuffed them into Shen Jinglong's hand.

"This is?"

Shen Jinglong was stunned for a moment, and then he smelled a faint bitter almond scent.

"The old man's notes say that this is called 'three-step fall'."

Qin Xuerong smiled, but that smile carried a chilling undertone that sent shivers down one's spine.

"I just tried to mix it according to the recipe. Although it may not be as potent as the original, it's enough to make an elephant sleep like a dead pig within three steps."

"Take this for self-defense."

Shen Jinglong looked at the wax pellet in his hand, then at his wife.

A sudden, inexplicable sense of awe rose within me.

Good guy.

You've only been reading for a few minutes? And you've already managed to concoct such a cunning and insidious item?

If that old man knew about this talent, he'd probably crawl out of his grave to take him as a disciple.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Shen Jinglong carefully put the wax pellet into his inner pocket.

"You stay home and take care of Sisi, I'll be right back."

"Where to?"

"Go check the water meter for some important person."

,

Half an hour later.

Cangcheng, the temporary command center of the Black Dragon Palace.

This place was disguised as a logistics point called "Black Wind Express," and there were even a few guards pretending to sort packages inside.

"Dragon Lord, we've found it."

Zhuque, sporting dark circles under his eyes, slammed a thick report onto the table, with a half-empty bottle of Red Bull beside him.

"I have to say, these guys are real scoundrels."

"They knew we were monitoring all customs and airports, so they didn't go through the proper channels at all."

Zhuque pointed to a red line on the map.

"This 'Anshi Fresh Logistics' is nominally a company that delivers imported seafood to high-end hotels in Cangcheng. More than a dozen refrigerated trucks come and go every day."

"However, our technicians just hacked into their temperature control system backend."

Zhuque sneered and clicked on a piece of data.

"Good heavens, who keeps seafood at a constant 37 degrees Celsius? And they even install a biological support system inside?"

"If this were seafood, I'd eat the whole freezer right there!"

Shen Jinglong looked at the name of the logistics company.

An family.

Don't you even bother to cover it up?

Do they think that no one in Cangcheng would dare to touch the property of the An family?

"Where is this place?" Shen Jinglong asked.

"The Chengbei Logistics Park used to be a meat processing plant. The terrain is complicated, and there are cameras all around. You can even tell the male and female of a fly that flies in."

"Moreover," Zhuque hesitated for a moment, "one of the stewards from the Anle Prince's Mansion went in half an hour ago and hasn't come out yet."

"very good."

Shen Jinglong stood up and straightened his collar.

"Since they're delivering 'seafood,' let's join in the fun."

"Bring your weapons."

"Tonight, let's go deliver some 'community warmth' to them."

,,,

The night was dark.

The transit warehouse of "Anshi Fresh" in Chengbei Logistics Park is brightly lit.

The security here is noticeably tighter than in other places. A dozen burly men in security uniforms are patrolling with wolfhounds, their waists bulging, clearly not just carrying batons.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

The security captain at the gate saw a dilapidated Jinbei van swaying as it drove by and immediately raised his powerful flashlight.

"Um, sir, I'm a food delivery person."

The car window rolled down, revealing a face covered with a fake mustache—it was none other than the Dragon Fang squad leader in charge of driving.

"Who ordered takeout? Nobody ordered takeout here! Get out of here!"

The security captain impatiently waved his rubber baton.

"Don't be like that, this is a big order."

The car door was suddenly pulled open.

Shen Jinglong jumped out of the car, not carrying the takeout, but holding a watermelon knife that was still dripping wet.

Actually, I just picked it up from a fruit stand on the street, mainly to create the right atmosphere.

"you,"

The security captain was about to curse when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

"Open the door."

Shen Jinglong's voice was very calm, as if he were greeting a neighbor.

"Or, shall I detach your head and use it as a football?"

"enemy,"

The word "attack" hadn't even been uttered yet.

Shen Jinglong raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

The security captain spun out like a top, crashing into the electric sliding gate and twisting the stainless steel door into a pretzel.

"Let's do it."

Shen Jinglong uttered two words calmly.

"Splash—"

The back door of the Jinbei van was kicked open, and more than a dozen fully armed Longya team members rushed out like tigers descending a mountain.

There were no fancy tactics involved.

It's a flat push.

Although those security guards were also trained fighters, some even with some martial arts background, they were like kindergarten children meeting Tyson in front of Longya, a special forces soldier who had actually seen blood.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

The wolfhounds pounced fiercely at them.

Shen Jinglong's eyes widened.

A tiny bit of dragon's might leaked out.

"Ugh..."

The large wolfhounds that had been baring their teeth just moments before instantly tucked their tails between their legs, lay on the ground trembling, and let out pitiful whimpers. One of them even wet itself in fear.

These days, even dogs are more sensible than people.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed.

The scene changed abruptly once they rushed into the warehouse.

Several people wearing white coats, but carrying stun guns and syringes, rushed out. Behind them were two "half-finished products" who were two meters tall and had blank stares.

This is the "Purifier" that Suzaku mentioned, but judging from its quality, it's obviously a Pinduoduo version.

The metal tubes on his body weren't properly connected yet, and some were even leaking oil.

"Is this all the security force you have?"

Shen Jinglong looked at the two monsters who were still dropping screws as they walked and couldn't help but shake his head.

"That's so unprofessional."

"Shinged Dog, is this any good?"

A man in a white coat roared and pressed a button on the remote control: "Kill him!"

The two unfinished monsters roared and charged toward Shen Jinglong.

Shen Jinglong sighed.

He took a wax pellet out of his pocket.

It was Qin Xuerong who gave him the "three-step fall".

"Perfect, I'll use you guys to test the medicine's effects."

He flicked his finger.

The wax pellet traced a graceful parabola through the air before landing precisely in the mouth of one of the monsters.

The monster, unaware of what was happening, instinctively chewed.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

"thump!"

The monster, which had been so menacing and ready to kill, suddenly seemed to lose its power, crashing straight to the ground and even snoring.

The entire room fell silent.

Even Shen Jinglong was taken aback.

Holy crap?

Really just three steps?

This medicine's effects are outrageous! My wife is practically a miracle doctor! No, she's a god-level poison healer!

The remaining monster was clearly not smart enough and kept charging.

Shen Jinglong didn't hold back and threw a punch backhand.

"Bang!"

The monster's head sank directly into its chest cavity, turning into a pile of scrap metal as it flew backward, smashing a large hole in the wall behind it.

"Resolved."

Shen Jinglong clapped his hands and looked at the white coats who were already terrified.

"Now, can anyone tell me where your butler is?"

A few minutes later.

The VIP lounge in the basement of the warehouse.

An old man dressed in a Tang suit and sporting a goatee was bending over and stuffing a pile of documents into a shredder.

He was the head steward of the Prince Anle's mansion, and usually a very imposing figure.

But at this moment, his hands were shaking as if he were having a Parkinson's attack.

"Hurry! Hurry! How did that scoundrel get here so fast!"

"Excuse me, sir, is this what you're looking for?"

A mocking voice sounded from behind.

The head butler froze, mechanically turning his head.

Shen Jinglong was sitting in the boss's chair, holding a document that hadn't yet been put into the shredder, and was reading it with great interest.

"Are you... Shen... Shen Jinglong?"

The head butler plopped down on the ground, his face as white as if he had applied ten layers of powder.

Shen Jinglong ignored him.

His gaze was fixed intently on the document.

The more he looked, the colder the chill in his eyes became.

Finally, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop to tens of degrees below zero.

That was a top-secret shipping manifest.

【Goods Name: High-Grade Living Material (Code Name: Divine Body - Grade S)】

Recipient: Priest of the Sun Temple - Dragon Kingdom Branch

[Shipper: Prince Anle of the Dragon Kingdom]

On the last page of the document was a draft of a memorandum of understanding.

[Party A (King Anle) promises to use official channels to cover all of Party B's (Sun Temple's) actions within the Dragon Kingdom and to assist in capturing experimental subjects with special bloodlines.]

[Party B promises to provide the complete "Super Soldier" modification technology and dispatch a special forces team to assist Party A in eliminating dissidents and seizing the throne!]

That bright red seal, representing the Prince Anle's Mansion, was like a drop of blood, stinging Shen Jinglong's eyes.

"Okay, okay."

Shen Jinglong said "good" three times.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I initially thought he just wanted to kill me."

"I never imagined he would betray even his ancestors and his country!"

Shen Jinglong slowly stood up and crumpled the document into a ball.

"Is this what they call a prince of the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Is this what they call royalty?"

"He's utterly hopeless, a complete waste of space!"

The head steward on the ground tried to argue, "Shen, Your Highness, this is all a misunderstanding! This is a forgery! Our Prince is loyal to the Emperor and loves his country!"

"patriotic?"

Shen Jinglong stepped on the butler's hand.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking was accompanied by screams like a pig being slaughtered.

"Save those words for the King of Hell."

"As for your loyal and patriotic prince..."

Shen Jinglong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, almost tangible.

"His reign is over."