The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

"Tiezhu! Ye Feng!" Zeng Long frowned almost imperceptibly, thinking to himself, "Why are these two idiots here, with guns in their hands? Is this really necessary?"

He knew all too well the destructive power and operating principles of these two—they were used to running rampant abroad, and their methods of solving problems were always simple and brutal:

Eliminate all uncontrollable threats as quickly as possible.

His gaze instantly shifted to Lin Xiaoya.

Xiaoya received a look from Brother Long, playfully stuck out her tongue, her eyes darting around, and then pretended to look away nonchalantly, clearly indicating an attitude of "it's none of my business".

However, Tie Zhu and Ye Feng's entrance, which resembled a special forces raid, completely shattered the psychological defenses of the vast majority of people present.

If Zeng Long's previous violent methods were still within the realm of "human" conflict, then the appearance of these two killing gods wielding clearly high-tech and prohibited weapons was completely beyond their comprehension!

This is a military operation, isn't it?! Many arrogant young masters who usually look down on others just want to disappear on the spot right now.

Yan Hai and his companions had never seen anything like it before. They all squatted on the ground, looking at each other in disbelief, their faces deathly pale. Yang Li asked Yan Hai in a trembling voice:

"Brother Hai! You...you really don't know them?"

Yan Hai was almost in tears: "Damn! If I knew them, I would have been getting beaten up just now! But... they're too awesome!"

Shocked, the boy's admiration began to sprout, and he felt that this person's status and courage were simply a role model!

Of course, they also knew that this was not a movie, but a real life-or-death scene.

Yan Hai and the group of young noblemen around him all had excited little stars in their eyes. They were already fantasizing that if they followed them, they could walk sideways in the capital. Damn it!

Can't you see that these big shots in the industry are all trembling right now?

The young policemen Gu brought with them froze completely as they reached for their holsters under Ye Feng's death stare at the muzzle of his left hand. Cold sweat poured down their foreheads, and their bodies stiffened, not daring to move an inch.

They had no doubt that any unnecessary action would lead to instant annihilation!

However, at this critical moment, another unexpected event occurs!

A relatively young and impetuous policeman standing to the side and behind Gu Suo, perhaps blinded by extreme fear and humiliation, suddenly reached for his gun holster with his right hand again! The movement was swift and decisive!

But he was fast, and Ye Feng was even faster!

The instant his fingers touched the holster strap—

Ye Feng made a move!

His movements were completely unexpected, like a black lightning bolt, instantly traversing the distance of space and appearing beside the policeman! His speed was so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained!

No one saw how he moved! All they saw was the silver-white pistol in his right hand vanish mysteriously, and at the same time, with a flick of his wrist, a cold, gleaming light flashed—

That was a military dagger with a blood groove on the blade!

The moment the dagger appeared, the concentrated killing intent seemed to freeze the air!

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and ruthless. His arm moved the dagger, turning it into a deadly arc, accurately, ruthlessly, and mercilessly stabbing the policeman's unprotected throat!

This strike is a pure killing technique, with only one purpose—to kill in one blow!

"Oh no!" Zeng Long's heart sank, and he cursed inwardly—

"Holy shit! This deadbeat frozen to death!"

Although he was furious and his killing intent was boiling, he knew clearly where the bottom line was!

Although their officer IDs specified their authority to handle any harmful or uncontrollable dangers on their own, harming a police officer, especially killing one in public, completely changed the nature of the offense!

Even if he had a great reason and the backing of several bigwigs in the military, he absolutely could not bear such consequences! This was definitely not the outcome he wanted!

"Ye Feng! Stop! Don't hurt anyone!" Zeng Long's voice was like thunder, carrying an unquestionable command and urgency, instantly resounding throughout the hall!

The moment the sound reached Ye Feng's ears, the dagger, which was less than ten centimeters away from the policeman's throat, abruptly changed its trajectory in mid-air!

The blade tip instantly transformed into the back of the blade, and then, with a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, the side of the blade swiftly and precisely touched the skin of the opponent's neck.

"Hiss—!" The icy touch of the dagger and the sudden premonition of death sent chills down the policeman's spine. He shivered violently, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He froze completely, his pupils dilated to the extreme, the shadow of death enveloping him entirely.

He had no doubt that at exactly 12:00 a.m., his throat had been cut open!

Without pausing for a moment, Ye Feng, while the police officers were still in a daze, swiftly snatched the pistol from the other man's waist with his left hand.

At the same time, he turned around and casually flicked the dagger in his right hand—"Clang!" A crisp metallic clang rang out!

The dagger struck the pistol that Gu Suo was still gripping tightly. The force of the blow made Gu Suo's hand go numb, and the pistol flew out of his hand, falling to the ground along with the dagger.

This is Death itself—Ye Feng! These are Zeng Long's team members! Their principles:

Avoid taking lives unless absolutely necessary, but control and eliminate all dangerous factors immediately!

Ye Feng slowly raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the terrified police and the stunned crowd, and looked at Zeng Long with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Zeng Long shook his head slightly at him.

Without any hesitation, Ye Feng walked up to Gu Suo, didn't even look at him, bent down to pick up the dagger, and with a flick of his wrist, the dagger mysteriously disappeared.

He took a half step back and stood silently to the side, resuming his cold and indifferent demeanor, as if the earth-shattering, fatal blow had never happened.

But everyone knew they had just narrowly escaped death! That extreme fear of brushing shoulders with death was deeply imprinted on the soul of each of them.

The entire lobby fell into a deathly silence. Only heavy, uneasy breathing and the uncontrollable chattering of teeth could be heard.

Looking at the pistol that had been shot down on the ground, and then at Ye Feng, who stood upright like a javelin, radiating invisible pressure, and Shi Tiezhu, who was glaring at him with a submachine gun, Gu Suo sighed helplessly and completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting.

He knew that in this conflict that had completely spiraled out of control, he and his men had lost any right to intervene. To be alive seemed like a luxury, a blessing beyond measure.

Zeng Long looked around at the scene, which was temporarily under control, and then his gaze fell back on Wu Chen, who was nearly unconscious due to lack of oxygen and extreme fear.

The chilling killing intent did not dissipate; instead, it descended even more heavily, like the low pressure before a blizzard.

The guillotine of judgment still hangs high, yet to fall. The will of the one wielding it will determine whether the next moment will bring bloodshed to the hall, or… another form of reckoning.