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

Shortly after Zeng Long finished making phone calls to General Liu and Li Weiguo, an even more unsettling undercurrent began to stir.

In a secluded office in Beijing, Wu Jun sat coldly behind a large desk, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the surface.

He had been waiting for "good news" from Yuetingyuan for a long time, and according to the plan, there should have been progress reports by now.

However, he made several calls in succession, including to Wu Chen, He Ziming, Liu Sheng and others, and even tried to contact their bodyguards and henchmen, but without exception, no one answered!

An extremely ominous premonition, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart.

Having spent many years navigating the power landscape, he possesses an extremely keen sense of smell. This bizarre situation of collective loss of contact could not possibly be due to a simple signal problem!

He sensed that things were spiraling out of control, far beyond his expectations!

His opponent's reaction speed and energy seemed to exceed his expectations.

A ruthless glint flashed in Wu Jun's eyes.

He couldn't wait any longer! He had to take immediate remedial action, or... stir things up even more!

He abruptly pressed the intercom button and coldly issued his final two instructions to his assistant waiting outside:

"Initiate the 'Scavenger' program. Target: Xiao Mingyuan (Xiao Wanru's father)."

"At the same time, the operation to crack down on Du's Trading should begin ahead of schedule! It must be swift and ruthless!"

He wanted to use a more intense and direct attack to crush all the important people around Zeng Long one by one!

This left him isolated and helpless at tonight's thank-you dinner, constantly facing setbacks!

He wanted to see if this outsider could actually make his way onto the chessboard.

Meanwhile, the oppressive silence continued in the main hall of Yuetingyuan.

Wu Chen, He Ziming, Liu Sheng, and the others, kneeling on the ground, were experiencing an extreme internal struggle, as if they were fighting a battle between heaven and man.

The "opportunity" that Zeng Long offered was like a cup of poison coated with sugar.

Reveal who's behind it? They dare not; they can't bear Wu Jun's ruthless retaliation.

If they don't talk, how will this demon-like man and the several evil spirits around him treat them?

That warning of "not being substantial enough" hung over my head like the Sword of Damocles.

Just when they were struggling, fearful, and on the verge of collapse—

Tengfei rushed in again, his face even more panicked than before, with a hint of disbelief and anger.

He strode over to Zeng Long's side, disregarding everything else, and said in a low, urgent voice:

"Brother Long! Something terrible has happened! Class monitor Xiao Wanru from Class Two has had a major incident at home!"

Zeng Long frowned and his cold gaze swept towards Teng Fei.

Tengfei continued speaking at an extremely fast pace:

"Her father was rigged at the casino and lost over a million!"

"We even mortgaged our only house and gambled it away, and it still wasn't enough to pay off our debts."

"The person has been detained by debt collectors and beaten beyond recognition!"

"Those people...those people are now threatening to come and find Xiao Wanru, forcing her to pay off her debts."

He had barely finished speaking, and before he could even catch his breath, Du Ziteng rushed in from the lobby entrance, continuing his phone call.

As he listened to the phone call, his face turned deathly pale, his body swayed, and he almost couldn't stand up. The phone fell to the ground with a "thud".

He abruptly raised his head, ignoring the scene in the lobby, and stared directly at where Zeng Long was standing. His eyes were filled with despair and anger, and his voice was trembling with tears:

"Brother Long! Something's happened at my house...something's happened at my house!"

He practically yelled it out:

"Our two long-term clients, Italy and the United States, who had been cooperating with us for over a decade, suddenly broke their contracts without warning and turned to cooperate with our biggest competitor."

"My dad is facing a huge claim for breach of contract, several times the amount, because he can't deliver the goods."

"Our downstream partners and franchise stores are all suing us."

"What's even more terrifying is that the tax bureau suddenly came to our door, saying that my dad's company was suspected of huge tax evasion, and they took my dad away."

These two sudden pieces of bad news were like two bombshells, exploding one after the other in the lobby.

Zeng Long listened quietly, his face expressionless, but his aura instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Suddenly, he smiled.

It was a chilling laugh!

"Haha...hahaha...good! What a series of attacks! What an all-encompassing attack!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with boundless rage and chilling coldness:

"From my brother—Hao Shuai!"

"Thank you to the friends who organized this lavish thank-you dinner for me!"

His gaze swept over the injured Yan Hai and Zeng Lingyu.

"Now, it's my classmates and brothers' turn—Xiao Wanru and Du Ziteng!"

"Suppression by officials! Physical harm! Destruction of families! Stifling of businesses."

"Everyone close to me, Zeng Long, and every important person who attended tonight's dinner—not one escaped! Not one escaped!!"

His voice was like the roar of a wounded lion:

"You want to see what I'm capable of, don't you?"

"You want to know just how much I can tolerate, right?"

"You want to know if I have any bottom line, right?!"

"Fine! Very well! Then I'll let you, those rats hiding in the gutter, see clearly!"

"Take a good look at what Zeng Long is capable of!"

"See clearly what price you'll pay for messing with those around me, Zeng Long!"

"Look at this price! Can you, and your masters behind you, withstand it?!"

He abruptly turned his head to look at Tengfei, whose face was tense, his voice carrying a resolute tone that seemed to want to burn everything:

"Tengfei! Go! Call Xiao Wanru and Hao Shuai to the lobby!"

"Their troubles started because of me!"

"Then I will—"

"To end it personally!"

"I want everyone who dares to bully or hurt them to feel what fear is! What lifelong regret is!!"

At this moment, Zeng Long was no longer just the brother who stood up for his sister; he seemed to have transformed into a god or demon who held the power of judgment and destruction.

He will repay those behind the scenes with a hundredfold, a thousandfold, all the pain and suffering inflicted on his loved ones!

The storm is about to escalate into a devastating apocalyptic catastrophe that will engulf everything.