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

On the other end of the phone, after receiving a clear reply from Zeng Long, Li Weiguo almost instantly relayed this crucial information to the extremely anxious General Liu.

When General Liu heard the two key pieces of information, "Ye Feng has been recalled" and "Du's father has reported that he is safe and has been sent to Yueting Garden," his tense heart finally relaxed a little, and he exhaled a long-held breath.

But he dared not delay in the slightest, and immediately issued a death order to the top officials of the Ministry of Public Security and relevant tax departments in an even more stern and urgent tone:

"Find him immediately! Get him on the phone! Have him call his son right away to let him know he's safe! Then, get him safely to Yuetingyuan as quickly as possible! This is the deadline! There are no excuses!"

The will of the highest levels, combined with the iron-fisted orders of the military, caused the massive state apparatus to roar into operation once again with unprecedented efficiency.

Commands were issued like lightning, piercing through layers of clouds, mobilizing countless personnel with only one goal—to find the middle-aged man surnamed Du.

Inside the lobby, at Zeng Long's prompting, Xiao Wanru and Hao Shuai finally mustered up their courage and dialed their families' numbers again.

Xiao Wanru's voice still trembled with tears, but her tone was much firmer:

"Dad... or whoever it is, listen up, I'm at Yuetingyuan... bring my dad here, right now! Here... here someone will give us a satisfactory explanation..."

She looked at Zeng Long, her eyes filled with trust.

Hao Shuai, speaking in a deep voice to the person on the other end of the phone—who was likely his father or another core member of the family—said:

"Dad, come to Yueting Garden. Don't ask anything, just come right now."

His tone conveyed an unwavering trust in Zeng Long.

At first, the person on the other end of the phone was surprised and puzzled.

But in Hao Shuai's unusually resolute and urgent tone, his family seemed to realize that something was amiss.

After a brief silence and some questioning, he promised to come as soon as possible.

A glimmer of hope seemed to begin to flicker laboriously in this hall shrouded in fear and despair.

All the events and all the injustices seemed to have been forcibly gathered at the eye of the storm called "Yuetingyuan" by Zeng Long alone.

Just as this brief period of "order," spearheaded by Zeng Long, was being established, his gaze pierced through the air like two cold searchlights—

His gaze swept over the row of kneeling figures on the ground once more—Wu Chen, He Ziming, Liu Sheng, Wu Qian, and their entourage.

Zeng Long spoke, his voice carrying a chilling coldness that pierced the soul, leaving a clear imprint on everyone's eardrums and hearts:

"Now, I have no desire to know who the mastermind behind all this is."

These words made Wu Chen and the others look up abruptly, a look of astonishment and disbelief flashing in their eyes.

But Zeng Long's next words completely shattered the last glimmer of hope they had just begun to have!

"because--"

"My next swift and decisive actions will naturally expose him... leaving him nowhere to hide!"

"Nature will make him, and all those involved with ill intentions, pay a price they cannot bear."

His words were like a heavy hammer, leaving everyone dizzy and disoriented!

"Call now, immediately!"

"Call your families! Call your so-called backers!"

"Call anyone you think can 'get you out' of my hands."

"But I must tell you—" His gaze was sharp as a knife, as if he could see through all their hopes and calculations: "The people you summon must have sufficient 'weight'!"

"You must be able to meet my requirements!"

"Otherwise..." His icy tone trailed off like a viper's tongue, licking at everyone's nerves, "it's possible... I really can't save you."

Before he could finish speaking, Zeng Long abruptly turned his head to look at Shi Tiezhu:

"Iron Pillar!"

"Here!" Shi Tiezhu's massive body suddenly straightened, his voice booming like a bell!

The large, fan-like hands unconsciously squeezed each other, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

Zeng Long's gaze returned to the kneeling crowd, his tone calm, but the content was chillingly bloody:

"Listen to my commands."

"If the people they call aren't qualified enough to meet my requirements—"

"Just break their arms!"

"Yes, Brother Long!" Shi Tiezhu grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. To Wu Chen and the others, that smile was more terrifying than a demon from hell!

"If I can't even summon someone who's even remotely presentable and qualified to speak to me..."

Zeng Long's voice was filled with extreme contempt and cruelty.

"That proves that you, and your families, are nothing more than pawns in my eyes—purely dispensable and disposable!"

"For pawns like these..." He uttered words that froze everyone's souls: "Iron Pillar, then just break their limbs!"

"Understood! Mission accomplished!"

Shi Tiezhu's massive, mountain-like body leaned slightly forward, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling crowd, as if he were already choosing his first target.

"boom--!"

These words were like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in everyone's minds!

Not only Wu Chen, He Ziming, and the others who were kneeling instantly turned pale and collapsed like mud.

Even those industry insiders standing nearby, who thought they could stay out of it, were all horrified and their legs went weak!

Break both arms! Break all four limbs?

This is no longer a simple punishment; it is the most primitive, bloody, and cruel form of physical torture!

It is a declaration that utterly crushes human dignity and hope into dust!

Zeng Long's voice, carrying a pronouncement-like authority and absolute confidence, resounded throughout the hall:

"today!"

"I'll show you, these so-called elite families of the capital, and you self-proclaimed high and mighty young masters who think you can do whatever you want—"

"The consequences of offending Zeng Long!"

"A horrific retaliation for harming those around me!"

"I will make sure that you, your families, and all the eyes lurking in the shadows remember this day!"

"Remember this day, filled with bloodshed and horror, a day you will never forget!"

"I want you to understand completely what you rely on—your family background, your status, your intricate network of relationships—"

"Before my absolute power, before my resolute determination to strike with thunder—"

"How ridiculous! How insignificant! How utterly vulnerable!!"

His declaration resonated in everyone's soul.

That was not just a threat, but a declaration.

An order based on the will of Zeng Long is descending upon this land in the most forceful way.

In the oppressive atmosphere, only the kneeling crowd remained, frantically searching for their phones, trying to grasp at the last straw.

The storm has escalated! Zeng Long's thunderous rage will indiscriminately sweep away all those he deems enemies—and those who are not worthy of his attention!

Tonight will undoubtedly be a sleepless night for countless wealthy families in the capital, a night that will make them tremble and re-evaluate their power dynamics.