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

Outside the gate of Yueting Garden, several elderly people who could influence the fate of the Dragon Kingdom gathered one after another, making the atmosphere in this area so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The soldiers stood at attention, rifles in hand, their eyes sharp!

The guards brought by the bigwigs were equally formidable. Although there was no tense standoff, the invisible clash of their auras was more chilling than any actual battle.

The brief silence was broken by Yan Fushan.

He launched the first attack, directly targeting Elder Wu and Elder He, his tone filled with sarcasm and anger:

"Wu Jingzhong, He Minquan! You old scoundrels are something else!"

His words struck like a hammer blow, hitting people hard:

"Your descendants have conspired to harm my grandson!"

"If it's just the younger generation fighting, even if my good-for-nothing grandson Yan Hai lost and got beaten to a pulp, it's only because he's not skilled enough. I, Yan Fushan, accept it!"

"But look at your grandsons! How old are they? They're seven or eight years older than Yan Hai! Bullying the younger ones, have you no shame?!"

His tone suddenly turned stern:

"That's bad enough! But they even brought their bodyguards to beat them up!"

"What? Only your family has bodyguards, but our Yan family doesn't?!"

"How about one day I send these young men behind me (he slightly turned to the side, gesturing to the guards behind him) to 'have a go at' your precious younger generation?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the guards behind him, who had been keeping a low profile, instantly sharpened, like drawn swords, and their backs stood ramrod straight.

A powerful and capable aura silently spread out, clearly indicating that they were all elite soldiers, selected from among thousands.

This silent threat is more oppressive than any shouting.

"Why bring this up?!"

Zeng Rong's loud voice boomed like thunder, directly interrupting Yan Fushan's subsequent words. He disdained the subtle and veiled questioning and instead chose the most direct and violent approach.

He stepped forward, his tiger-like eyes wide open, staring intently at Wu Lao and the other two, his spittle almost spitting onto their faces:

"Damn it! You old geezers are something else! You made my precious granddaughter bleed so much!"

"She's a girl, just sitting quietly to the side, did she offend you?! Huh?! Tell me! What should we do about this?!"

His voice was like that of a wounded lion roaring, as if he were about to pounce and tear the other person to pieces at any moment.

The three old men, Wu Jingzhong, Liu Xingguang, and He Minquan, were completely stunned by the barrage of angry shouts!

What happened?! They rushed over because they received news that their grandson had been brutally beaten by a young man named Zeng Long and forced to kneel, losing all face.

But what does this have to do with Zeng Rong's granddaughter and Yan Fushan's grandson?

The old men quickly exchanged glances, all seeing the same bewilderment and confusion in each other's eyes.

They truly didn't know what their grandson had done, let alone that the core younger generations of the Zeng and Yan families were involved!

At this moment, Mr. Liu Xingguang, whose temper was equally fiery, couldn't help but step forward. He couldn't stand by and watch his grandson be humiliated and verbally abused.

"Crazy Zeng! What are you yelling about! Our grandson got beaten up too!"

"He's being forced to kneel inside right now by that Zeng Long!"

"He even threatened to break their limbs!"

"What do you mean by that?! Was it someone your juniors sent over?!"

Although he was somewhat intimidated by Zeng Rong, he was unwilling to back down in the slightest when it came to protecting the family's reputation and the interests of future generations.

"You're talking nonsense!" Zeng Rong's anger flared even more, his spittle almost spraying onto Liu Xingguang's face. "That's because someone is pulling strings behind the scenes, meticulously planning to target Zeng Long!"

"Everything tonight was fucking premeditated! Zeng Long was having dinner at Yue Ting Yuan tonight; someone wanted to get him, you know that?!"

"What, you old folks don't know?!"

Zeng Rong's eyes flashed with a cold light, like two icy bayonets, sweeping over Wu, Liu, and He one by one:

"Don't let me find out that any of you old geezers are involved! If I do, I, Zeng Rong, will risk my life to fight you to the death!!"

"Damn it!" Wu Jingzhong (Old Wu) was completely dumbfounded by Zeng Rong's unreasonable and murderous threat, and his mind was in turmoil.

"Why is Zeng Rong, that old killer, so protective of Zeng Long? What exactly is their relationship?"

His mind raced, and his gaze unconsciously swept around—elite soldiers, layer upon layer, armed and ready to kill;

The police officers who had been disarmed stood dejectedly to the side.

And there was his good-for-nothing cousin, Wu Zixiong, who was standing dejectedly in front of the police line, his face pale, like a scarecrow tossed about in the wind...

Combined with the scene before him, where several of the nation's top military figures were gathered, and the extremely threatening warning phone call he had received earlier...

Wu Jingzhong gasped sharply; he understood!

All the commotion here tonight, General Liu's swift and decisive actions, the personal presence of several generals, and even the joint appearance of retired bigwigs Zeng Rong and Yan Fushan... it's not about some juniors fighting at all!

They're all here to support that young man named Zeng Long!

This realization made Wu Jingzhong's heart sink, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

If that's the case, then things will get really complicated!

The other party didn't care about the power and face of these old guys at all!

Without the participation and support of violent institutions, what are these old bones compared to that group of killers?

As for Zeng Long, he was capable of making their grandson kneel down and threatening to break his limbs. He was clearly a lawless and unscrupulous person!

Would he give those old guys any face?

Power? You're kidding! If the other party were afraid of power, they wouldn't have done something so reckless.

Just then, seeing that the tension between the old men was escalating to the point where they were almost about to come to blows, General Liu had no choice but to step in and smooth things over.

He first quickly recounted the general details of what he knew, which was relatively objective.

Then, in a somber tone, he explained why he had ordered the deployment of troops to impose martial law and the highest level of military control over the area:

"That's the situation, my senior leaders."

"This matter involves important military personnel, and the other party used unconventional methods. Although it is serious, it is still within a controllable range."

"In order to ensure that the situation does not escalate further, to prevent anyone from taking desperate measures, and to thoroughly investigate the cause of the incident, we had no choice but to take these extraordinary measures."

"Fortunately... nothing serious has happened yet, otherwise..." He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Upon hearing this, the three old men, Wu Jingzhong, Liu Xingguang, and He Minquan, all changed their expressions several times, and a cold sweat broke out on their backs!

Only then did they realize the seriousness of the situation!

Why were so many special police and criminal police officers armed with live ammunition deployed to arrest Zeng Long, a key military figure?

These are the only police officers? Don't be ridiculous, that's practically handing a free ride to the King of Hell!

Especially those good-for-nothing grandsons are all inside... This is practically courting death!

Fortunately, it seems that although Zeng Long's methods were ruthless, he still left room for maneuver and did not actually cause any deaths or permanent injuries.

Otherwise, not only will they lose their grandson, but they themselves will likely be implicated in this matter and tarnished!

These old men held extraordinary positions and were well-informed. They all knew about Zeng Long and his team's special status in the military and their terrifying personal strength. They were someone even the Imperial Household Agency had their eyes on, someone who absolutely could not be easily touched.

"Alright!" General Zhang interjected at the opportune moment, seeing that the atmosphere had eased slightly. His voice was steady and carried the crispness of a soldier.

"Since several senior figures and former leaders have come in person, it means that everyone wants to resolve this matter properly."

"I think we shouldn't stand still outside the door, let's go in together. The most important thing right now is to calm things down and get the situation under control."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zeng Rong and Yan Fushan, then back to the three elders, his tone carrying a subtle hint of reassurance and reminder:

"I believe Comrade Zeng Long is still within the bounds of reason. He is an excellent soldier who knows how to conduct himself appropriately."

The generals weren't actually too worried, since Zeng Rong and Zeng Sheng, Zeng Long's closest relatives, were present.

With Li Weiguo present, it represents a more intimate level of concern.

In addition, Zeng Long's loyalty and respect for the country and the army.

They believed that as long as people of sufficient stature like themselves got involved, things could always be resolved, or at least prevented from spiraling completely out of control.

Zeng Rong gave a heavy snort, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Yan Fushan nodded slightly, his eyes deep, as if he were plotting something.

Wu Jingzhong, Liu Xingguang, and He Minquan exchanged glances, all seeing the helplessness, solemnity, and a sense of being caught in a dilemma in each other's eyes.

Now that things have come to this, they have no choice but to go in.

His own grandson is still kneeling inside; he's completely lost face!

Now they have no choice but to bite the bullet and go in to face the young man who is giving them all a bit of a headache, as well as this huge storm that was started by the younger generation but has dragged all of them old guys into it.

In an extremely complex atmosphere, the group finally stepped forward and walked towards the gate of Yueting Garden, which resembled the mouth of a giant beast and separated the inner and outer worlds.

What kind of scene awaits them behind the door?

How will the young man named Zeng Long face this group of elderly people who hold great influence in the Dragon Kingdom?

An unknown trial is about to begin.