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

When Wu Jingzhong practically spat out the name "Wu Jun" through gritted teeth, the entire Yuetingyuan lobby seemed to be muted, and even the heavy breathing of Yan Hai and the others could be clearly heard.

Immediately following was a series of suppressed gasps of cold air!

Extreme surprise, even... horror, appeared on everyone's faces!

Even Zeng Rong and Yan Fushan, who had always been calm and collected and had seen many ups and downs, couldn't help but furrow their brows slightly and show a hint of seriousness in their eyes the moment they heard this name.

Wu Jun! A name that resonates throughout Beijing's elite circles, a name that represents both legend and taboo!

One of the "Three Young Masters of Beijing," this title carries immense prestige.

His family background goes without saying; he's the eldest grandson of the Wu family, with impeccable lineage. But what truly makes him formidable is his character!

This person can be described as a genius, possessing amazing talent, extraordinary ability, iron-fisted methods, near-monstrous intelligence, and unfathomable ruthlessness!

Rumor has it that when he was 16, he single-handedly built a successful listed company with only 200 million yuan in start-up capital (although he had family resources to back him up, his operational capabilities were already terrifying)!

By the age of 20, he already owned five listed companies worldwide. Although rumors circulated that he had acquired them through cunning and force, his methods were so sophisticated that no one has been able to find any substantial evidence against him to this day.

At 21, without relying on his family's influence, he passed the exam to become a member of parliament and entered the political arena. By 23, he had risen to the position of deputy director of the legislature, and by 26, he was already a deputy director of the legislature! At the time, countless high-ranking figures predicted that this young man would surely enter the inner circle and that his future was limitless!

However, at the age of 26, when his political career was at its brightest, he made a decision that shocked everyone—to resign from public office and go behind the scenes!

What's even more frightening is that after leaving the system, his power and resources not only did not shrink, but instead grew larger and larger like a snowball!

Domestically, countless scions of wealthy families consider it an honor to follow him; abroad, many royal family members and government officials' children are his close friends.

The high-end club he personally founded has an even higher threshold than Chen Yifeng's Jinglong Club, and it is dedicated to serving foreign dignitaries, royal family members, globally renowned elites and wealthy businessmen.

In China, unless one has exceptional personal abilities or is a top-tier playboy, no one is even qualified to step into the inner circle!

This also explains why Wu Chen, Liu Sheng, He Ziming, and others, even after being tortured to the point of death by Zeng Long and kneeling for so long, never dared to reveal that the person behind the scenes was Wu Jun!

They knew all too well that offending Zeng Long might only result in physical pain, but if they displeased Wu Jun, the consequences... might be a thousand times worse than death!

It's a kind of all-encompassing terror that can cause you to die completely on a social level!

Just like tonight's scheme, it was ingenious, ruthless, and intricately linked.

Even though Zeng Long, the "victim," clearly knew that someone was setting a trap, even though Mr. Wu has now personally identified him, and even though he has obtained identifiable evidence.

However, if Zeng Long tries to deal with Wu Jun using conventional legal means, he will find that there is no crime that can directly convict him!

All operations operate in the gray area of ​​the rules, or are subcontracted layer by layer, perfectly hidden under the guise of legality and compliance.

This situation is an unsolvable, deadly trap for 99.9% of the world's population!

but--

Even the most perfect game depends on who your opponent is!

Wu Jun made one mistake out of all his calculations—his chosen opponent was Zeng Long!

A prodigy who grew up under the "training" of three battle-hardened "gods of war" since he was just over one year old!

A monster that must be constantly on guard against deadly dangers, even when eating, sleeping, and defecating/urinating!

For him, life-or-death trials were as commonplace as breathing!

The darkness, cruelty, and despair he experienced far exceeded the limits of what Wu Jun could imagine!

Therefore, Wu Jun made the right decisions, but chose the wrong opponent!

Just as everyone was stunned by the name "Wu Jun" and their hearts were in turmoil, Zeng Long's reaction was shockingly calm.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he had heard the name of some insignificant passerby.

He ignored the complex expressions on everyone's faces and simply replied, "Oh. Wu Jun."

Then, as if he didn't care about the name at all, he turned to look at Yan Hai and the others, who were still in fighting stances but were exhausted, and asked casually, "Why did you stop? Had enough?"

Yan Hai braced himself on his knees, bent over, and gasped for breath.

His face was covered in sweat mixed with bloodstains of unknown origin, most likely the other person's.

A weak, feeble wail escaped his lips:

"Dragon...Dragon...Brother Dragon...I...I really can't fight anymore...I was only thinking about fighting all night...I didn't...I didn't eat anything...Now my stomach...I feel a little hungry..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Fushan, who was standing next to him, was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot!

He glared at his good-for-nothing grandson, inwardly roaring:

"You good-for-nothing! What Brother Long or Brother Zeng! That's your brother-in-law! Your own brother-in-law!" (The old man had already made up his mind.)

Even if you don't have the strength to beat him up, you should at least pretend to keep going! Can't you see that your future brother-in-law is giving you an opportunity to ask for an exorbitant price?!

Even if you can't beat them up, just walk over and kick them a couple of times, then sit down on the ground, clutching your stomach and saying, "I'm so hungry I don't have any strength left, I need some compensation." Wouldn't that be a great benefit?

Your brother-in-law has made it so obvious, how can you be so dense?!