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

County Public Security Bureau, lobby.

Time seemed to freeze at the sound of gunfire, then began to flow again amidst the smoke.

Deputy Director Zhang, his face ashen, led a group of people out of the corridor.

Beside him, besides a few trusted police officers, were two men with flustered expressions—one was a bald man with a burly face and shifty eyes, and the other was Director Li of the Shibai Town Police Station, whose face was pale and whose legs were trembling.

Just minutes before, the three of them were in the deputy director's office, plotting how to solidify Shi Qinglie's claim as the "perpetrator."

How to fabricate the "defense" process of Wang Guangtou's henchmen so perfectly that it would not be discovered by the forces behind Chen Zheng and Lu Xiao?

The sudden argument in the hall interrupted their "discussion".

Unbeknownst to them, upstairs in the conference room, the bureau's top leaders were being urgently questioned by another team from a special task force of the Ministry of Public Security.

Unbeknownst to them, another group of men, fueled by overwhelming rage and blood feuds, had already crushed them like the Grim Reaper!

Xiaoya and Tanglong's gazes, like two red-hot irons, instantly locked onto Wang Guangtou in the crowd!

That's the beast!

This scumbag, after failing to rape Xiao Shiliu, ordered his men to beat their sworn brother Shi Tiezhu's father to death!

That simple, honest man who is now lying in the cold mourning hall, his eyes wide open in death!

Xiaoya and Tanglong had already learned the general truth of the matter through the rapid investigation by the elites in the training camp.

With Xiaoya's intelligence-tracking abilities, she learned that Wang Guangtou was at the county public security bureau, so she immediately brought her men over.

The two now see that the culprit is among them, still at large and under the protection of the main investigators.

Anger and hatred surged to their peak in an instant.

The raging flames, like volcanic lava, shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head! They consumed the last shred of reason!

"You bastard!"

Tang Long let out a suppressed, beast-like growl, his eyes flashing with cold light!

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly moved the gun barrel horizontally!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four perfectly precise bursts of fire! The bullets seemed to have eyes, grazing the wrists of the police officers who were holding their guns, leaving a scorching gaseous air and a sharp whistling sound!

"Ah!" Amidst the exclamations, several police officers felt a violent jolt and numbness in their wrists, and their service pistols clattered and fell to the ground!

In the blink of an eye, before the gunshot had even faded and everyone was stunned into silence—

Tang Long's figure shot up like a ghost!

It moved so fast that it left only a blurry afterimage in the air!

In the next instant, he had already flashed in front of Wang Guangtou!

Wang Guangtou didn't even see the face of the person who came, he only saw a black shadow with endless killing intent pressing down like a mountain, and a military boot rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes!

"Bang—!!!"

A heavy, teeth-grinding thud!

Tang Long delivered a powerful, straightforward kick, imbued with all his strength and fury, to Wang Guangtou's chest!

"Ugh—!" Wang Guangtou screamed in agony as his fat body flew off the ground like a tattered sack, crashing heavily onto the cold bricks three or four meters away!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and foam, as if his internal organs had shifted out of place. He curled up like a cooked shrimp, only able to exhale, not inhale.

Tang Long's movements did not stop for the slightest!

He flashed again, appearing like a shadow in front of the bald-headed Wang who was lying on the ground, and pressed the muzzle of his gun down.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

Five shots in quick succession! The bullets weren't aimed at vital organs, but rather grazed the edges of the muscles on Wang Guangtou's two thighs, carving five deep bloody furrows!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and Wang Guang's head convulsed and rolled wildly on the ground like a dying fish, the blood quickly staining the ground beneath him.

at the same time!

Deputy Director Zhang and Chief Li were terrified by the bloody and violent scene, and instinctively reached for their sidearms at their waists!

"Da da da da—!!!"

A short, crisp burst of assault rifle fire suddenly rang out!

It was Xiaoya! She had already snatched the assault rifle from the soldier next to her, lowered the muzzle, and fired a burst of bullets that accurately hit the ground less than ten centimeters in front of Zhang and Li's toes!

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft!" Tiles shards mixed with gunpowder smoke and sparks exploded violently, splattering onto the two men's trouser legs!

The two men froze on the spot as if electrocuted, their hands reaching for their service pistols hanging in mid-air, their faces ashen, and cold sweat instantly soaking through their police uniforms.

Xiaoya held the gun in one hand, her icy gaze slowly sweeping over every restless police officer in the hall.

There was no threat in that gaze, only a calm that seemed to declare death.

Then, she abruptly raised the muzzle of her gun, aiming it at the corner of the hall's ceiling—

"Da da da da da da da da—!!!"

The continuous, ferocious bursts of gunfire, like the roar of death, instantly filled every inch of space!

The deafening gunfire assaulted everyone's eardrums and hearts, causing the plasterboard on the ceiling to shatter and fall, and dust to billow down.

This undisguised declaration of force, this overwhelming display of violence, completely extinguished the last vestige of resistance in the hearts of all the officers present. Many of them felt their legs go weak and instinctively backed away.

The gunfire ceased, but the echoes reverberated in the empty hall.

Just then, a soft "click" sounded from the pistol in Tang Long's hand—the magazine was empty.

He remained expressionless, not even glancing at the bald-headed man on the ground who was groaning and convulsing from blood loss and excruciating pain. With fluid movements, he removed the empty magazine, replaced it with a fully loaded one, and cocked it with a "click."

Then, he slowly squatted down and pressed the scalding hot muzzle directly against Wang Guangtou's bloodied, mangled forehead, which was covered in cold sweat and blood.

Tang Long's face was expressionless, radiating only a chilling, bone-deep killing intent that seemed to freeze the soul. His voice, though not loud, swept through the deathly silent hall like a Siberian wind:

"If it weren't for the boss ordering you... to kneel before Uncle Shi before noon."

"If it weren't for Tie Zhu... he would have to avenge his father with his own hands."

He pressed the gun barrel harder, and Wang Guangtou let out a painful whimper.

"Right now... I really want to use... all the bullets in this gun..."

"One by one... all of them, into your head!"

"—To vent the hatred in my heart!"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Only Wang Guangtou's suppressed, dying groans and the uncontrollable, heavy, bellows-like panting of some others could be heard.