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

Xiaoya, wearing military boots, walked step by step toward Wang Guangtou.

The sound of boots striking the floor tiles was exceptionally clear in the silence, like a countdown to death.

She stopped in front of him, looking down at the murderer who was as mushy as mud.

There was no pity in her eyes, only raging anger like molten lava and a judge-like coldness.

As the pain subsided, Wang Guangtou barely managed to open his blood-covered eyes and see Xiaoya's face clearly.

Fear mingled with his usual ferocity and arrogance; he gritted his teeth and growled hoarsely:

"Who the hell are you?! Do you know...do you know where you are?! Do you know who I am?! My uncle is..."

He struggled to get up.

"Bang!"

Xiaoya didn't even let him finish speaking before she used the hard butt of her assault rifle to smash Wang Guangtou's head hard on the side!

"Thump!" Another muffled sound!

Blood gushed out like a fountain from the wound on his head, covering half of his face.

Xiaoya just stared at him quietly, her eyes looking at him as if he were a pile of dirty garbage.

"I know," Xiaoya said, her voice eerily calm. "You have a backer, but it's nothing more than 'that' secretary in the county, and his men are nothing more than low-level thugs and hooligans."

She bent down slightly, the muzzle of the gun lifting Wang Guangtou's chin, forcing him to look into her bloodstained eyes.

"But now—"

"No one can save you."

"The reason I'm not killing you right away is simply because... someone doesn't want you to die too easily." Xiaoya's lips curled into a cold, chilling smile.

"Don't you like to use your 'power' to oppress people? Don't you think that here, you are the 'law'?"

She casually pointed the gun at Deputy Director Zhang and Chief Li, who were both pale-faced, as well as the police officers in the hall who were silent with fear.

"Does your so-called 'power' include them as well?"

"I'll tell you—"

Xiaoya's voice suddenly rose, carrying a devastating, forceful declaration:

"They can't save you!"

"Because—the 'power' we represent is greater than yours... greater than everyone behind you combined..."

"—They're all much bigger!!!"

boom!

As if to prove her point, the door connecting the lobby to the office area was suddenly pushed open!

Several key leaders of the county public security bureau, looking pale and tense, accompanied another group of people as they quickly walked out.

The group was led by several middle-aged men with calm demeanor and sharp eyes; they were members of the special investigation team from the Ministry of Public Security.

One of the older bureau leaders, upon seeing the horrifying scene in the hall—soldiers with guns, blood splattered everywhere, and the deputy bureau chief under arrest—felt his blood pressure spike instantly. Shocked and enraged, he disregarded the presence of the investigation team beside him and pointed at the soldiers, shouting sternly:

"Which unit are you from?! Who sent you?! This is utterly lawless..."

"shut up!!!"

A harsher, more urgent shout abruptly interrupted him!

The one who spoke was Liao Bin, the head of the special investigation team.

Team Leader Liao didn't even glance at the bureau leader; his gaze immediately locked onto Xiaoya, who stood in a pool of blood, gun in hand.

His heart sank suddenly, then jumped back up.

Before setting off, the special instructions from the top leadership and General Liu were still ringing in our ears: Pay attention to these four people. If you encounter them, you can only cooperate, not obstruct them. If the situation gets out of control, report it immediately!

The photos of those four people who should never be messed with were already deeply etched in his mind.

One of them was the cold, angry, stunningly beautiful young face in front of me, yet filled with murderous intent—Lin Xiaoya!

Team Leader Liao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and quickly adjusted his expression to a solemn and cautious one.

He pushed through the crowd, strode up to Xiaoya, stopped two steps away, nodded slightly, and spoke with an unprecedented gentleness and formality:

"Excuse me... are you Comrade Lin Xiaoya?"

Xiaoya shifted her gaze from Wang Guangtou to his face, giving a very slight nod, but the coldness in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

it's confirmed!

Team Leader Liao felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He immediately introduced himself: "I am Liao Bin, the leader of the special task force specifically responsible for investigating the murder of Comrade Shi Qinglie, acting on orders from the highest superiors and General Liu."

He carefully chose his words, trying to ease the situation:

"As you can see... we have fully intervened. Please rest assured, we will investigate this case thoroughly as quickly as possible, find out the truth, and never let any person involved get away with it, giving Comrade Shi Qinglie and his family a just explanation!"

"Oh."

Xiaoya let out a very soft, cold sneer.

"Wait for your investigation?" The sarcasm in her eyes was like an icicle. "How long will the investigation take? A day? A week? Or a month?"

Her voice suddenly rose, filled with barely suppressed grief and indignation:

"My Uncle Shi! He's still lying here in the mourning hall, his eyes open, cold and lifeless!"

"And what about these so-called 'law-handling agencies'?!" She suddenly pointed at Deputy Director Zhang and Chief Li.

"Not only do they refuse to give an explanation, but they are also scheming to frame my Uncle Shi for 'murder'! They are even risking their lives to protect the real murderer!"

She sneered again, the chill in her laughter sending shivers down Team Leader Liao's spine.

"Heh... 'Self-defense'? Isn't that a term they like to use?"

Xiaoya suddenly pulled out her military officer's ID card and held it up directly in front of Team Leader Liao, almost touching his face.

"Look carefully! Look closely! Look at the permissions listed here!"

Her voice turned chilling:

"Given the current situation—they're trying to attack me with guns—I can easily, within my authority, take action against everyone here who has pointed a gun at me..."

"—Kill them all!"

"I was also acting in self-defense!"

She stared at Team Leader Liao's suddenly contracted pupils, and said, word by word:

"Moreover, my privileges... are higher."

"Would you like to see for yourself how my 'self-defense' is carried out?"

Team Leader Liao's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He knew, of course, what that document meant, and he was even more aware that when the woman in front of him and the group of people behind her were driven to the brink, they were capable of anything!

Authority? Rules? Faced with the overwhelming blood feud of the tragic deaths of loved ones and the grief of brothers, those things are fragile and easily destroyed!

Stop her? What can you do to stop her? Even if the higher-ups investigate afterwards, remove them from their posts, revoke their authority, or even severely punish them... what good will that do?

The horrific tragedy that will splatter blood everywhere is about to happen! And will Zeng Long and his team members, who have crawled out of hell, care about the accountability afterwards?

Right now, all they see and feel is hatred! Only revenge!

Team Leader Liao swallowed a non-existent mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

He looked at Xiaoya and pleaded with her:

"Comrade Lin... how about this? Please calm down, we will definitely..."

"I don't have time." Xiaoya interrupted him directly, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I'm in a hurry."

She raised her hand and pointed in turn to Wang Guangtou on the ground, as well as Deputy Director Zhang and Director Li, whose faces were ashen.

"I'm taking these three people with me now."

"Investigating the case is your job."

"My only responsibility is to get them... to my Uncle Shi's mourning hall before noon!"

She glanced around, her gaze finally settling on Team Leader Liao's face, and uttered the words that made everyone's hearts stop:

"If anyone dares to stop..."

"Then I have no choice but to... exercise my right to 'self-defense'."

"..."

Team Leader Liao was completely stunned.

Letting Lin Xiaoya take Wang Guangtou away might be barely explainable given the extremely unusual background of "blood revenge".

But allowing her to take away Deputy Director Zhang and Chief Li—two still-serving police officers—is a serious violation of procedure and borders on public kidnapping! The impact is extremely negative!

But they won't let us take it?

Team Leader Liao had no doubt that if he uttered a single "no," the hall would instantly transform into a veritable slaughterhouse! Lin Xiaoya and Tang Long were absolutely capable of doing it!

What to do?!

Cold sweat trickled down Team Leader Liao's temples.

His expression shifted, and finally, looking at Xiaoya, he mustered all his strength to make a request:

"Comrade Lin...this matter is of great importance, please...please give me a little time, I...I need to immediately consult with my superiors! Just one phone call! Is that alright?"

Xiaoya looked at him and remained silent for about three seconds.

Those three seconds felt like three centuries to Team Leader Liao.

Finally, Xiaoya nodded gently.

Her voice regained that terrifying calm, giving the final deadline:

"You only have—"

"Ten minutes."

Team Leader Liao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He didn't care about his image and immediately turned around, almost running to a slightly quieter corner. With trembling hands, he took out his phone.

The hall fell into an even more tense and oppressive silence than before.

Only Wang Guangtou's faint, painful groans, and the thick, unyielding smell of blood and gunpowder, filled the air, foreshadowing an even greater storm that was approaching.