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

The old man slowly walked up to his grandson, his cloudy old eyes now gleaming with a sharp, all-seeing light.

"Little Dragon".

"This time, you arrested all six of them..."

"Isn't it more than just 'disrupting the Wu army's formation and extracting clues about the Zhou organization'?"

Zeng Linglong looked at his grandfather without saying a word.

But a barely perceptible smile, as if he had been seen through, flashed in his eyes.

Grandpa Zeng also smiled; it was a shrewd, all-knowing smile.

He was like a seasoned general in control, strategizing on a sand table:

"If Grandpa were to plan the layout..."

"First, confuse Wu Jun and force him into a panic, thereby exposing clues about the Zhou Organization more quickly."

"Secondly, observe the Wu family's attitude. If the Wu family is willing to risk everything, even their own survival, to protect Wu Jun... then it means the Wu family is likely aware of the situation, or even involved! Because they know that once Wu Jun's crimes are proven, the Wu family will be finished, so it's better to risk their lives now!"

"Third, examine the Chen, He, and Liu families closely. If they also do everything in their power to protect their people, then they are highly suspicious. If they hesitate, observe, or even later turn against them, then it means they were not involved in the conspiracy."

"Fourth, if the Chen, He, and Liu families were not involved... then when Wu Jun's crimes are revealed and they discover that they were implicated by Wu Jun and suffered heavy losses for nothing... their anger will all turn towards Wu Jun and the Wu family!"

"At that time, no matter how severely Wu Jun or the Wu family is dealt with, no one will speak up for them or stand up for them!"

"Fifth, the current political maneuvering and family feuds! Let things escalate, and as the other side keeps making moves—they'll leave their mark!"

"Who serves the Wu family and the other three? Who are their people? They'll automatically step forward whenever the other side makes a move. Perfect timing... to take them down together!"

"Sixth, testing the Chen, He, and Liu families is simple. You have incriminating evidence against Chen Yifeng for orchestrating the public opinion storm last time!"

"He Ziming and Liu Shengyue have been accused of stealing state secrets. This evidence was brought out at a crucial moment to force the three families to compromise."

"If they compromise, it proves they have nothing to hide and weren't involved in the Cosmic Organization's activities."

"Seventh, after the dust settles, Wu Jun will be dealt with, and the Wu family, whether involved or not, won't fare well! The other three families, whether involved or not, will also be used as pawns, and those affiliated families and forces that jump out will become cannon fodder!"

"When a large number of people are dealt with, those vacant positions will be very valuable. Whoever sides with the Zeng family this time will receive the rewards they deserve."

"Because whether it's the government, the military, or other families, they will all favor the Zeng family, because the Zeng family is the biggest victim."

Grandpa Zeng's voice grew increasingly steady, and his eyes grew brighter:

"Most importantly..."

"Your eldest uncle, your father, and your youngest uncle are all in key positions."

"After this battle, we have so many bargaining chips and so many allies who have chosen our side... With a little maneuvering, your uncle can advance even further thanks to his achievements within the Longyu Group! Your eldest uncle and your father can also rise to even greater heights!"

After speaking, Grandpa Zeng looked intently at his grandson:

"Little Dragon, does Grandpa's deduction... meet your expectations?"

The ward was completely silent.

Everyone was so shocked by the old man's shrewd plan that they were speechless!

This is no simple act of revenge. It is clearly a meticulously planned, multi-pronged strategy—a breathtaking game of chess!

Zeng Linglong smiled.

The smile was faint.

"grandfather……"

He gently shook his head:

"I could only think of the points you mentioned earlier."

"As for what comes next... I haven't thought that far ahead yet."

"Grandpa, you are the master strategist—the grandmaster."

"You!"

Grandpa Zeng pointed at his grandson with his cane and chuckled as he scolded him:

"Grandpa won't accept this flattery!"

"My grandson Zeng Rong's methods and ruthlessness are well-known to his grandfather!"

He suppressed his smile, his gaze sharpening like a knife as he looked out the window at the smoke-filled Beijing skyline.

Slowly, he exhaled a breath of stale air.

"OK."

"This time, my grandson and I... will team up."

"It's time to let some people see..."

Grandpa Zeng's back was ramrod straight, and a long-lost, fierce, and battle-hardened aura suddenly erupted from his aged body:

"How I, Zeng Rong... drew my sword!"

At the same time, in the quiet room of the Kong family's old residence.

Grandpa Kong and Kong Zhuo sat facing each other.

On the central sandalwood chessboard, black and white pieces are intertwined, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

But neither of them was really focused on the game.

"Grandpa, Zeng Linglong is coming on strong this time."

Kong Zhuo placed a piece, his voice low and deep:

"The joint counterattack by the Wu family and the other three families was also extremely fierce."

"Should we... join the game?"

Grandpa Kong did not answer immediately.

His withered fingers held a black game piece, slowly rotating it between his fingertips.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the chessboard, revealing the invisible swords and shadows gleaming in the sky above the capital.

"Zeng Rong... and his grandson are not impulsive people."

Grandpa Kong spoke slowly, his voice aged yet clear:

"If they dared to do this, they must have something that could overturn the table."

"Wu Jingzhong and the others... are getting anxious."

"When you're in a rush, you're more likely to expose your weaknesses."

He slammed a black piece down on a crucial spot on the board with a sharp "smack," his tone suddenly turning cold:

"If our Kong family gets involved, the waters will... become even muddier."

"The Wu family will be in even more pain."

"but……"

He raised his eyes, looked at his grandson, and his eyes gleamed:

"The risks are also greater."

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

Kong Zhuo leaned forward slightly:

"Grandpa, what do you mean?"

Grandpa Kong remained silent for a long time.

"Wait a little longer."

"Look at Zeng Rong's old sword... just how sharp it really is."

"Look at his grandson who crawled back from hell..."

"Could we... completely revitalize this stagnant pool?"

The same scene was playing out in the Luo family study.

Grandpa Luo and Luo Haoran were also having an in-depth discussion about "choosing sides".

The tea has gone cold, and no one is there to refill it.

"Haoran, what do you think?" Old Master Luo asked.

Luo Haoran pondered for a moment:

"Grandpa, I can't see through Zeng Linglong."

"But he's ruthless, precise, and steady in his work, and... he always seems to have a backup plan."

"This seems risky, but I feel... he has a better chance of winning."

Grandpa Luo nodded slowly:

"That old fellow Zeng Rong has never fought a battle he wasn't confident of winning in his entire life."

"The fact that he dared to draw his sword means... the sword is sharpened and ready to drink blood."

"Our Luo family..."

He paused, his gaze deep:

"We can start preparing some 'icing on the cake' items."

"But the timing of providing timely assistance..."

"I need to take another look."

In the capital city, on this night, countless eyes are watching, and countless hearts are weighing their options.

Many forces, families, and individuals have also begun to get involved.

A storm triggered by the attack on Zeng Linglong has evolved into a raging storm sweeping through top wealthy families!

At the eye of the storm, there was the grandfather and grandson who joined forces to draw their swords...

He calmly moves the pieces, waiting—

The moment the enemy reveals a fatal flaw.

The risks are invisible to everyone.

The potential benefits are too numerous to calculate.

This game is no longer simply a contest of power and faction.

It's vision, it's courage, it's being willing to risk everything—

Gambling instinct!

Let's bet on who will have the last laugh.