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

The main hall of the Wu family ancestral home.

The evening light shines through the carved window frames, cutting out dim and distorted patches of light on the smooth blue brick floor.

The hall was deathly silent, like a graveyard.

The four gentlemen, Wu Jingzhong, Chen Guoqing, He Minquan, and Liu Xingguang, sat in armchairs.

No one is drinking tea.

No one spoke.

Even their breathing was deliberately kept extremely low, as if the slightest increase in volume would shatter the suffocating tranquility.

Big eyes, staring at small eyes.

On every wrinkled face, the same expression is etched—

Deep within despair lies the final, almost ferocious struggle of a trapped beast.

They all knew it in their hearts.

this time……

Completely finished, utterly ruined.

Those personnel sent out to investigate the Zeng family factions, those vassal families, protégés, and former associates who jumped out to suppress the Zeng family...

None of them can escape.

Only now did they truly and completely understand the chilling truth behind Zeng Rong's "retirement statement"—

A real threat!

Zeng Rong's true intention in his statement was not to have his people retire early or resign!

He meant the opposite: he wanted their people to retire early or resign!

Everyone in Beijing knows that Zeng Rong once said:

"I, Zeng Rong—my Zeng family—can't defeat you, so I'll send all my people home to retire, okay?"

"Now the tables have turned, hehe! You can't beat me, Zeng Rong, so sorry, you'll have to do the same as me, otherwise you'll have to consider the wrath of public opinion..."

"I don't care, I'll just watch the show from the sidelines!"

"But...! I'm the director and screenwriter of this whole drama!"

"The form of further escalation and the end time are entirely up to my will, Zeng Xu. As long as I don't yell 'Cut!' then you're...cut!"

Old Master Chen suffered the most this time because he jumped the fastest, the highest, and the most enthusiastically! Now he's fallen even harder!

He slowly turned his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the other three people before finally settling on the back of his slightly trembling hand.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a dry sigh, as sharp as a snapping piece of wood.

"well……"

"Tell me about it..."

His voice was hoarse, filled with utter exhaustion:

"Is there any other way... to resolve this situation?"

"We can't... just sit here and wait to be wiped out, can we?"

He raised his head, his eyes filled with humiliation and anger at being utterly humiliated.

"That old scoundrel Zeng Rong... he's too vicious!"

"They pinned us to the ground and rubbed us against the ground!"

His fingers unconsciously gripped the armrests of the armchair, his knuckles turning deathly white.

"How can I ever face anyone again with this old face of mine?"

"To see someone?"

Old Master Liu Xingguang gave a cold laugh, a laugh devoid of warmth, filled only with self-mockery:

"Old Chen, think about it... whether you can still 'show your face' in public."

"What's going on outside? Didn't you hear?"

"Traitor! Corrupt official! Colluding with foreign powers to murder a hero!"

"If these accusations are leveled against us... our ancestral graves will be dug up!"

He paused, his brow furrowed, as if he had suddenly remembered something:

"I still can't figure it out..."

"Why would Longyu Group, a mere commercial company, be so devoted to the Zeng family?"

"Isn't it afraid... that we, the various companies, will join forces and completely destroy it afterward?"

"Even if it's a commercial aircraft carrier, in China, it's not impossible for several of us to suppress it by joining forces!"

Mr. Wu Jingzhong slowly raised his eyelids.

Those eyes, once as sharp as an eagle's, are now bloodshot and cloudy, yet they still burn with the last vestige of an undying flame.

"The Teng family..."

His voice was deep, like sandpaper scraping:

"This time, the Teng family is determined to side with the Zeng family."

"Everyone knows that Teng Ao is close to Zeng Linglong."

"With them joining forces, we're really in a difficult position."

Mr. He Minquan's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a lifeline:

"Then...shall we talk to that old bastard Tengtian?!"

"Let him set the conditions!"

"As long as he can persuade Teng Ao not to interfere in the Zeng family's affairs, we can free up our resources to retaliate!"

"At least...we won't be as helpless as we are now!"

Wu Jingzhong was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"This... is one way."

"You can give it a try."

"But no, this is the only way."

His gaze sharpened again:

"Yes, we have a backup plan."

Just then—

Grandpa Liu Xingguang suddenly stood up from his chair!

The movement was a bit too forceful, causing the chair legs to scrape against the ground, making a piercing "creaking" sound!

"I remember now!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement:

"The younger generation in the family mentioned it briefly today!"

"Zeng Rong's second grandson—Zeng Xuan! He's been searching for properties all over Beijing lately!"

"And they declared—they only want the expensive ones, not the cheap ones!"

"He also boasted everywhere that his cousin, Zeng Lingyu, gave him over two billion yuan!"

"He also said that his cousin is a little rich woman! She has billions in her bank account!"

"That Zeng Xuan kid is living the high life now, spending money like water!"

"What?!"

Mr. Wu Jingzhong also suddenly stood up!

His movements were even more urgent than Liu Xingguang's!

He stared intently at Liu Xingguang, and suddenly two beams of light, like a final burst of light, shot out from his cloudy eyes!

"You mean Zeng Sheng's daughter, Zeng Lingyu?!"

"Where did she get so much money?!"

His voice, tinged with extreme shock and a hint of excitement, trembled slightly:

"The Zeng family has served in the military for generations! They have never been involved in business!"

"Even if you sold the entire Zeng family estate, it wouldn't be worth a few hundred million!"

"A little girl, billions?!"

"There's definitely something wrong here!!"

Old Master Chen Guoqing frowned and pondered for a moment:

"Old Wu, at this time, news breaks that the Zeng family's descendants have unexplained financial problems..."

"Could it be... another smokescreen from that old fox Zeng Rong?"

"On purpose, to lure us in?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly cooling down the excitement that had just begun to rise.

The hall fell silent once again.

Four people, eight eyes, staring at each other.

Deep in their eyes, there is the same thing—

Doubtful.

Zeng Rong...

This name, at this moment, is like an invisible shackle, tightly binding their thoughts.

They were scared.

I'm really scared.

They feared this was yet another carefully laid trap, waiting for them to run right into it.

Deadly trap!

however--

The silence lasted for a full three minutes.

Wu Jingzhong slowly sat down, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.

despair.

despair.

despair.

Each sound is like a question to one's own heart.

finally.

He stopped tapping.

He raised his head, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes was replaced by a ruthless determination.

"check."

In short, decisive.

"Whether it's true or false, this is the only breakthrough we can see right now!"

"That's right, the perfect point of attack!"

His voice grew colder and faster:

"As long as we can find out that Zeng Lingyu's funds have an unclear or unclean source!"

"We can then use the same method—public opinion! In turn, we can condemn Zeng Rong! Condemn the Zeng family!"

"Furthermore... we can immediately initiate an investigation into Zeng Sheng!"

"Treat them as they treat you!"

A near-mad flame reignited in his eyes:

"Immediately! Check all of Zeng Xuan and Zeng Lingyu's bank accounts! All financial transactions! All records!"

The command was executed swiftly.