Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

"roll."

This word is very light.

Light as a feather, it drifted gently into Hou Liangping's ear.

But this feather is heavier than Mount Tai.

That one word shattered all his reason, all his calculations, and all his last hope.

滚？

He only said that one word?

Hou Liangping's stiff body suddenly straightened. Due to insufficient blood supply caused by bending over for a long time, his mind went blank, and all he could see were black dots flying around.

The intense soreness in my lower back disappeared completely at that moment.

A sharper, more piercing pain spread from the deepest part of my heart.

That was the sound of dignity being brutally broken and then thrown to the ground, repeatedly crushed by the soles of feet.

He apologized.

In front of so many people, he lowered his noble head to a "soldier" he despised the most.

He endured humiliation he had never experienced before in his life.

He thought that was the bottom line. He thought that this matter should end here.

But what did he get in return?

The word "get lost".

It wasn't "Get up," it wasn't "Don't do it again," and it wasn't even a sarcastic remark.

It's just one word.

roll.

This is no longer just a humiliation.

This is a thorough, deep-seated contempt.

Just like humans, they won't say a word to an ant that's blocking their way; they'll just impatiently kick it away with their toes.

In the eyes of the other party, Hou Liangping was nothing more than an ant.

"you……"

An uncontrollable surge of blood rushed from his chest to the top of his head.

Hou Ping abruptly raised his head, his swollen face turning a terrifying liver color from excessive blood congestion. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Shen Zhong's excessively calm face.

Overwhelming resentment and insane hatred erupted from his internal organs.

He wanted to roar, he wanted to scream, he wanted to tell the man in front of him that he would regret it! He would definitely regret it!

Heavy!

I'll remember you!

Everything you have done to me today, I will repay a thousandfold in the future!

This feud will never end!

His lips trembled, and he was about to unleash the madness and fury within him.

Zhou Weiguo made a move.

The armed police captain stood like a wall, taking only one step to block the path between him and Shen Zhong.

Zhou Weiguo didn't speak, but just looked at him with his icy eyes.

There were no warnings, no threats, only a kind of indifference towards the dead.

"Splash—"

The dozen or so special forces soldiers behind him moved in perfect unison.

A dozen or so dark Type 95 automatic rifles, their barrels pressed down in unison, had red laser dots slowly converging from Hou Liangping's chest to his brow.

The air condensed again.

The threat of death that had just dissipated enveloped him again in a more brutal and direct way.

Reason finally prevailed over the mad impulse under the threat of death.

Hou Liangping looked at Zhou Weiguo blocking his way, and at the gun barrels pointed at his head. He knew that if he dared to say another word, the other party would not hesitate to "control" him on the spot.

At that point, it won't just be a matter of losing face.

He will become the biggest joke in the entire Beijing social circle.

A division chief from the Supreme People's Procuratorate was apprehended on the spot by the armed police while performing "official duties".

This stain will stay with him for the rest of his life.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his back teeth making a "clucking" sound from the excessive force, and a rusty, bloody taste filled his mouth.

No... not now...

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.

This feud has now been formed.

He will be patient; he will wait.

Wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to completely crush Shen Zhong underfoot, an opportunity that will make him wish he were dead!

It took Hou Liangping a long time to forcefully suppress the rage that was about to explode in his chest.

He squeezed out a few syllables, one by one, through his teeth.

"Let's...go!"

After saying those three words, he seemed to have all his strength drained away.

He no longer looked at Shen Zhong, nor at Zhou Weiguo, and dared not look at the pitying and contemptuous gazes cast upon him by the armed police special forces members.

He turned around abruptly.

That turn was so hasty, so awkward.

He started walking towards the stairwell.

Every step felt incredibly heavy, as if a thousand-pound iron block was strapped to my feet.

His chaotic and dull footsteps echoed clearly on the cement floor.

That wasn't the sound of footsteps.

That was a man's pride, a death knell tolling as he walked step by step toward his grave.

His subordinates behind him were already terrified.

Upon hearing Hou Liangping's hoarse command, they all felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

They dared not linger for a moment, nor even offer to help their leader. They simply lowered their heads and followed Hou Liangping, running downstairs as if fleeing.

That silhouette was filled with desolation and resentment.

This contrasted sharply with their confident and high-spirited demeanor just a dozen minutes earlier when they kicked open the stairwell door and rushed up the stairs.

Until the figures of those people completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs, and the hurried, frantic footsteps could no longer be heard.

The tense and stern atmosphere in the hallway finally eased.

The dozen or so armed police special forces members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are the state's violent machinery, tonight's events have put them under immense pressure.

On one side is the Supreme People's Procuratorate, and on the other is a decorated major general in the military.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Fortunately, their captain chose the right side.

Shen Zhong didn't glance at Hou Liangping even once more from beginning to end.

It was as if the fierce conflict that had just shaken the officialdom of the capital was nothing more than casually crushing a buzzing fly in front of him.

His face showed neither the joy of a victor nor the satisfaction of revenge.

He remained eerily calm.

He turned around and looked at his wife, who was still clutching the hem of his clothes tightly.

When his gaze fell upon He Xia, the frozen lake surface finally melted.

He reached out and gently patted He Xia's back.

"It's alright now."

His voice was low, yet it carried a calming power.

He Xia looked up at her husband.

The previous panic, fear, and grievances have vanished at this moment.

She looked at this man, this man who had just returned from the battlefield and had become her protector.

What welled up in my heart was an unprecedented sense of security and warmth.

She knew that starting tonight, everything would be different.

Just then, Zhou Weiguo straightened his military uniform.

He first waved his hand, signaling his team members to lift the alert, but still kept the entire corridor sealed off.

Then, he took a step forward, his movements solemn and precise.

He faced Shen Zhong again, straightening his back.

"Snapped!"

It was another impeccable military salute.

This time, in his gaze toward Shen Zhong, there was not only the respect of a subordinate for a superior, but also an indescribable fervor and worship.

He had seen too many so-called strongmen and heard too many legendary heroes.

But none of them could compare to the man before them.

He remained unfazed even when faced with dozens of gun barrels.

Faced with the Supreme People's Procuratorate's power, they crushed it with a smile.

This is what a true soldier is like!

This is truly a powerful national weapon!

Tonight, he not only completed a mission, but also witnessed the beginning of a legend.

Zhou Weiguo knew that his opportunity had come.

How many opportunities does a soldier have in his lifetime to follow a general who is destined to be remembered in history?

He didn't want to miss out.

You absolutely can't miss it!

He took a deep breath, and the admiration and following that soldiers have for the strong could no longer be suppressed.

He spoke, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Major General!"