He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhang Beixing gently stroked An Ran's beautiful hair, smiled, and whispered, "Me too."

The two embraced and stumbled toward the bed.

Zhang Beixing flicked his finger, and the force struck the switch, causing the dormitory lights to go out abruptly.

A short while later, the sound of two people rustling could be heard in the darkness. Both of them were trying their best to enjoy this rare moment of peace.

In the darkest hour of the night, a long-brewing storm is about to break!
In July, the scorching sun beat down on the earth, turning the whole world into a giant furnace.

On the parade ground of an armed police station in a certain border area of ​​southern Xinjiang, bright red flags fluttered in the wind, but the police officers standing below did not feel any coolness. The air was filled with heat, which even the wind could not dispel.

The blazing sun overhead radiated intense heat, and the air around the playground was slightly distorted by the heat.

Armed Police Squadron Leader Li Zhencheng and his men were waiting here to welcome the special forces who were coming to cooperate with the anti-drug operation.

Li Zhencheng had long heard of special forces. In the past two months, a special forces unit called "Xiaolong" had been frequently conducting anti-drug operations on the border, making things much easier for them, the professional anti-drug armed police.

But Li Zhencheng didn't feel particularly happy, because arresting these drug-trafficking bastards was their duty in the first place.

These special forces are clearly here to steal our jobs!

However, Li Zhencheng was certainly grateful that they had come all this way to help.

After all, they were all from the same unit, and given the painful lesson learned last time, Li Zhencheng dared not be careless in the slightest.

The special forces are renowned and admired by many, but Li Zhencheng also possesses the most basic pride of an armed police officer. He greatly admires these special forces soldiers, but he also doesn't believe that his team is inferior to theirs.

Li Zhencheng volunteered to come and greet us, not without the attitude of "let's see what they're made of."

To put it bluntly, he wanted to compete with the special forces.

A dozen or so strong police officers, specially selected by Li Zhencheng, stood in a row, motionless under the blazing sun, to give the other side a warning and to gain the initiative in the anti-drug operation.

"Look, a helicopter is coming!"

Suddenly, someone in the group shouted towards the sky.

Everyone looked up at the same time, including Li Zhencheng. He focused his gaze and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, a howling wind arose in the clear blue sky, without a single cloud.

Four large armed transport helicopters, visible to the naked eye, were circling and speeding towards them.

"Damn it, they're finally here! If they hadn't come soon, I wouldn't have been able to stand still!"

Looking up at the sky, Li Zhencheng revealed a mysterious smile.

Li Zhencheng is in his early forties, a time when a man's ambitions are at their peak and his career is at its zenith. Years of dedicated training have made his physique comparable to that of a young man.

Even within the entire Southern Xinjiang Armed Police Corps, there are few who are more skilled than him.

Therefore, he had long anticipated this famous special forces unit, especially the legendary "Demon King," whom he had heard of for a long time and wanted to see for himself.

As everyone looked up, four Mi-17 "Hippo" helicopters arrived at the landing site and began to slow down and descend.

The massive propellers whipped up a hurricane that swept across the line of officers below, forcing them to lower their salutes and shield their faces from the wind.

Li Zhencheng's lips twitched as he looked at the scene before him.

Oh dear, so the newcomer is even more ruthless than him. They've already given him a hard time before we've even met?

Li Zhencheng looked at his teammates with a disappointed expression, shook his head helplessly, and did not scold them.

It wasn't that he didn't want to reprimand them, but that he simply couldn't bring himself to say it.

The helicopter whipped up a deafening gust of wind, whipping everyone's clothes around. To speak, one had to shout at the top of their lungs, and even then, there was no guarantee of being heard. Li Zhencheng simply couldn't be bothered with that.

The helicopter finally landed smoothly, and the cabin door slowly opened. Li Zhencheng stared wide-eyed at the scene.

finally come!

He wanted to see for himself what the legendary Wolf Fang elite special forces were really like!
The helicopter rotors slowly came to a stop, the hatch opened, and a team of special forces soldiers in digital camouflage combat uniforms walked out one by one.

Four helicopters, four teams, each person covered in a dazzling array of weapons and equipment.

Most people carry the QBZ94 automatic rifle – Q stands for rapid automatic, B stands for rifle, Z refers to the manufacturer China, and 94 is the year it was introduced.

This type of rifle is also used by the People's Armed Police. However, the rifles used by the special forces look different. They all seem to have been modified, and some even have a grenade launcher hanging under the muzzle.

There were also a small number of people carrying rifles that Li Zhencheng had never even seen before.

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you're unfamiliar with it—those black rifles, each one equipped with a Picatinny rail, mounted with various optical sights, laser designators, suppressors, and so on. Furthermore, the gun can be folded, instantly transforming into a short assault rifle.

In addition to rifles, the special forces soldiers were also equipped with various sniper rifles, as well as grenades, smoke grenades, tactical knives, observation instruments, Claymore mines, grenade launchers, and even flamethrowers and small artillery. The dazzling array of weapons left Li Zhencheng in awe.

This is truly special forces equipment!
Suddenly, Li Zhencheng's eyes widened.

He noticed that one of the planes even had female soldiers on board, their faces covered in greasepaint, obscuring their features. However, judging from their gait, it was clear that this was a female special forces unit that had fought in combat.

He was dashing and imposing.

After the four special forces teams disembarked from the plane, they all consciously followed behind the team in front.

And this team is naturally the Red Cell Special Operations Group led by Zhang Beixing!
Li Zhencheng's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the team at the very front.

The nearly sixty-strong joint special operations force, after getting off the plane, did not exchange any words or deliberately form a line; they simply walked forward casually.

At first glance, they even seemed like a disorganized rabble, but when Li Zhencheng looked at them closely, he felt a sense of unease.

No one spoke; they remained silent as they approached Li Zhencheng and the others.

At first glance, it seemed to have no order, but when they stopped and spread out their formation, a powerful killing intent from a battle-hardened, iron-blooded elite force suddenly and unexpectedly rushed over them!

Li Zhencheng couldn't help but shiver.

This... how many enemies must one have killed to possess such murderous intent?
terrible!

Li Zhencheng suddenly realized that the real strength of special forces was not their weapons, but the people themselves.

For some reason, Li Zhencheng suddenly felt like laughing.

It's not about mocking others, but about mocking yourself.

Yeah, he was so stupid. Just now, he was actually thinking of using his team to compete against them. But as soon as they met, he knew he had lost.

It was a complete and utter defeat. The two teams were simply not in the same league; they were worlds apart!
Li Zhencheng shook his head with a wry smile; he was too naive.

"Hello, thank you for your hard work. I am Zhang Beixing, the commander-in-chief of this operation."

A calm voice rang out in front of Li Zhencheng.

Li Zhencheng looked up abruptly and saw a handsome young face with a gentle smile.

Zhang Beixing smiled slightly: "May I ask who you are...?"

Too young!

This was the first impression Li Zhencheng had of Zhang Beixing after seeing him.

He's very handsome, a bit like a pretty boy.

This is the second impression.

Zhang Beixing isn't immune to getting tanned—after roaming freely in Tria for a long time, the local sun's ultraviolet rays gave him a healthy wheat-colored tan.

However, after returning to China and finishing his confinement, he went to a farm. With nothing to do, he ended up turning pale again.

Li Zhencheng felt that these two impressions were originally very difficult to break.

But as soon as Zhang Beixing opened his mouth, although his tone was very polite, it brought Li Zhencheng a strange and terrifying shock.

To remain calm and composed amidst such overwhelming murderous intent—can such a person be an ordinary person?

If they had met on the battlefield instead of here, and if Li Zhencheng didn't know the other side was an ally, he would have run away without hesitation!
No, my legs are trembling so badly, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to run away...

"Oh, hello, I'm Li Zhencheng, the company commander for this operation!"

Li Zhencheng snapped out of his daze and quickly introduced himself.

Zhang Beixing smiled and introduced himself again: "Hello, Captain Li, I am Zhang Beixing."

After speaking, Zhang Beixing still had a faint smile on his lips as he glanced at the "elite troops" standing behind Li Zhencheng.

Those men still stood meticulously, heads held high and chests out, but compared to the seemingly scattered special forces soldiers in front of them, they unconsciously felt their imposing presence was somewhat diminished.

However, Li Zhencheng had no time to worry about his embarrassment. When he clearly heard Zhang Beixing's name, he froze on the spot.

what?
Zhangbei trip?
Isn't this the "Demon King"?

The legendary demon king who killed without blinking an eye and slew countless enemies is actually such a young person?
Upon thinking of this, Li Zhencheng couldn't help but raise his gaze again, focusing intently on Zhang Beixing in front of him, and began to scrutinize the young man from head to toe.

Zhang Beixing and the other special forces members were dressed identically in jungle camouflage combat uniforms, complete with bulletproof vests and helmets.

The difference was that Zhang Beixing had no weapons. Aside from his protective gear, he carried no other equipment—no rifle, no sniper rifle, not even a simple self-defense pistol. He had nothing, neither grenades nor flashbangs.

He stood there, his smile seemingly harmless, yet to onlookers he was like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed, making one hesitant to look directly at him.

Although he has no weapon in his hand, he himself is the most powerful weapon in the world.

Li Zhencheng snapped out of his daze, looked at Zhang Beixing, and his face was full of solemnity.

"Commander Zhang, welcome. With you all working together, I'm confident we can teach those drug dealers a lesson they won't forget."

As he spoke, a strange look flashed across Li Zhencheng's face—because just now, he almost blurted out the term "Demon King."

There's no way around it; the title "Demon King" is just too legendary.

Especially in the last two months, the JF-17 Thunder fighters, which have been active in border operations, have used this name to strike fear into the hearts of countless criminals.

Zhang Beixing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Is it a dragon crossing the river?

Hehe, that's some kind of underworld slang. But it's not bad, except these outsiders don't really "cross the river"—they're like dragons soaring in the sky, and the local bullies only need to look up to them.

Nevertheless, Zhang Beixing would not betray their good intentions, nor would he disregard the advice of these seasoned veterans of the border region. Pride is acceptable, but arrogance is not.

Zhang Beixing smiled faintly, his face full of a warm and welcoming smile, yet it concealed an undeniable murderous intent that sent chills down one's spine upon first glance.

"The lesson isn't enough. This time, I'm going to give them a big gift, and make all those with ill intentions pay a bloody price. I will engrave the name of Wolf Fang deep in their hearts, making it an absolute taboo that they will never dare to disobey."

"The mere thought of it fills them with trembling and fear!"

hiss……!
What a grand vision!
What kind of ruthless tactics and strength would it take to accomplish this?
Upon hearing this, Li Zhencheng couldn't help but gasp.

He didn't think Zhang Beixing was joking at all.

Li Zhencheng firmly believes that this anti-drug operation will inevitably leave these drug dealers with a lifelong painful lesson!

“Well said. I hope to see the day when drug dealers all over the world will avoid China.” Li Zhencheng laughed.

Zhang Beixing casually replied with a smile, "I accidentally gave everyone a little pep talk. Thanks to Captain Li for his trust."

After exchanging names, the two men promptly raised their hands in salute.

Zhang Beixing said half-jokingly, "The sun is so scorching, let's not stand here. Let's find a shady spot to talk, lest we all get heatstroke before the battle even starts."

"Okay, I didn't think that through. Let's go to the office; there's chilled watermelon waiting for you all."

"That's wonderful! Erniu, let's go get some watermelon!"

"Okay, thanks, Brother Beixing!"

Li Erniu smiled smugly and glanced at Wang Yanbing, as if to say: See, my brother Beixing still cares about me.

"Erniu, you've gone astray!" Wang Yanbing accused him with great distress.

"Wait for me!" Song Kaifei shamelessly ran after him. "Captain, you can't forget about me, your accessory!"

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh and curse, "Pah, you two sycophants."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them rushed out one after the other.

"Hey, this is nonsense."

Xu Tianlong shook his head with a wry smile and hurriedly chased after them. (End of Chapter)