A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

"Get out, get out! Are you blind? Didn't you see the red light?"

Feng Yuxiu abruptly stopped on the sidewalk, and a sturdy-looking Chinese man got out of the car that Bruce's son had hit.

He covered his head and pointed aggressively at the car behind him, shouting.

How did Wang Yadong happen to be here?

Feng Yuxiu didn't look around. Since Wang Yadong was able to appear here on time, Yuan Lang and the others should also be nearby.

It seems they also realized they had discovered Bruce's son.

There are no cameras around here; Americans don't like their privacy being exposed.

Therefore, Feng Yuxiu tacitly acknowledged that Old A Group was deploying surveillance in the surrounding area.

The car door remained closed for a long time. Wang Yadong stood in front of the car, pointing and cursing angrily. He was nothing more than a profit-driven Chinese peddler.

It's perfectly normal for a worker transporting vegetables to appear in the middle of the night, especially with the shop's name on the pickup truck that Wang Yadong drives.

The car windows were dark, so Feng Yuxiu couldn't see anything. Wang Yadong walked up and patted the window.

The driver and Bruce inside still wouldn't get out, and Wang Yadong's emotions became increasingly agitated, even beginning to display the typical American irritability.

He kicked several holes in the car door, but Bruce's car was bulletproof, and it was impossible for one person to open the door.

Feng Yuxiu also stopped. Since Yuan Lang sent Wang Yadong to intercept them, there must be a follow-up plan.

He couldn't act selfishly anymore; there was nothing he could do about the car's bulletproof level.

Pulling out the two daggers was purely an instinctive action.

Rumble.

Just as the standoff lasted for ten minutes, five or six luxury cars pulled up behind them.

A middle-aged white man got out of the car at the front, walked quickly to the front of the car, and shoved Wang Yadong aside.

"Sir, I will take full responsibility for all your compensation. Please get away from this car now."

No matter which country the rich are in, they will never be able to talk to the people at the bottom of society in person.

Bruce's son didn't get out of the car not because he was afraid of Wang Yadong, nor because he wanted to cause trouble.

It was simply disdain.

People of this status feel disgusted even to speak a single word to a poor person.

In the eyes of people like Bruce, the poor are no different from dogs.

Especially with Bruce's massive industry supporting him, the poor would feel that saying a single word to him was blasphemous.

Wang Yadong took two steps back, sneered, and shouted in American English, "You think you can just let this go after the police hit my car?"

"Here's thirty thousand dollars, enough to buy you five or six cars. Now get out of here."

Wang Yadong didn't even glance at it. "You don't respect me. You hit me and you didn't even get off."

The middle-aged man in the lead was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, looked Wang Yadong up and down, narrowed his eyes, and walked to the side of the car.

The car window was opened a crack, and the middle-aged man bent down to listen carefully. After a moment, he nodded and straightened up. When he looked at Wang Yadong, the wariness in his eyes had lessened considerably.

The accident was caused by Bruce's driver taking a nap, not by the Chinese man in front of him deliberately causing trouble.

A meticulous Chinese man, for the sake of his so-called self-respect, actually refused to accept money.

Thirty thousand dollars was a lot of money in those days.

Young Master Bruce was simply trying to protect his reputation.

But Wang Yadong showed himself to be a stubborn person.

The middle-aged man's patience was gradually wearing thin, and just as he was about to take action, he caught a glimpse of Feng Yuxiu standing on the sidewalk watching the commotion.

Looking again, I saw several homeless men limping towards me in the distance.

If this assault is seen, Bruce Company's shares and assets will evaporate significantly.

"Hey bro, what do you want? You can see our boss is in a hurry. You've been blocking this spot for almost half an hour. Name your price."

Wang Yadong sneered and stood in front of the car. "I parked here properly, and your boss deliberately crashed into me. Luckily, I was driving. If I had been riding a bicycle, it would be smashed to pieces by now. Just wait and see."

The middle-aged man frowned. "Waiting for what?"

"Insurance companies, police... I don't try to extort money from people, and I don't want any extra money."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "You Chinese have come to our country looking for dignity, huh? Well, just you wait."

The middle-aged man, too lazy to waste any more words, turned away and stopped paying attention to Wang Yadong.

A dozen bodyguards surrounded Bruce's car, preventing Wang Yadong from getting close. He stood behind them, smoking a cigarette with an indifferent expression.

Two homeless men walked past Feng Yuxiu on the sidewalk behind him, and one of them quickly said, "Let's go, let's get out of here."

Feng Yuxiu recognized the voice; it was Qi Huan's.

He jumped up and down, looking very interested, then scratched his head, shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked straight to the alley entrance, disappearing from sight.

As Feng Yuxiu disappeared, the middle-aged man standing next to the car turned his gaze back.

He had been observing Feng Yuxiu from the very beginning.

Too many people want to get close to the Bruce family, whether they are kidnappers, other enemies, or hostile businessmen, so they have to be careful.

Especially at night, and the driver was dragged out the moment the middle-aged man arrived.

Soon after, police officers with flashing lights and people from the insurance company arrived.

Wang Yadong's request was simple: he placed an order and left.

The middle-aged man frowned. The information on the form was all from the company's address, and the car also belonged to the company.

Information about the Bruce family could not possibly be leaked.

Ultimately, the middle-aged man learned that this Chinese man was simply overconfident and wanted to gain recognition in America.

He'd seen plenty of people like that.

"Young Master Bruce, please change cars."

Bruce then got out of the car and, under the protection of his bodyguards, got into another car and drove away.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes. "Keep an eye on the driver and go ask him what happened. If there's a problem, just do it."

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Inside a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.

The roller shutter was closed, and the lights were on inside.

Looking at the list that Wang Yadong brought back, Yuan Lang thought, "Finally, we've made some progress."

“I have a question,” Wang Yadong asked, puzzled. “There are many people named Bruce in America. Even if we know from Sean that Bruce is in this building, how can we be sure it’s not someone else?”

Yuan Lang glanced at it and said, "Through my screening this week, there are eighteen people in this building who belong to Bruce. Seventeen of them are ordinary people, and this company is owned by the Bruce family."

"Moreover, once we enter the United States, some of our channels must be cut off. We can't use other channels to identify them. The U.S. federal agents are no joke."

Once they contact official channels, the U.S. federal agents will immediately sense it.

If they are caught, they will surely die.

No country shows any mercy to infiltrating agents.

Furthermore, they absolutely must not proactively inquire about the person named Bruce in this building; no one in the United States can be trusted. If they leak even the slightest information, they will be targeted by the U.S. federal government.

The vast city of Washington became their graveyard.

In fact, being a secret agent here is a hundred times more dangerous than on the battlefield in Rwanda.

Even the slightest negligence could lead to certain death.

No one can escape a country's encirclement and pursuit, especially within its borders.

You must meet Bruce by chance and learn his name.

Yuan Lang and his team integrated themselves into various industries and presented a cross-cutting approach to information gathering for the building.

After a week, they finally identified the building's owner as Bruce.

“Sanduo, you were too impulsive just now. This isn’t in China, and our target isn’t an ordinary person. The Bruce family is one of the most prominent families in the United States, and they own most of the businesses.”

"Someone of this caliber cannot be easily taken away by you alone."

“If I hadn’t had Wang Yadong intercept you beforehand, the U.S. federal government would have quickly locked onto us once you made a move and were targeted.”

Feng Yuxiu asked curiously, "Captain, how did you know Bruce would pass by here, and that the driver would crash into Wang Yadong's car? Could it be that the driver was one of ours?"

Yuan Lang smiled and said, "I'm not that all-powerful. Everything happens by chance. Even if this car hadn't stopped, Wang Yadong would have accidentally reversed and crashed into it. That driver might have really had an accident."

"Now we can inquire. The Bruce family lives in a manor in the northern suburbs. Their surveillance operates 24 hours a day, and the authority belongs to the U.S. Federal Secret Service."

"Wu Zhe".

Wu Zhe shook his head. "It's not easy. I can't handle the US federal government's authority by myself unless domestic technical personnel work together."

"Captain, I could have sniped them all just now. Leaving only one person alive would have been easy; I could have wiped them all out in ten seconds."

Cheng Cai stood in the corner and said.

“Our target is not him, but the entire Bruce family. The Bruce family has been involved in various caravan groups, including those in Cambodia, and has been trying to break into our territory for many years.”

"The goal is to wipe out the entire Bruce family, but of course... there's another goal..."

Yuan Lang paused for a moment, then said, "A prominent scientist from our country is in the United States. He wants to return to China to make contributions, but he is currently under house arrest in the US. Therefore, our mission is to meet up with another group of people."

The other team members were stunned. It had been so long, and this was the first time Yuan Lang had told them about this kind of mission.

"Since it's so important, we can escort this scientist back to his country first, Captain."

What kind of technical expert could make Yuan Lang utter those two important words?

Compared to this scientist, the Bruce family is negligible.

Wang Yadong, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he kept his mouth shut.

He wasn't so righteous; his purpose in coming was to avenge his wife and children.

Now that Yuan Lang has let him hear it, it seems we'll still have to rely on him in the future.

"No rush. We are just one of many groups. There are more than just one or two groups. This scientist's expertise is beyond our reach."

"Let's deal with this first; we can't proactively contact other groups."

"I told you this because the rendezvous with scientists could happen at any time, so I wanted to prepare you. Everyone knows about the principle of confidentiality, so I won't go into details about what to do."

Yuan Lang then looked at Wang Yadong and said, "I hope you won't be ambiguous on matters of principle."

Wang Yadong was silent for a few seconds before nodding.

Feng Yuxiu, however, remained silent.

Only with a small family can there be a larger family; he came to seek revenge.

His principles are unshakeable.

If you're unhappy with your own life, yet you have time to worry about the lives of others, that's a hypocrite; he wouldn't do such a thing.

"So, for tomorrow's operation, Xu Sanduo, without the cover of surveillance, can you manage it on your own?"

Feng Yuxiu looked at Yuan Lang, "Killed him?"

“Kill them, kill everyone in the Bruce family, and the other shareholders will naturally know who they offended. As for the other businesses, they are beyond the reach of our group. If we continue, we'll just have to pay them off.”

“No problem.” Feng Yuxiu nodded.

“Wang Yadong, your task remains the purchasing for this restaurant. Before receiving any further instructions, you must not contact anyone. You have already made your presence known to the Bruce family, so you absolutely cannot appear in this mission.”

Wang Yadong nodded, "I understand."

"Very good, everyone evacuate. From now on, we can only rely on Xu Sanduo. Cheng Cai, Qi Huan, Wu Zhe, you continue your work. Our core mission is to escort the scientists."

"clear."

Wu Zhe and the others then understood why Yuan Lang had them find their respective industries as soon as they entered, and why he had asked them to prepare for such a long time in a blues-related industry.

It turns out their mission wasn't focused on the Bruce family, but on something else entirely.

Feng Yuxiu took a breath. He now understood why Yuan Lang had personally led the team to Rwanda during the incident.

This doubt had been lurking in his heart ever since he first saw Yuan Lang in Rwanda.

Now everything makes sense. It all started with the scorpion, and then it led to the Lone Wolf Team in Rwanda. Bruce's family and the scientific community they were about to escort were from the same place.

Yuan Lang then came in person.

thump.

Just as the group was about to leave, a heavy thud sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and froze in shock.

Wang Yadong knelt on the ground, looking at Feng Yuxiu with sincere and fervent eyes, "My wife Lin Xiaoxiao, my unfulfilled child, and me... my whole family begs you, help me avenge him."

In China, it has been said since ancient times that a man's knees are worth gold, yet Wang Yadong, a proud man, voluntarily knelt down.

The tragic deaths of his wife and children over the past few years have haunted him like a nightmare; he sees the horrific scene inside the villa whenever he closes his eyes at night.

If he doesn't take revenge, he'll live the rest of his life as a delirious, wandering ghost.

Feng Yuxiu was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Don't worry."

After saying that, he disappeared into the night.

The others remained silent for a few seconds before turning and leaving.

Wang Yadong stood up, patted his knees, and touched a necklace around his neck with his right hand.

It was a gift from his wife; inside was a photo of Lin Xiaoxiao and their child lying in bed.

"Xiaoxiao, it'll be soon... I'll come and join you after I avenge you."

He survived his entire life in war and had one wife.

However, their values ​​were always incompatible. But since meeting Lin Xiaoxiao, he felt that he had found his place in life.

Everything was so wonderful. He had already planned out his future life and was working hard to create a warm and comfortable future.

It was assassins sent by the Bruce family who destroyed all of his life.

Wang Yadong's last knot in his heart finally broke.

The only thing that kept him alive was revenge.

Hatred poured into his entire being like condensed water, turning into a sharp knife.

"Xiaoxiao, child, walk slowly, I'll find you." (End of Chapter)