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

"That Chinese kid is really capable, what a pity... he's doomed if he goes in..."

Beside the garbage dump in the wealthy neighborhood, Jill and Pierre looked around with long faces, clicking their tongues and sighing, as if they had lost a gold ingot.

Although the entire mountain was blocked off, Americans value freedom above all else, especially since the Bruce family is involved with the Democratic Party and is using their reputation to garner votes and pave the way for the next presidential election.

In this situation, the homeless should have been chased away long ago, but the Bruce family not only didn't drive them away, but also treated them to a big meal.

The foot of the mountain was packed with people, with a group of journalists holding cameras and carrying video cameras, taking pictures of government officials and business tycoons coming and going.

The Bruce family has always presented itself as a top philanthropic company in the United States, providing aid to UN children in Africa, and their corporate slogans are all about peace and friendship.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this family was practically living bodhisattvas, like Jesus or God, and those homeless people with their mouths greasy with food were the best proof of their kindness.

It's important to know that in the United States, homeless people have always been disliked. Ordinary people would rather stay far away from them, feeling that they lower the country's image and make the United States lose face in front of the world.

High up in the castle, young master Bruce was pressed against the window, a cold smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed on the family members below with a sinister gaze.

Feng Yuxiu and Wang Yadong stood on either side of him, like two guardian deities.

"See that blonde woman? That's my cousin, she runs the family real estate business. And that tall guy, the one standing next to the black man—that's my dear cousin." Bruce gritted his teeth, introducing each of the family members downstairs to Feng Yuxiu, his tone full of disdain and hatred.

Feng Yuxiu listened absentmindedly, but Wang Yadong listened with exceptional focus, his eyes so sinister they seemed to drip with water, memorizing the appearances and identities of these people.

His entire family was harmed by the Bruce family, and now he has only one thought in his mind: to make the Bruce family pay for their crimes in blood and taste the bitterness of being wiped out.

After looking around for a while, Feng Yuxiu slowly asked, "Where's your mother?"

Bruce shook his head, his face darkening further: "She'll be the last to arrive, definitely with high-ranking Democratic government officials. In her eyes, we family members are no different from the chicks under her armpits; she doesn't care about us at all."

He clenched his fists, his voice trembling, "As long as you kill her, we'll all be free. She's a demon!"

Feng Yuxiu raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit curious.

Bruce is a member of one of the world's top families, yet his mentality has become so twisted—matricide, which is a heinous crime in Chinese culture, but for Bruce, killing his mother has become an urgent goal to achieve.

Suddenly, Bruce froze, practically pressing himself against the window, his eyes wide with greed and obsession, but even more so with an unyielding ruthlessness: "They're here!"

Following his gaze, Feng Yuxiu saw a bulletproof luxury car drive straight into the manor.

Upon seeing this, the guests on the lawn consciously stepped back, and a group of U.S. federal agents immediately surrounded the car, making it impossible for anyone to pass.

Several drones also rose into the sky. Feng Yuxiu's eyes sharpened as he keenly noticed several snipers hidden high up, vigilantly scanning the entire area.

It was obvious that anyone who dared to approach Bruce Eva at that moment would be shot dead on the spot by a sniper.

The car door slowly opened, and Feng Yuxiu finally met the woman who was said to control the Bruce family.

She had fair skin, a standard American-style blonde wavy hairstyle, a wide face and a long chin, and her figure was not slender, but rather had the plumpness typical of the elderly.

What's most striking is that she bears a striking resemblance to Queen Elizabeth II of England.

Feng Yuxiu instantly understood why the Democratic Party was willing to cooperate with her.

With that face alone, he was convincing, and coupled with the family's charitable promotion, George W. Bush was naturally happy to team up with them.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuxiu felt a heavy weight in his heart. This time, he was fighting alone, without any support behind him. The person he had to kill was a financial tycoon of the Democratic Party. More importantly, he had to get away safely after the killing.

He knew the taste of death all too well. Having died once before, he cherished life more than anyone else and would never act rashly without absolute certainty.

At this moment, Yuan Lang and his team must not show themselves at all. If the United States federal agents discover even the slightest trace of them, the entire Old A team will be wiped out here, and the mission to rescue the scientist will be completely ruined.

In comparison, avenging Bruce Eva is a minor matter; Yuan Lang and his team's mission is the core issue.

Feng Yuxiu knew that taking action would endanger the Old A team, so he had to give up the assassination. But before leaving, he had to leave the Bruce family with a fear they would never forget.

These powerful figures are always strategists who can make him hunted down and ruin Wang Yadong's family with a flick of their fingers. They have no idea what fear is. This blankness and bewilderment is exactly what Feng Yu wants to break through.

Surrounded by agents, Bruce Eva walked straight into the technology building.

The top floor of this building can house surface-to-air missiles. Once locked from the inside, it cannot be opened no matter what you do from the outside. Clearly, the Bruce family chose this place to hold their board meeting for absolute security.

Watching his cousins ​​enter the building one by one, Feng Yuxiu turned to Bruce, who was still standing there, and asked, "Why aren't you going?"

Bruce gritted his teeth, his knuckles white, his voice filled with humiliation: "Do you see now? I'm just the family's watchdog! This manor is my doghouse. Now that the master is back, what right does a watchdog have to sit on the table?"

Wang Yadong patted him on the shoulder, his tone a mix of schadenfreude and sympathy: "Now I really sympathize with you, but you deserve it. You're such a freak, I wouldn't let you in either."

Bruce didn't refute, but his eyes were fixed on the ground floor.

Every time a board meeting is held, he is completely isolated. This time, more than a hundred people in the family died, but his mother still didn't react at all, and even tacitly approved of his killings.

Bruce Eva entered without making a move; everything that happened at the manor could not be kept from her.

Bruce understood after the board meeting.

A madman like him will be thoroughly dealt with.

But he is still angry.

He would feel better if his mother could just turn around and scold him or say a few words to him, but there was nothing.

He was like a transparent stone that nobody cared about; if you threw him into a latrine, nobody would even give him a second glance.

Feng Yuxiu didn't say anything, just stayed with Bruce and waited. They waited for three hours before some of the directors finally came out of the building.

To put it bluntly, most meetings in most countries are like this: they drag on for hours, and when you look back after the meeting, you have no idea what you were talking about.

“I’ve got an idea.” Bruce suddenly laughed, his eyes fixed on the woman in the bright red dress downstairs, who was his cousin.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a bottle of wine and went straight downstairs.

Wang Yadong frowned, tugged at Feng Yuxiu's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Should we follow them? Is this kid reliable? What if he turns around and betrays us?"

Feng Yuxiu gave him a half-smile: "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid to die! I came here for revenge!" Wang Yadong said firmly, his neck stiff.

“Alright, go down now and wait for Bruce Eva to come out, then rush up to her,” Feng Yuxiu said calmly.

Wang Yadong paused for a moment, then asked blankly, "And then?"

"Then she will definitely die, and you will most likely not survive either." Feng Yuxiu said bluntly, without any beating around the bush.

Wang Yadong was silent for a few seconds, then nodded heavily: "As long as she dies, I'm willing to accept it. I've had enough of this messed-up world."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, turned around, and walked downstairs.

Feng Yuxiu watched his retreating figure, knowing exactly what was going on. Actually, Wang Yadong was the most likely to survive. His individual attack wouldn't amount to anything; his fate depended entirely on Bruce's decision. But Feng Yuxiu wanted him to try. If they waited any longer, until the board meeting ended and Bruce and Eva left the manor, there would be no more opportunities for assassination.

From the moment Scorpion shot Li Xuanxuan in the head, it was time for everything to come to an end.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the surrounding snipers again, sighing inwardly: there was no chance to make a move inside the manor; if he dared to move, he would be instantly headshot by a sniper. These people's positions blocked off all angles of the manor; he had to come up with a foolproof plan.

Before Wang Yadong could get ready, Bruce came up with his cousin in the red dress.

As soon as the two reached the door, they heard their cousin say in a haughty tone, "Bruce, you'd better show me something good, or I won't let you off the hook. I heard you've been locked up here? What, are you showing us your dog cage? Haha..."

No matter where you are, the tone of sarcasm is always the same—harsh and disgusting.

Bruce forced a smile and said cautiously, "Cousin, as you know, I've been staying at the manor for the past few years. Mom doesn't let me get involved in family affairs. I've finally met you all, and I wanted to catch up with you."

"Oh, it's only been a few years, and you've already learned all that Chinese hypocrisy? What kind of kinship do you have with us? I really don't know why Aunt Eva lets you stay here. If you ask me, it would be a waste to throw you into a homeless area. It's more like you're here to guard the door, so you don't embarrass the Bruce family!" My cousin's words were like knives, each one more stabbing than the last.

"boom!"

A dull, heavy thud suddenly rang out.

Feng Yuxiu raised an eyebrow and looked towards the door with interest.

Bruce dragged his cousin's body in, his right hand still tightly gripping a bloodstained iron weapon.

"You just killed her like that?" Feng Yuxiu was a little surprised. "The board meeting wasn't even over yet, and you'd already killed your cousin?"

Bruce didn't say anything, but stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. He then closed the door behind him, picked up the iron weapon, and smashed it down on his cousin's head on the ground.

"bang bang bang"

After a few muffled thuds, that typical Western woman's face was instantly riddled with holes.

"Damn it! Fuck! Go see Satan!" Bruce roared in frustration, stood up and kicked the corpse several more times until he was too tired to continue.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the manor downstairs and finally understood why Bruce was so twisted.

It turns out that his entire family, including his own mother, treated him this way, and perhaps even worse.

It's no wonder that someone who has been exploited and humiliated like this for so long would have a normal mindset.

He was ruthless to everyone, and especially ruthless to his own family.

"I'm going to take a shower." Bruce seemed relieved, a sickly ease on his face, as he dragged his cousin's body toward the bathroom.

Hearing the sounds of running water and dragging coming from the bathroom, Feng Yuxiu's lips curled into a faint smile.

This madman is actually quite interesting.

Once such a person gains ability, their twisted urges are no less than mine.

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The second board meeting has begun.

Inside the central control room, Bruce Eva sat next to George W. Bush.

The following are the leaders of the Democratic Party and its major financial backers.

The second meeting was missing several people; most of them were members of the Bruce family.

They had absolutely no interest in holding meetings that involved vying for funds.

In the end, it's all Bruce Eva's decision; they just need to pay according to her orders.

The meeting ended in a drawn-out, tedious manner.

Unsurprisingly, George W. Bush and Bruce Eva reached an agreement.

He secured funding, and Bruce Eva got what she wanted.

As a major financial backer of the president, Bruce Eva is definitely going to be a member of the U.S. Congress.

People from top-tier wealthy families like these eventually end up in politics.

Otherwise, all that awaits them is to be gradually hollowed out and devoured by such powerful figures.

Only by aligning with these industry leaders can one have the ability to protect their own industries.

After so many years, the Bruce family has finally taken a step closer to joining George W. Bush's cause.

If George W. Bush is re-elected, the Bruce family's wealth and status will rise accordingly.

In the future, they may surpass other prominent American families and become the number one family.

Moreover, the returns in the future are really nothing compared to the current investment of tens of billions.

The board meeting concluded after several hours.

The Democratic Party members were the first to leave under federal escort.

This delighted Feng Yuxiu, as long as all the US federal agents left.

The rest was easy, because Feng Yuxiu discovered that the professional skills of these U.S. federal agents were no less than those of any member of the Old A team.

They are even more capable than Old A.

Just standing inside the manor with these agents made Feng Yuxiu feel immense pressure.

He couldn't even go inside the manor; if anyone suspected him, his identity would be impossible to verify.

Bruce's fabricated identity proved to be nothing but a facade in the face of a thorough federal investigation.

"not good."

Feng Yuxiu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly rushed down.

Wang Yadong cannot launch an attack on Bruce Eva at this time, otherwise it will bring back the US federal agents who had left.

At that point, killing Bruce Eva will be nearly impossible.

"This must be stopped. Hopefully, Wang Yadong will realize this." (End of Chapter)