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The carriage was very quiet.

The only sounds were the engine and the screeching of tires against the road.

Luo Fei broke the silence: "Officer Li, besides the Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang families, how many other warlords are there in northern Myanmar? Can't the government army control them?"

Li Feng said in a serious tone: "There are quite a few warlords, dozens of them, big and small. There are more than a dozen like Soe Win who have fixed territories and considerable power. They are often supported by various forces, and some even have connections with certain factions in the central government of Myanmar."

"Government forces?" Li Feng's voice was tinged with helplessness.

"Nominally, we do manage them and frequently launch suppression campaigns. But these warlords are mostly based in remote, mountainous areas with complex terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, their vested interests are too deep, so it is common for them to be suppressed but not eradicated, and for them to resurface. In many cases, the government army, warlords, local ethnic armed forces, and the criminal families we just mentioned maintain a balance of interests, or rather... a tacit understanding."

Luo Fei listened silently.

In other words, the sudden demise of Sowin is likely to disrupt the balance of this region.

"The Wang family," Luo Fei continued, "how strong are they? Where do they rank among the four families?"

"The Wang family..." Li Feng pondered for a moment, "In terms of wealth and the number of industrial parks they control, they might rank second or third. But they are the most arrogant and domineering, and they have the deepest ties with warlords, especially with Sowin. Young Master Wang is the representative figure of this generation of the Wang family; he is ruthless and extremely lecherous."

"Now that Young Master Wang and Suowen are both dead," Luo Fei's voice was devoid of emotion, "what will the Wang family do?"

This is the most crucial issue.

Li Feng remained silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "They will definitely retaliate. They lost an important partner and a direct descendant; they've lost face and substance. Given the Wang family's style, they will spare no effort to find out who did it and then launch the bloodiest revenge to deter other forces and internal threats."

He paused, his voice tinged with worry: "Luo Fei, did you leave many traces when you rescued people? Is it possible for them to find you?"

Luo Fei recalled his actions at "Jinhui International" and Mangka's military camp.

"Quite a few," he readily admitted. "People in the park have seen me. There were almost no survivors in the military camp."

Li Feng gasped for breath inside the truck.

"Then there's a good chance they'll follow the clues and find you and your family." Li Feng's tone became even more serious.

"The Wang family has many informants and businesses within the country, especially in border provinces. They may not dare to openly carry out large-scale operations within the Dragon Kingdom, but they can use underhanded tricks or hire thugs... It's impossible to guard against them."

This was exactly what Luo Fei was most worried about.

He himself is not afraid.

His physical prowess, which makes him resistant to nuclear weapons, gives him the confidence to face any open or covert attacks.

But what about our parents? What about our sister?

They are just ordinary people.

It's impossible to hide under his wing forever.

If he is even slightly careless, or if the Wang family uses some despicable means such as luring him away from his post or kidnapping and coercion...

He could not bear the consequences.

Luo Fei's brows furrowed deeply.

It seems that resolving the issues for our compatriots in the "Jinhui International" industrial park is only the first step.

This potential threat from the Wang family must be eradicated.

At the very least, we must stop them from reaching out to themselves and their families.

"Is there any way to make them temporarily forget about it, or dare not retaliate?" Luo Fei asked, his voice carrying a hint of cold killing intent.

Li Feng understood the implication in his words and quickly said, "Luo Fei, don't be impulsive! The Wang family's influence is deeply entrenched; it can't be resolved by killing one or two people. Besides, taking action domestically is a completely different matter! You…"

"I didn't say I was in the country," Luo Fei interrupted him.

Li Feng was stunned for a moment, then he understood Luo Fei's plan.

"This requires intelligence," Li Feng said cautiously, without directly objecting. "Let's deal with the park's situation first. As for the Wang family, I'll see if I can use my channels to find out their reaction and movements."

"Okay." Luo Fei nodded.

The two fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts.

---

Meanwhile, inside the "Jinhui International" park.

The hours following Luo Fei's departure did not return to calm; instead, they descended into turmoil.

The deaths of Chatchai and most of the elite guards initially caused great panic among the remaining thugs and the imprisoned crowd.

The hostages, especially the young people who had not been held for long and still had the will to resist, saw that the guards were weak and the management was paralyzed. They mustered their courage and, led by some of the bolder ones, attempted to riot, storm the gates, and seize weapons.

The power that emerges from despair is astonishing.

They used whatever tools they had, and even their bodies, to engage in fierce clashes with the remaining guards who were equally terrified.

In an instant, the park was filled with shouts, fighting, and screams.

Blood stained the ground again.

However, the resistance was ultimately hasty.

The remaining guards were afraid, but they were armed and ruthless.

More importantly, several deputy managers in the park realized what was happening.

They roared into walkie-talkies, summoning those they could still control, and suppressed the resistance in an even more brutal manner.

The ringleaders of the resistance were beaten to death on the spot and dragged to an open space for public display.

Many more who participated in the resistance were beaten and then imprisoned in water dungeons or dark, cramped solitary confinement cells.

The heart-wrenching screams echoed through the park, utterly chilling the other hostages who were itching to fight back, and causing them to abandon any thoughts of resistance.

After suppressing the internal unrest, several low-ranking officers, still shaken, gathered in Chhay's blood-soaked office.

Looking at the corpses and signs of destruction scattered on the ground, they felt only fear and lingering dread.

"Damn it... who did this? Boss Chatchai is dead just like that?" A leader with a scar on his face asked in a trembling voice.

"Not human... definitely not human... bullets can't kill him..."

"What do we do now? The park is in such a mess, we can't get in touch with Young Master Wang, and Boss Chatchai is also..." The third leader was completely at a loss.

Scarface gritted his teeth, a glint of ambition flashing in his eyes: "We can't panic! We need to stabilize the situation! Pull up the surveillance footage! See what that monster looks like! Then contact the Wang family immediately! Report the situation here! Now that Chachai is dead and we can't contact Young Master Wang, this might be our chance!"

Upon hearing this, the others' eyes also flickered.

Chaos means danger, but it can also mean opportunity to rise to power.

They acted immediately.

They ordered the remaining guards to strengthen their watch over the hostages.

They sent someone to the monitoring room to retrieve all the surveillance footage of Luo Fei's intrusion.

Soon, blurry video clips were extracted.

The figure in the video, moving with ghostly speed, smashing heads, and charging through bullets, sent chills down the spines of all the leaders and guards who saw the video.

This is power and speed that no human could possibly possess!

They urgently sent key video footage and reports of Chachai's death and the heavy losses suffered in the park to the Wang family.

---

In northern Myanmar, inside a heavily guarded and luxuriously decorated manor.

In the study, a middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in a Tang suit—Wang Tianxiong, the current head of the Wang family—was looking at the message he had just received with a livid face.

The purple clay teacup in his hand was smashed to pieces!

"Jinhui International was attacked? Chatchai is dead? Dozens of guards were killed or wounded?" Wang Tianxiong's voice was icy, every word carrying murderous intent. "Who did it? Have you found out?!"

The trusted subordinates standing below, hands at their sides, remained silent, trembling with fear.

A trusted intelligence confidant stepped forward with a stiff upper lip: "Master, according to the information and videos from the park... the attacker was only one person. But... but the combat power he displayed... was extraordinary, unlike that of an ordinary person. The video is here."

He operated the computer and played the blurry video.

Wang Tianxiong stared intently at the screen.

His pupils contracted as he watched the figure slaughter in an incomprehensible manner.

As a tycoon who controlled a vast criminal empire, he had seen countless ruthless characters, but the being in the video before him was beyond his comprehension.

"One person...one person destroyed my entire park and killed Chatchai..." Wang Tianxiong muttered to himself, then suddenly looked up. "Where's Junhao?! Didn't my son Junhao go to Soe Win's place today? Contact him immediately! Tell him to take some men over and check! No, tell him to be careful! Bring heavy weapons!"

The subordinates immediately contacted Young Master Wang—Wang Junhao.

However, the call could not be connected.

Contacting Wang Junhao's bodyguards was also unsuccessful.

An ominous premonition welled up in Wang Tianxiong's heart.

"Re-establish contact with General Sowin!" he growled.

Soon, even worse news arrived.

Communication was completely cut off at General Sowin's base in the Manka Valley.

Reconnaissance personnel reported that thick smoke was rising from the direction of the valley, and they had vaguely heard intense gunfire and explosions, but now it was completely silent and they could not get close.

Wang Tianxiong suddenly stood up, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

My son is missing.

A key partner's military camp was suspected of being attacked.

His own park was just wiped out by a single person.

All of this happened by such a coincidence!

"It's aimed at my Wang family..."

A cold glint flashed in Wang Tianxiong's eyes.

"Whoever dares to harm my son, Wang Tianxiong, or destroy my business, I will make sure they die a horrible death! And their family, friends, and everyone connected to them—I will leave no one alive!!"

He immediately issued the order:

Dispatch elite personnel, armed with heavy weapons, to the "Jinhui International" complex immediately to take over the defense and investigate all clues about the attackers, especially information that may point to their identity!

Another elite team was dispatched to Mangka Valley to investigate the situation and find Wang Junhao's whereabouts at all costs!

Activate all available informants and connections within the country, closely monitor border developments, and especially gather information on any individuals or groups that may be linked to these two incidents!

Contact the other three parties and the warlords with whom they have cooperation, inform them of the situation, exert pressure, and conduct a joint investigation!

As orders were issued one after another, the entire Wang family's influence in northern Myanmar began to move wildly.

---

Yunhai City Bureau, border of the Dragon Kingdom.

Zhao Jianguo has just made proper arrangements for Luo Ying and the other girls.

He walked alone into an encrypted communications room and connected to a secure line that led directly to a higher level.

The screen lit up, revealing an elderly man with a serious expression.

"Report the situation," the old man said succinctly.

Zhao, the person in charge, took a deep breath and reported the information Li Feng had sent back in the most concise language.

The novel focuses on Luo Fei and his extraordinary feats, including single-handedly destroying a warlord's camp, killing hundreds of armed personnel, and rescuing hostages in a short period of time.

The old man on the other side of the screen listened to Team Leader Zhao's report.

His gaze shifted from initial seriousness to astonishment, then to shock and disbelief.

"Are you sure... Comrade Li Feng's report is true?" the old man asked in a deep voice, his tone serious.

"Sir, based on Comrade Li Feng's consistent reliability and the comprehensive assessment of the rescued hostages' condition, Luo Fei is indeed beyond the scope of conventional understanding," said the person in charge, Zhao, in a firm tone.

The old man remained silent for a long time.

My fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"His background?"

"Clean. Ordinary family background, ordinary work experience. No prior record of anything unusual. This time, he only displayed this ability because his younger sister was kidnapped," the person in charge, Zhao, replied.

The old man fell silent again.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "This matter... is classified as top secret. All information about Luo Fei is limited to only necessary personnel."

"yes!"

"As for his actions of returning to the park to rescue his compatriots..."

The old man paused, then said, "I tacitly agree. But we must use Comrade Li Feng to guide him to minimize unnecessary casualties and destruction. At the same time, we must gather as much core intelligence as possible about the Wang family and related criminal groups. This man is a sharp sword that cannot be fathomed by common sense. If used well, he might be able to cut open that festering sore in northern Myanmar. If used poorly…"

The old man didn't finish speaking, but Captain Zhao understood the risks and implications.

"Understood! I will stay in touch with Comrade Li Feng and report the progress as soon as possible."

Communication ended.

Team Leader Zhao leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually darkening.