Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

The pavilion in the middle of the lake is open on all four sides and has octagonal eaves.

The pavilion was dark, with only a few dim, antique-style palace lanterns hanging from the pillars, casting an ambiguous shadow over everything inside.

As soon as Liu Ming stepped onto the wooden floor of the pavilion, two rows of burly men in black Zhongshan suits emerged from the shadows. Their faces were expressionless, their eyes cold, like two silent walls, completely blocking Liu Ming's back and sides.

An intense killing intent swept over us.

Liu Ming seemed not to see them at all, and continued walking straight to the center of the pavilion without stopping.

There, there was a tea table carved from a single piece of Phoebe zhennan wood.

A person was sitting behind the tea table.

A tall, middle-aged man with gray hair, dressed in a black Tang suit, but with his hair neatly combed.

With his back to Liu Ming, he was slowly scattering fish food into the lake, attracting a group of koi carp to thrash and scramble for it underwater.

He didn't turn around, but the powerful aura of someone who had long held a high position and had the power of life and death filled the entire pavilion in the middle of the lake as if it were a tangible thing.

He is Black Dragon.

The uncrowned king of Ningzhou's underground world.

"Secretary Liu, you're here."

Black Dragon's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded, and it carried a sense of calm and composure that came with experience.

"sit."

He pointed to the spot opposite.

Liu Ming didn't stand on ceremony. He pulled out the armchair made of rosewood and sat down with an air of authority.

Black Dragon then slowly turned around.

Liu Ming's pupils contracted slightly.

What kind of face was that?

Pale, thin, with high cheekbones and deep-set eyes. His eyes were not large, but they were like two bottomless ancient wells, without a ripple, only a deathly darkness.

On his left cheek, there was a hideous scar that stretched from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, like a centipede, making his already sinister face even more terrifying.

This doesn't seem like a mafia godfather.

It's more like a Yama, the King of Hell, who crawled out of his grave to claim lives.

"Secretary Liu, you've got some nerve."

Heilong looked at Liu Ming, and for the first time, a ripple appeared in his lifeless eyes.

"My Longhu Club has been open for five years, and this is the first time a guest has dared to come alone."

"Good tea makes the journey worthwhile." Liu Ming smiled, picked up the cup of tea that had already been brewed and was exuding a unique orchid fragrance, and took a small sip.

"Yes, the Wuyi Mountain mother tree Da Hong Pao is a rare treasure that money can't buy. Mr. Long, you're very kind."

Black Dragon's eye twitched.

This kid is not only unafraid, but he even has the leisure to enjoy tea?

Is he truly foolish, or... does he have something to rely on?

"Secretary Liu is a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush with you."

Heilong placed a sword, a black, antique-style Japanese samurai sword, on the tea table with a clang.

The blade was drawn an inch from its sheath, its cold light radiating outwards, reflecting a chilling killing intent even in the tea on the table.

"This knife is called 'Muramasa'."

Black Dragon gently stroked the cold scabbard with his fingers, his voice low and eerie.

"It's a demonic sword, stained with blood and having seen souls."

"I invited Secretary Liu here today because I want to make friends with you."

He paused, then looked up, his lifeless eyes fixed intently on Liu Ming.

"That boy from the Ouyang family is ignorant; it's his fault for offending you."

"This cup of tea is my apology to you on his behalf."

As he spoke, he refilled the cup of tea in front of Liu Ming.

"After drinking this cup of tea, we're all friends."

"From now on, in this Ningzhou region, you go your way and I'll go mine."

"Let's keep to ourselves."

"How is it?"

Coercion and bribery.

First, I'll use a knife to show you my muscles and let you know that I have a weapon that I've used to kill people.

Then, with tea, I'll draw a line in your mind, telling you that after you drink this cup of tea, we're even, and neither of us should bother the other anymore.

Heilong used this tactic for five years, and it never failed him.

No matter how arrogant a powerful outsider is, they all have to obediently lower their proud heads in front of his "demon blade".

however……

Liu Ming looked at the knife on the table, then at the cup of tea, and smiled.

"Mr. Long, it seems you've also made a mistake about something."

"Oh?"

"I didn't come here today to make friends with you."

Liu Ming leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and his deep eyes gleamed with a sharp light like a hawk!

"I'm here to set the rules for you."

"What?"

Black Dragon's face instantly darkened!

The two rows of bodyguards behind him also stepped forward in unison!

"Whoosh!"

More than a dozen dark gun barrels were pulled from their pockets and pointed at Liu Ming's head!

As long as Black Dragon gives the order!

We could turn him into a sieve on the spot!

However, Liu Ming seemed not to see those gun barrels at all.

His face still wore that calm and serene smile.

"Mr. Long, don't be nervous."

"I don't like fighting and killing; I prefer to persuade people with reason."

He held up three fingers.

"Three rules."

"First, starting today, all underground casinos and loan shark companies in Ningzhou City must be shut down. All businesses involved in prostitution, gambling, and drugs must cease immediately."

"Second, all demolition and sand and gravel businesses that rely on violent means to monopolize the market must be handed over and placed under the unified supervision of the government."

"third……"

Liu Ming paused, looking at the black dragon's face, which was distorted with anger and horror, and said, word by word:

"...Hand over to me the list of the 'big shots' who are protecting you."

"Do these three things."

"I might consider sparing your life."

Dead!

The entire pavilion in the middle of the lake was deathly silent!

Even the sound of the wind on the lake seemed to freeze completely because of these extremely arrogant words.

Black Dragon stared in surprise at the young man in front of him, who seemed to be talking in his sleep.

Then he burst into a hoarse and maniacal laugh!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed so hard he was doubled over, and tears were almost streaming down his face!

He felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world!

"Kid...you fucking know who you're talking to?"

The laughter abruptly stopped!

Black Dragon's face instantly filled with a ferocious killing intent!

For the first time, a raging fire, like the flames of hell, ignited in his lifeless eyes!

"Who do you think you are?"

"You dare to set rules for Black Dragon?"

"Damn it, while you were fighting with people in the Golden Triangle, you were probably playing in the mud somewhere!"

"Since you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

"Then today, I'll send you to the Western Paradise!"

Before the words were even finished!

Suddenly, he grabbed the Muramasa sword, known as the "Demon Sword," from the table!

"Whoosh—!"

A piercing, mournful sound of a blade!

The demonic sword, dormant for many years, was suddenly drawn!

A cold, sharp blade of light, like a bolt of lightning, carried a terrifying killing intent powerful enough to cleave the air itself!

It slashed viciously at Liu Ming's neck!

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

This strike embodied his lifelong killing intent and...rage!

He was going to use this knife to separate the head from the body of this ignorant brat in front of him!

Let him know!

His Black Dragon Tea isn't that good!

Not just anyone has the right to set his own rules!