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

The weekend brought a rare sunny day.

Liu Ming drove a secondhand Beijing Jeep, which he had somehow managed to find in some remote corner, along a bumpy country road.

The car was old and didn't even have air conditioning. The windows were rolled down, and a rural scent mixed with the fragrance of soil and the smell of cow dung wafted in.

The car was piled high with rice, flour, oil, as well as nutritional supplements for the elderly and snacks and toys for the children.

Today, he is going back to his "hometown".

I went to visit the parents of a comrade-in-arms.

That comrade-in-arms was the young soldier codenamed "Xiao Qi" who repeatedly appeared in his dreams.

Xiaoqi's home is in a small village called "Xiaxi Village" in the most remote mountainous area of ​​Qingyun County.

Liu Ming had promised Xiao Qi that she would go home to visit him often.

The jeep struggled along the bumpy road, kicking up a trail of dust.

After more than two hours of bumpy travel, we finally saw the entrance to Xiaxi Village ahead.

However, the only cement road leading to the village was completely blocked by several huge dump trucks loaded with sand and gravel.

A simple tent was set up by the roadside.

Under the tent, several burly men, shirtless, tattooed, and with menacing faces, were playing cards. Beside them stood a crooked wooden sign with several arrogant characters painted in red:

**"Toll fee: 50 yuan for cars, 100 yuan for trucks!"**

Highway robbers?

Liu Ming frowned.

He never imagined that in today's society governed by the rule of law, there would still be such primitive and brazen acts of highway robbery.

He parked the jeep on the side of the road, opened the door, and got out.

The burly men playing cards had obviously noticed him as well.

The leader, a scarred man, slammed his cards on the table with a "bang," stood up unsteadily, and walked towards Liu Ming, followed by two henchmen wielding steel pipes.

"Oh, new here? Don't you know the rules?" Scarface looked Liu Ming and his beat-up jeep up and down, his eyes full of disdain.

"This road was built by our Brother Qiang. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay. It's only fair!"

"Brother Qiang?" Liu Ming asked casually.

"Nonsense! Our boss, Nine Fingers Strong, everyone around here knows him!" Scarface's tone was full of pride and threat. "Kid, you don't look like a rich guy. Fifty bucks, hand it over and get lost, don't delay us from making our fortune!"

The two henchmen behind him deliberately tapped the dump truck next to them with the steel pipes in their hands, making a series of ear-piercing "bang" sounds, in an attempt to put pressure on Liu-Ming.

Liu Ming looked at them, her face expressionless.

He pointed to the cement road, which was clearly built decades ago and was now dilapidated, and calmly asked, "This road was built with funds raised by the village and belongs to the village collective. It is protected by national law. Your setting up checkpoints here and charging fees arbitrarily is suspected of extortion and is illegal."

"I advise you to move aside now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

Scarface was taken aback when he heard this, and then he and his henchmen burst into exaggerated laughter.

"Hahaha! What did I just hear? He's talking to us about the law?"

"This is hilarious! Is this kid a bookworm fresh out of school?"

"Law? Let me tell you, in Xiaxi Village, my brother Qiang's word is law!"

Scarface finished laughing, his face instantly darkening as he glared fiercely at Liu Ming: "Kid, I don't have time to waste with you! I'll ask you one last time, are you going to pay or not?"

"I won't pay." Liu Ming's answer was as simple and straightforward as ever.

"Fine! You've got guts!" A ruthless glint flashed in the scarred man's eyes.

"Looks like you won't know how many eyes the Horse King has until I loosen your muscles today!"

He winked at his underlings behind him.

The two thugs wielding steel pipes immediately understood and flanked Liu Ming from the left and right, their faces contorted with savage smiles.

The air around them instantly became tense.

In the distance, several villagers passing by saw this scene and were so frightened that they quickly hid and watched from a distance, none of them daring to go forward.

Liu Ming stared at the two steel pipes gleaming with a cold metallic light, remaining motionless in place.

He simply raised his head slowly, glanced at the sun in the sky, and sighed softly.

Originally, he just wanted to visit the two elderly people quietly today.

Originally, he had decided to completely seal that murderous aura within this body called "Clerk".

But why are there always so many blind flies that force him to take action?

"Kid, open your eyes wider next time!"

The henchman on the left roared and slammed the steel pipe in his hand down viciously towards Liu Ming's shoulder, the sound of the steel pipe whistling through the air.

If that blow lands squarely, the bones will break in two!

However, just as the steel pipe was about to fall...

Liu Ming made a move.

His movements were as fast as lightning!

Before anyone could react, he had vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already right in front of the henchman.

He didn't use any fancy moves.

It was just a simple punch.

A simple, unadorned straight punch, delivered after the opponent's movement, landed precisely on the wrist of the henchman holding the stick.

"Snap!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sound echoed throughout the intersection.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream instantly shattered the tranquility of the countryside.

The steel pipe in the henchman's hand fell to the ground with a thud. He clutched his wrist, which was now bent at an unnatural angle, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Another henchman was stunned by the sudden scene, standing there frozen with the steel pipe in hand, his mind blank.

The ferocity on Scarface's face froze completely, replaced by endless horror.

What... what kind of speed is that?

What kind of power is this?

He didn't even see how the other party made their move!

While he was still in a daze, Liu Ming had already turned around and looked at the underling who was still standing there dumbfounded, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Shall we continue?"

The henchman trembled with fear at the sight of him, his hand went limp, and the steel pipe fell to the ground with a clatter. He scrambled back several steps, as if looking at a demon crawling out of hell.

"Who...who exactly are you?" Scarface's voice trembled.

Liu Ming did not answer him.

He simply raised his hands slowly, placed them in front of his eyes, and gently rotated his wrists, producing a series of crackling sounds, like popping beans.

Those hands, which had signed countless documents and typed countless times on the keyboard, now seemed to have awakened some ancient memory and were yearning for a baptism of blood.

He looked at the scarred man, a cold smile curving his lips.

"It seems the only way is to persuade them physically."