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

"Boom—Crack!!!"

That was the final sound of a steel beast crushing expensive industrial art.

Compared to the several-ton George Patton, the low-slung Ferrari 488 looked like a delicate yet fragile toy. With a sickening screech of metal tearing and the deafening crash of shattering glass, George Patton's massive off-road tires mercilessly crushed the Ferrari's red hood!

Sparks flew everywhere.

The carbon fiber body was torn apart as if it were made of paper, and the expensive V8 engine emitted a desperate wail under the terrifying pressure, followed by billowing smoke.

Just a few seconds.

That limited-edition supercar, worth over five million and symbolizing speed and passion, was reduced to a pile of unrecognizable scrap metal and was forcibly pushed to the side of the curb, no longer able to block anyone's way.

The entire room fell silent.

Only George Patton's engine roar, like the panting of a wild beast, echoed through the night sky.

Those second-generation rich kids from the provincial capital who had just come out of the private party, originally ready to see the spectacle, were now dumbfounded, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets. Some of their female companions were so frightened that they covered their mouths, unable to even scream.

crazy!

This person is absolutely insane!

In the provincial capital, on the territory of these "princelings," not only did they show no respect, they even drove an armored vehicle and crushed the other party's car to pieces!

This is hardly a slap in the face.

This is clearly humiliating the dignity of the entire second-generation elite circle in the provincial capital!

Sitting in his Audi, Zhang Dapao stared at the pile of scrap metal in front of him, his hands trembling as if he had Parkinson's disease, cold sweat soaking the back of his shirt. He swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "Brother Liu... Brother Liu, this... this is a huge mess. Those are Zhao Ruilong's men..."

Liu Ming did not speak.

He stared ahead, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool, as if what had just been crushed wasn't a multi-million dollar luxury car, but a trash can blocking his way.

"Who the hell did this?"

A furious roar came from the direction of the horse farm gate.

The crowd parted automatically, and Zhao Ruilong, accompanied by seven or eight burly, menacing-looking bodyguards in black, stormed out menacingly.

He was wearing a white casual suit today, his usually meticulously combed hair now somewhat disheveled with anger. When he saw the Ferrari reduced to scrap metal, his face, which always prided itself on its elegance, instantly twisted into a grotesque demon!

"Brother Long! You've finally arrived!"

Li Tianhao, as if seeing a savior, scrambled over and pointed at the Audi A6 stopped in the middle of the road, shouting with a mournful face, "It's that country bumpkin surnamed Liu! He not only insulted me, but also had this beat-up armored vehicle run over my car! Brother Long, you have to get justice for me!"

Zhao Ruilong ignored Li Tianhao's cries.

He pushed through the crowd, his face grim, and walked up to the George Patton. He stared at the tank, its body resembling a Great Wall of steel, and at the bald, giant tank sitting in the driver's seat, looking down at him with the eyes of someone looking at an ant.

A chill inexplicably crept into Zhao Ruilong's heart.

But he quickly suppressed the chill.

This is Jiangnan Province!

Zhao Ruilong is the crown prince here!

In this land, apart from a limited number of provincial party committee bigwigs, who would dare not give him face?

He turned around abruptly, strode over to the Audi, and yanked open the back door.

"Liu Ming".

Zhao Ruilong stared intently at Liu Ming, who was sitting in the car, his eyes as cold and menacing as a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"You've got some nerve. New here and already acting like a liar on my turf? Do you really think that just because you went to the provincial party school for a makeshift education, you've got a whole new world of knowledge?"

Liu Ming tilted her head slightly.

He looked at the arrogant young master from the provincial capital outside the car door, but didn't get out of the car, nor did he panic in the slightest, and he didn't even change his posture.

He simply uttered three words:

"Who are you?"

"you!"

Zhao Ruilong was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

Pretending not to know them at the Party School is one thing, but now, in front of so many second-generation rich kids from the provincial capital, do you still dare to pretend?

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and sneered repeatedly.

"Good, very good. It seems that after being a local tyrant in the county for a few days, he really thinks he's someone important."

Zhao Ruilong braced his hands on the car door, leaned forward, and brought his sinister face close to Liu Ming's. His voice was low, yet it carried a chilling threat.

"Liu Ming, I'm not afraid to tell you."

"The waters of this provincial capital run much deeper than you imagine. Do you think your paltry skills and shady methods will be enough to get you anywhere here?"

"My name is Zhao Ruilong."

"My father is a veteran in the Provincial Development and Reform Commission, and my uncle is Luo Binwang, the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee."

"In this small corner of Jiangnan Province, it would be easier for me to crush you than to crush a bedbug."

He straightened up, glanced around at the silent second-generation rich kids, and spoke with arrogance and domineering tone.

"You smashed my car today and embarrassed me. I'll give you two choices."

"First, get out of the car, kneel on the ground, and kowtow three times to my brother. Then, go back to where you came from, get out of the Provincial Party School, and get out of Jiangnan Province!"

"second……"

Zhao Ruilong waved his hand.

The seven or eight bodyguards in black instantly surrounded the Audi, each reaching for their lower backs, clearly armed. They would dare to make a move here at Zhao Ruilong's command.

"Secondly, I'll make sure you come in upright and leave horizontal! I guarantee that even if you're crippled, no police station in Jiangnan Province will dare to take your case!"

A clash of auras.

Tensions are high!

The surrounding second-generation rich kids, who were watching the spectacle, didn't dare to breathe. They knew Zhao Ruilong's methods all too well; if this young master truly intended to kill, it wouldn't be a joke. Although that guy surnamed Liu seemed quite arrogant, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, and he was definitely going to suffer this loss today.

Zhang Dapao, sitting in the front, was already ashen-faced with fear, gripping the doorknob tightly, ready to pull Liu Ming out of the car and escape at any moment.

however.

Liu Ming, sitting in the back seat, suddenly laughed.

It was an extremely contemptuous smile, even tinged with pity.

He ignored the menacing bodyguards and paid no attention to Zhao Ruilong's boastful family background.

He simply straightened his suit cuffs slowly, then looked up, and his eyes, which had been calm as water, instantly became sharp as knives in the night!

A murderous aura, almost tangible, erupted from his not-so-robust body!

"Zhao Ruilong, do you think that just because you have an uncle who's a deputy secretary, you can control everything in Jiangnan Province?"

Liu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in the quiet night sky. Every word was like a heavy hammer, striking Zhao Ruilong's heart hard.

"In Jiangnan Province, even if you're a dragon, you have to coil up?"

Liu Ming mimicked Zhao Ruilong's tone and asked a question in return.

Immediately, his eyes turned completely cold, revealing a disregard for life that only a veteran who had survived countless battles could possess.

"Then I'll tell you a rule too."

Liu Ming looked at Zhao Ruilong's face, which was slightly stiff with astonishment, and said, word by word:

"I'm not good at handling things."

All I know is...

"Those who block my way shall die."