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

The black and red flag, which looked extremely low-key but actually had bulletproof steel plates installed on its chassis, drove steadily on the road leading to Xishan.

The driver was a middle-aged man. He had a crew cut and a square face. His hands gripped the steering wheel firmly. Although he was wearing an ordinary dark blue uniform, Liu Ming could tell at a glance that the man's hands were calloused and his eyes held a coldness that suggested he had killed someone.

This is Elder Lin's personal bodyguard.

"Director Liu."

Old Chen spoke, his voice deep and resonant, carrying the unique charm of the old alleyways of the Forbidden City, yet also revealing a professional rigor.

"Old Master Lin is waiting for you in the garden. Before you enter, there are some things he asked me to tell you first."

Liu Ming leaned back in the seat, watching the red walls and green tiles flash by outside the window, and nodded slightly: "Old Chen, go ahead, I'm listening."

"This Forbidden City is nothing like the Jiangnan province."

Old Chen shifted gears, and the car maintained a very stable speed.

"Over there, you're the key to breaking the deadlock, the mayor's trump card. But in the Forbidden City, that same brick could knock out three section chiefs and two bureau-level officials. You, a thirty-year-old director-general, are a legend outside, but here... you're a target."

Liu Ming's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold, sharp smile.

"A target? Good. It means they're afraid of me."

"Fear, that's for sure. But even more so, hatred."

Old Chen sighed and stared ahead.

"The circles within the Forbidden City are more fragmented than you imagine. They mainly consist of three groups. The first group is the second-generation Red Army children living in the compounds. What they hold onto is their 'roots,' the ancestral connections passed down through generations. In their eyes, apart from a few individuals within the red walls, everyone else is an 'outsider.'"

"The second wave consists of the third-generation rich who have emerged in the last two years. They don't seek official positions, but rather wealth. Miss Nangong is a queen in Ningzhou, but in the eyes of these lunatics in the Forbidden City, she may just be a 'pretty money bag.' They play with capital, the kind of capital that can make an entire industry disappear in an instant."

"The third wave is also the most difficult to deal with."

Old Chen's eyes darkened.

"They are those old slippery eels who have been lurking in various ministries for twenty years. They have no background, but they have a 'net'. A deadly net woven from classmates, fellow townsmen, and interests. The High-Tech Department that you have taken over this time is the lifeblood of these slippery eels. If you cut off their source of income, they can make it impossible for you to move an inch in the ministries."

The car drove into a quiet, tree-lined avenue. The sentries by the roadside saw the license plate and stood at attention and saluted from a distance.

Looking at the sentries, Liu Ming recalled her days in "Dragon Fang".

Back then, the world was simple.

Behind the crosshair are enemies, behind me are brothers.

And now.

In front of his crosshairs are smiling colleagues, but behind him... there might be a powerful family eyeing him covetously.

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

Liu Ming murmured softly, her voice revealing a wild and fierce energy.

"Old Chen, do you think the water in the Forbidden City is harder to wade through than the swamps on the border?"

Old Chen tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly.

"Director Liu, at worst you'll just get stuck in the swamp. But the water in the Forbidden City is the kind of liquid that can dissolve even human bones. Although the Zhao family has fallen, their relatives and old friends in the Forbidden City are probably already preparing a 'feast for all the families' for you."

"They want to see how I die?" Liu Ming laughed, his eyes becoming extremely sharp.

"They want to see you bow your head."

Old Chen glanced at Liu Ming through the rearview mirror.

"In the Forbidden City, those who refused to bow their heads usually met with dire consequences. Your father back then..."

Old Chen suddenly stopped talking, seemingly realizing he had said something inappropriate.

Liu Ming's eyes turned terrifying in that instant. The murderous aura emanating from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood seemed to drop the temperature in the carriage to freezing point.

"My father refused to back down back then, so he died."

Liu Ming's voice was soft, yet it carried a weight that could tear the night apart.

"So, I've come."

"I will not only refuse to bow my head, but I will also teach all the 'kings and nobles' in the Forbidden City how to bow their heads."

The car slowly came to a stop in front of an inconspicuous courtyard gate.

There was no opulent or glittering decoration.

There are only two mottled black lacquered doors and two somewhat weathered stone lions in front of them.

but.

Everyone who is prominent in the Forbidden City knows this.

If these two doors are opened.

The entire military and political landscape of China will tremble.

Liu Ming pushed open the car door and stepped out.

He looked up at the deep night sky. The stars in the north were exceptionally bright, carrying a cold, arrogant air that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

Old Chen stood by the car, watching Liu Ming's tall and straight back.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him had really changed.

He was no longer the ruthless tiger who wielded power in Jiangnan Province.

Instead, it's one end.

A giant dragon is preparing to dive into the deep sea and wreak havoc.

Liu Ming glanced back at Old Chen and gave him an extremely confident smile.

That smile was both wild and serene.

"Old Chen, please thank Grandpa Lin for his guidance."

"Tell him."

"No matter how deep the water is, it can't drown a dragon that can swim."