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

On the cold asphalt road, Zhao Ruihu clutched his chest and coughed violently.

The tearing pain in his sternum almost suffocated him. But more than the physical pain, the extreme humiliation of being trampled on like a dead dog in public drove his pride, which was used to being high and mighty, completely insane.

"Liu Ming! You fucking dare step on me?"

Zhao Ruihu's eyes were bloodshot, like a cornered beast. He stared intently at Liu Ming, who was about to get into the car, his voice hoarse and off-key due to extreme anger.

"You think you can run rampant in the capital just because you beat a few bodyguards? You think you can act with impunity just because Old Master Lin is backing you up?"

"Let me tell you! No matter how powerful the Lin family is, they don't call the shots in this Dragon Kingdom!"

Zhao Ruihu struggled to his feet. He ignored the horrified looks from the surrounding second-generation rich kids and forgot about Liu Ming's terrifying skills just now.

At this point, he had come to regard the real backer behind him as his last lifeline.

"The Zhao family has been able to stand strong in Yancheng for decades not because of fighting and killing! My father was a senior leader in the CPPCC! Although my uncle fell from grace in Jiangnan, I still have a powerful backer..."

Zhao Ruihu gritted his teeth and spat out those words that were enough to shake the entire officialdom of the capital.

"...It's Grand Secretary Qian of the Supreme Council!"

"If you mess with me, you've offended Grand Secretary Qian! You've cut off their financial lifeline!"

"Liu Ming, do you believe it or not, tomorrow morning, a hundred impeachment reports will be piled up on the top executive's desk? I'll make sure you don't even know how you died!"

The entire venue fell silent once again.

If Liu Ming's fighting prowess had instilled fear in them earlier, then the "big Buddha" that Zhao Ruihu had brought out now filled them with a suffocating sense of despair.

Qian Ge Lao.

He was one of the few people truly standing at the very top of the power pyramid in the Dragon Kingdom! He was the biggest protector of comprador capital in the court!

Offending such a person would be disastrous, even for a newly promoted director-general or a high-ranking official in a remote region!

however.

Standing by the car door, Liu Ming was not intimidated by the threat.

Instead, he stopped his actions of getting into the car.

Liu Ming turned around. He looked at Zhao Ruihu, who seemed to have gone mad, and a strange, even pitying, sneer suddenly appeared on his lips.

He did not refute, nor did he resort to violence as before.

He simply took a step, slowly walking back to Zhao Ruihu.

That unhurried pace was like death itself delivering its final verdict.

"What...what are you going to do?" Zhao Ruihu looked at Liu Ming approaching and felt a sudden panic in his heart. He subconsciously shrank back.

Liu Ming ignored his bluster.

He leaned down slightly, stopping before the face contorted with fear and rage.

Liu Ming's eyes became extremely deep. Gone was the wildness from before; only an extreme coldness remained, as if she had seen through the long river of time and understood all evil.

He leaned close to Zhao Ruihu's ear.

The voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"Zhao Ruihu".

"Do you think that just because your Zhao family has latched onto Minister Qian's coattails, you can rest easy?"

"Do you really think that the 'accidental fall' that happened ten years ago in the Jiangnan Provincial Development and Reform Commission building was covered up flawlessly by you?"

"boom--!"

As soon as those words were spoken!

It was as if a nuclear bomb had been thrown into Zhao Ruihu's mind, instantly causing a thunderous explosion!

His body stiffened abruptly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he even stopped breathing!

"What...what did you say?" Zhao Ruihu's voice trembled like a leaf.

Liu Ming gave him no chance to catch his breath. That icy voice, like a venomous snake, continued to burrow into his ears.

"In 1998, your Zhao family conspired with Qian Gelao's son to take advantage of the restructuring of heavy industry enterprises in Jiangnan Province and swallow up state-owned assets worth 3 billion yuan at bargain prices."

"That year, my father, Liu Jianguo, was the executive vice chairman of the National Development and Reform Commission. He found your offshore money laundering accounts and obtained those bloody transaction records."

"He originally planned to take the evidence to Beijing. But..."

Liu Ming's tone grew softer and softer, but every word was piercing!

"But your father, Zhao Haiping, was my father's subordinate at the time. In order to show his loyalty to Minister Qian and for the wealth and glory of your Zhao family, he secretly put a nerve agent in my father's teacup, and then conspired with Luo Binwang to push my father off his office on the sixteenth floor."

"In the end, they even slapped the shameful label of 'suicide due to depression' on his head."

Dead silence.

Zhao Ruihu felt as if he had fallen into an abyss of ice. His blood froze completely in that instant.

How did he know?

This matter is the Zhao family's most core and darkest top secret! Apart from his father, Luo Binwang, and that high-ranking bigwig, there should be no fourth person in the world who knows the truth!

Is it...

An extremely terrifying thought spread wildly through Zhao Ruihu's mind.

"You...you're Liu Jianguo's son?"

"It seems you're not stupid after all." Liu Ming straightened up, looking at him coldly. "So, do you think it'll be useful to bring up Grand Secretary Qian to pressure me?"

"You think I'm afraid of him?"

Liu Ming looked at Zhao Ruihu, whose face had completely lost its color, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth became even more intense.

"Go back and ask your father, who's about to have a stroke. Ask him if that high and mighty Minister Qian still dares to answer the phone from your Zhao family."

"I have the complete transaction records in my hands, as well as the handwritten confession of the forensic doctor who was tried to be silenced by you but failed and fled overseas."

"Guess," Liu Ming patted Zhao Ruihu's stiff shoulder, "that shrewd Grand Secretary would protect your Zhao family, this dog that might bite its master at any moment, when faced with national interests and his own official position."

"Or will you still unhesitatingly push your entire family out as scapegoats?"

……

"Bang!"

Zhao Ruihu's legs finally lost all support.

Like a zombie whose soul had been drained, he staggered back three steps before finally collapsing heavily onto the cold asphalt with a thud.

Pale white. Completely devoid of color.

His eyes were fixed on Liu Ming, filled with endless despair and a ghostly fear.

It's over, it's over.

He finally understood why Liu Ming dared to be so arrogant as soon as he entered Beijing, and why Old Master Lin would go to such lengths to protect him.

This is not a new official establishing his authority at all.

This is a premeditated, all-out war... a blood debt must be repaid in blood!

Faced with this avenger who possesses irrefutable evidence, his proud family background and his proud backing are as fragile as a windowpane that can be torn at the slightest touch.

"Old Chen, let's go."

Liu Ming didn't look at the completely broken man again.

He turned around, opened the car door, and got into the back seat of the Audi A6.

The engine roared.

The black sedan drove away smoothly into the night, leaving behind only groaning bodyguards and the eldest son of the Zhao family, who was slumped on the ground, trembling.

Outside the car window, the neon lights of the capital city still shone brightly.

Liu Ming leaned back in her chair, her eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Zhao Ruihu, this is just an appetizer."

"The real storm has only just begun."