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

The sunshine on Star Moon Island is brighter than any filter.

In this secluded overseas paradise, the air is filled with the scent of expensive perfumes mixed with the fresh sea breeze. The ultra-luxurious sea-view villa, originally intended as the bride's temporary boudoir, has now become the playground for this group of "bridesmaids."

Nangong Yao, Xi Wanqing, and Lin Xiaoxiao, the three brides-to-be, were pressed in front of the makeup mirror. A dozen top stylists from Paris were meticulously sculpting their faces as if they were working on rare works of art.

And in the spacious living room behind them.

A dozen or so girls, dressed in matching, six-figure pale pink bridesmaid dresses, were kicking off their high heels and walking barefoot on the soft Persian carpet. They were chattering away about tomorrow's schedule, making it as lively as a high-end farmers' market.

This is no ordinary bridesmaid group.

This is the "Number One Girlfriends Group" that will make the entire business, political, and military circles of the Dragon Kingdom take notice!

The curly-haired beauty who was happily munching on imported cherries is the only daughter of a shipping tycoon in Shanghai and the heir to a fortune of tens of billions.

The aloof and sophisticated woman frantically revising the questions for the door-blocking game on her tablet is the youngest female prosecutor in the city's Supreme People's Procuratorate, and a fellow student of Xi Wanqing.

And the short-haired girl who was huddled with Lin Xiaoxiao, gesturing with several water guns, was the apple of the eye of a general in the Northern Theater Command, and had a temper even more fiery than Lin Xiaoxiao's.

Normally, they are "goddesses" who are high and mighty in their respective circles and admired by countless young talents. They are dignified, elegant, and unapproachable.

But today, in this place free from conflicts of interest and filled only with pure blessings, they have completely shed their heavy masks, revealing the most authentic and wildest side of girls.

"Sisters! Listen to me!"

The shipping tycoon's daughter stood on the sofa, waving a broom she'd somehow acquired, looking just like a bandit leader who ruled the mountains.

"Tomorrow when the bride arrives, we have to completely block the door! Without a red envelope containing 99,999 yuan, she won't even be allowed through the crack!"

"Vulgar! So utterly vulgar!"

The female prosecutor pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and retorted with a serious expression.

"What's Liu Ming's net worth now? Does she care about a little money? We need to do something more sophisticated! I suggest we have them recite the articles in the Criminal Law about crimes against marriage and family. If they mispronounce a word, they have to drink a glass of specially made bitter melon juice!"

"This is great! This is great! I agree!"

"Add another one! Make them do 100 one-armed push-ups while singing 'Conquer'!"

"And wasabi toothpaste! I've prepared ten tubes of extra-hot wasabi, guaranteed to make them question their existence!"

Hearing the "torture" behind them that would terrify any groom and groomsmen, the three brides sitting in front of the dressing table looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Sister Yao, they're really going to ruin Liu Ming and the others..."

Lin Xiaoxiao shrank back. Although she usually liked to cause trouble, she was still frightened after hearing this. "What if Master gets angry?"

"What are you afraid of?"

As Nangong Yao had the makeup artist apply loose powder to her face, she giggled, "Today is our day. Even if Liu Ming is a dragon capable of stirring up rivers and seas, he'll have to behave himself tomorrow. Who told him to be so greedy, wanting to marry all three of us at once?"

Looking at her face in the mirror, flushed with happiness, Xi Wanqing couldn't help but smile softly.

"Let them make a fuss, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event."

Just then, "Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the villa's door.

"Who is it?" A bridesmaid ran over to open the door.

Standing outside the door were Tank and his five "groomsmen".

However, at this moment, these five men, who were like gods of war on the battlefield, looked extremely embarrassed and awkward. They were still wearing their crisp tailcoats, but under the high temperature of the island, they were already sweating profusely, and their bow ties were crooked.

"Um... Hello, ladies. Hello, beautiful ladies."

Lone Wolf, acting as the representative, forced a stiff smile.

"The boss said we need to have a rehearsal tonight, so we can go over the flow with the bridesmaids."

"dress rehearsal?",

The bridesmaids in the room instantly lit up, like a pack of she-wolves who had spotted their prey, and swarmed around them.

"Hey guys, you've come at the perfect time!"

The shipping heiress sized up the tank's impressive pectoral muscles, her eyes gleaming. "Come in, come in! Let's rehearse tomorrow's shoe-finding game!"

Tank swallowed hard, looking at the group of smiling girls, and felt a chill run down his spine. "Looking for...looking for shoes?"

"Yes!" The female prosecutor sneered, took out a pair of high heels studded with small diamonds from the side, and waved them in her hand.

"We'll hide the bride's shoes in ten extremely well-hidden places tomorrow. You must find them within ten minutes, or else..."

"What else?" Ghost Hand swallowed.

"Otherwise, you'll have to wear this."

A few young girls pulled out several extremely flashy... pink ballet dresses from behind their backs.

The faces of the five elite soldiers instantly turned liver-colored!

"This is fucking humiliation... A scholar can be killed but not dishonored!"

Tank instinctively took a step back, his voice trembling. Making these tough guys dance ballet in these clothes? They'd be better off just being shot!

"It's okay if you don't wear it."

The shipping heiress smiled and took out a huge iron basin filled with all sorts of strangely colored liquids.

"This is our secret 'Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup,' made with bitter melon, mustard, aged vinegar, and a touch of chili peppers. If you can't find your shoes, each of you can finish a whole pot."

"I..." The poison doctor looked at the basin of green liquid. Even as a master of poisons, he couldn't help but feel nauseous. If he drank this stuff, he would probably be stuck in the bathroom until the next century.

"Ladies, please have mercy!"

Lone Wolf quickly begged for mercy, a hint of flattery appearing on his usually cold face.

"Our boss said there will be plenty of red envelopes tomorrow. Please be kind and let us pick up our wives smoothly. As for the rehearsal... how about we just call it a day?"

"Count it? You wish!"

The bridesmaids weren't about to let this opportunity to torment these straight men slip by. They swarmed around the five bewildered soldiers.

For the next hour, this luxurious seaside villa became a complete nightmare for the groomsmen.

Tank was forced to hop like a frog on the ground while shouting "I am a little frog." Lone Wolf was forced to have bright red lipstick applied and was also forced to pose in Marilyn Monroe's classic pose for a photo.

Ghost Hand fared even worse, being pinned down on the sofa by several girls who then forcibly applied smoky makeup to him. As for Vulture and Poison Doctor, they were not spared either.

These five killing gods, feared throughout the international mercenary world, were now like a group of rag dolls to be manipulated in front of these defenseless girls, daring not to put up the slightest resistance.

Because they knew that if they fought back, their boss would skin them alive tomorrow.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing the five tough guys who had been completely disfigured, the women in the room laughed so hard they were doubled over. Even Xi Wanqing, who had been maintaining her composure, couldn't help but clutch her stomach and laugh until tears streamed down her face.

The tension and anxiety caused by the upcoming wedding were completely washed away by the good-natured pranks and laughter.

Just when the situation was completely out of control.

"Ahem." A soft cough came from the doorway.

Liu Ming, dressed casually, leaned against the door frame. He looked at the five brothers inside, who were painted like ghosts, and suppressed his laughter, his lips twitching wildly.

"Um...did I come at the wrong time?"

When the five groomsmen saw Liu Ming, it was like seeing a savior; they were almost in tears.

"Boss! Help! These women are monsters!"

The tank, with its two patches of red from the high altitude, looked as aggrieved as a 200-pound fat man.

Liu Ming walked in, her gaze sweeping over the three smiling brides, her eyes filled with endless doting affection.

He walked over and gently put his arm around their shoulders.

"Alright, stop messing with them. We still need them to help me snatch people tomorrow."

Liu Ming said with a smile, then glanced at his five disheveled brothers.

"Go wash up quickly and then head to the restaurant. I'll cook dinner myself tonight to calm your nerves."

"Thank you, boss!" The five men felt like they had been granted a pardon and scrambled out of the "Spider Cave."

Watching their retreating figures, another burst of cheerful laughter erupted in the courtyard.

A sea breeze blows. The stars twinkle.

In this secluded paradise, there is no power struggle, no bloody slaughter, only the purest joy and the most sincere blessings.

Looking at the three women beside him, Liu Ming knew that tomorrow would be the most important and happiest day of his life.