You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

White steam rose above the teacup.

It blurred the man's sharply defined jawline.

His slender fingers held the white porcelain cup firmly, without trembling even half a millimeter despite the near-collapse report from Fatty Wang Kai.

The fat man stood on the Persian carpet in the study.

I've lost a lot of weight in the last few days, even though I used to weigh 200 pounds.

An expensive, bespoke suit hung loosely on his body.

He tugged at his sweat-soaked tie, swallowing large gulps of air.

"Brother Yuan, the Huangfu family has too deep roots in China."

"In the past two days, Jianghai City Customs has seized all of Xingchen's import and export containers."

"They said it was a routine safety check."

"The new energy super factory in the east of the city, which has an investment of 50 billion yuan, was also ordered to stop construction by the Environmental Protection Bureau on trumped-up charges."

The fat man's voice was filled with barely suppressed anxiety, and his throat was hoarse.

"They're trying to use their public power to slowly wear us down in Jianghai City!"

In this circle where only background and connections matter.

The Huangfu family, a prominent family in the capital with a history spanning hundreds of years, certainly had the strength and confidence to do so.

They thought Chen Yuan was just a lucky nouveau riche who made a quick buck in the financial market.

It has no foundation, no background.

It's like a fattened pig.

The Huangfu family didn't even need to use their knives.

All it takes is issuing a few official documents to trap this pig in its enclosure.

Slowly drain the blood until the last drop of value is squeezed out.

This is the arrogance of the old Qian family in Beijing.

Chen Yuan placed the teacup in his hand on the large black walnut wood desk.

The bottom of the cup struck the table with a dull thud.

"Let them cause trouble in the domestic venues."

Chen Yuan leaned back in the leather gaming chair, his hands crossed in front of him.

His dark eyes were fixed on the monitors on the desktop that were in standby mode.

"These self-proclaimed noble families have been living a life of ease for too long."

"So long that they've forgotten the golden rice bowls they're holding in their hands."

"A large portion of the base is buried in muddy ground overseas."

The Huangfu family's businesses in the country were indeed as solid as a rock.

But the cash flow that supports them in keeping this vast empire running.

However, they come from several huge rare earth mining areas overseas, as well as private ports that monopolize half of the Middle East's transportation routes.

That's their biggest money-making tool.

It is also their most fatal weakness.

Chen Yuan extended his index finger.

I tapped the space bar lightly on the keyboard.

"Whoosh—"

Four huge curved screens lit up simultaneously.

A deep blue light instantly filled the entire study.

There is no regular Windows desktop on the screen.

There is only a bottomless black background and a slowly rotating abyss totem.

"Chu Feng, connect with Xiao Liu."

Chen Yuan spoke into the microphone on the table, his voice as flat as if he were ordering takeout.

Less than three seconds.

Two short keystrokes came from the speakers.

"Boss, I'm here."

Chu Feng and Xiao Liu's voices rang out simultaneously, filled with undisguised excitement and bloodthirsty fervor.

These days, they are disgusted by the despicable tactics the Huangfu family has used in China.

I've been holding back my anger for a long time.

They were just waiting for the final order of reckoning from the god of the dark web.

"Activate the 'Abyss Kill Order'."

Chen Yuan's thin lips parted slightly, uttering six cold words.

"Target locked: all of the Huangfu family's overseas businesses."

"I want their harbor so that not a single bird can fly out."

"I want their mining area, where not a single stone can be dug out."

"I need to see the Huangfu family's overseas financial chain become a dead end within twelve hours."

"Understood, boss!"

The abyss totem on the screen shattered instantly.

Transformed into countless green data streams, they poured down on the four screens like a torrential rain.

That terrifying computing power is enough to shake up the global cybersecurity landscape.

At this moment, it was released without reservation.

Through hidden ghost base stations.

Hundreds of thousands of Trojan viruses and forged commands.

Like a silent ghost, it follows the fiber optic cables and submarine cables.

They went straight to the Huangfu family's key overseas locations.

At the same time.

A deep-water port in the Middle East, thousands of miles away from Jianghai City.

The sun was blazing overhead.

More than a dozen giant cargo ships, fully loaded with crude oil and rare earth elements, are preparing to sound their horns and depart from the port.

This is the most important cross-border transaction for the Huangfu family this quarter.

As long as this shipment reaches Europe.

That's a net profit of 50 billion US dollars.

Inside the port's control tower.

The overseas head of the Huangfu family was holding a cup of coffee.

Looking at those enormous creatures, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Sudden.

"Beep—beep—beep—!"

The piercing, highest-level air raid siren suddenly blared over the entire port without warning.

All the computer screens inside the control tower.

In the same second, everything turned a blinding blood red.

"What's going on!"

The coffee cup in the manager's hand fell to the ground, splashing brown liquid all over the floor.

He lunged at the control panel, his fingers frantically pounding the keyboard.

However, all user interfaces were completely locked.

In the very center of the screen, there is only a black countdown hourglass that is jumping.

"Sir! The port's automated loading and unloading system has been taken over by an unidentified signal!"

A technician, drenched in sweat, shouted, his voice trembling with despair.

"The navigation systems on those cargo ships have all crashed!"

"They...they are getting closer to each other!"

Before the person in charge could react...

A deafening sound of metal scraping and impact came from outside.

Those cargo ships weighing hundreds of thousands of tons.

After losing navigation and power control.

Like a group of out-of-control behemoths, they crashed together in a narrow channel.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The acrid smoke instantly obscured the sky above the port.

But this was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Less than ten minutes.

A large number of armed police officers from the International Maritime Bureau.

They surrounded the entire port with speedboats and helicopters.

"We received an anonymous tip that this cargo ship is suspected of smuggling a huge amount of contraband and weapons."

A foreign police officer, holding a megaphone, coldly pronounced the verdict in English.

"All ships and personnel are now detained for investigation!"

And all this.

This is merely a microcosm of Chen Yuan's "Abyss Kill Order" in seventeen different locations overseas.

A rare earth transshipment hub in Europe, an energy futures trading center in North America...

Any property bearing the Huangfu family name.

In just a few hours.

It was as if they had encountered a precise, targeted blast, as if it were the end of the world.

Some were forcibly taken over by local gangs, while others were forcibly seized by the government under the guise of anti-monopoly measures.

The financial chain is like a steel wire stretched to its limit.

With a "snap".

Completely collapsed.

The screen switches.

In Beijing, within the Second Ring Road, stands a century-old courtyard house with an extensive area.

Inside the antique-style main hall.

A faint scent of top-grade sandalwood wafted in the air.

The head of the Huangfu family was an elderly man nearing seventy, exuding an imposing presence even without anger.

He was sitting in a carved armchair.

He was holding a priceless Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain teacup.

He closed his eyes slightly as he listened to the head butler report on the progress of suppressing Xingchen Venture Capital in Jianghai City.

"Sir, that man surnamed Chen hasn't dared to leave the house these past few days."

The head butler bowed slightly, his tone ingratiating and obsequious.

"In my opinion, he's just a paper tiger."

"If we delay him at customs for another half month, his Ponzi scheme will collapse on its own."

"At that time, the entire Shen family and Xingchen Venture Capital will be in the pocket of our Huangfu family."

The old patriarch nodded in satisfaction.

A sneer of absolute certainty curled at the corner of his lips.

"A spineless brat with no real background dares to challenge us?"

He lifted the lid of the teacup, preparing to savor this exquisite Da Hong Pao tea.

"Ring ring—! Ring ring—!"

The red, secure telephone line in the center of the main room.

Suddenly, it started making a violent, erratic noise, as if it had gone mad.

The shrill ringing of the bell shattered the century-old tranquility of the courtyard.

The old patriarch frowned.

The head butler rushed over and answered the phone.

I only listened for two seconds.

The color drained from the old butler's face instantly.

His face was deathly pale, like that of a dead person.

He lost his grip on the phone receiver and it fell directly onto the mahogany table.

"Master...Master..."

The head butler turned around, his legs went weak as noodles, and he knelt down with a thud.

His voice trembled so much that he couldn't even string together a complete word.

"Something terrible has happened overseas!"

"Middle Eastern ports have been sealed off, and European mining areas have been occupied by local armed groups..."

"Our overseas cash pool...was completely wiped out by a hacker group!"

"In just twelve hours...we lost over 800 billion!"

"Bang!"

The old patriarch held the blue-and-white porcelain teacup in his hand for over a decade, treating it as a precious treasure.

It slipped through my fingers without warning.

It crashed onto the hard blue brick floor and shattered into countless sharp shards.

Scalding hot tea splashed onto his cloth shoes.

But he was like a soulless shell.

He clutched his left chest tightly.

His breathing became heavy, like a broken bellows, and his heart felt as if it were being crushed by iron claws.

The intense cramping pain made it impossible for him to sit still, and he slid off the armchair.

The blue-and-white porcelain teacup in the Huangfu family head's hand shattered. Clutching his chest, he roared in disbelief, "How could a nouveau riche from Jianghai City possibly possess such a powerful transnational force?!"