While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

Minghai City, night.

Amidst the torrential rain, a figure huddled beside a roadside trash can, letting the rain drench his weathered face.

"It's getting more and more painful..."

Lin Feng took a deep breath.

The pain in my body always flares up on rainy days; it's a kind of pain that's hard for ordinary people to understand, and it hurts right to the bone.

Two years ago, he led his team on a top-secret mission abroad, but the intelligence was leaked and all his comrades died in battle. Only he survived by fighting his way out, but at the cost of losing all his strength and being covered in wounds.

Later, Lin Feng received a clue that the source of the intelligence leak was in Minghai City.

Therefore, he went to Minghai City quietly in order to secretly investigate the mastermind behind the leak of intelligence back then.

However, in the two years since, the sores inside his body have completely destroyed his body. Now, he can barely walk, let alone investigate the truth.

Lin Feng knew very well that it wouldn't be long before the injuries in his body would completely erupt, ultimately taking his life and causing him to die in this filthy, sour-smelling corner.

"Pah! Where did this homeless person come from? You're filthy! Get lost!"

"Exactly, what era are we living in? How can there still be stinky beggars? It's disgusting."

Pedestrians seeking shelter from the rain on the street saw Lin Feng by the trash can and all looked disgusted, avoiding him as quickly as possible.

Hearing the insults around him, Lin Feng gave a bitter smile.

He risked his life countless times to protect the prosperity and neon lights of this metropolis, but in the end, all he received was betrayal and contempt...

The once formidable leader of the Fierce Dragons, who dominated the battlefield, is now reduced to dragging his crippled body around, scavenging for a living like a rat.

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed through the alleyway under the rain.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw a stunningly beautiful woman running towards him in a panic. In terms of both looks and figure, this woman was the epitome of what everyone dreamed of.

Because of the rain, the woman's purple gauze dress was completely soaked and clung tightly to her body, appearing semi-transparent. Her devilish figure was exposed, and one could even clearly see the black printed lace underwear under the dress.

"Hey beautiful, where are you going in this heavy rain?"

Shortly after the woman walked in, several thugs from a van parked by the roadside stubbed out their cigarettes, opened the van door, and blocked the woman's path, their eyes greedily fixed on the woman's undulating curves.

"Get out of here, you bunch of thugs!"

The woman's gaze was icy as she sternly rebuked the thugs, though an unnatural flush clung to her cold expression.

"Wow, you've got quite a temper!"

The leader was a bald, burly man with a scar on his face. Hearing the woman's rebuke, he not only showed no sign of backing down, but a mocking smile appeared on his lips. With a sinister wave of his hand, he said, "Brothers, get him! Young Master Su ordered that if you strip this woman and take photos, the reward is 200,000! If you can have sex with this woman and record a video, the reward is 1 million."

Upon hearing this, the other thugs' eyes lit up and they walked towards the woman.

"What...what do you want to do? I'm warning you, if you dare to do anything reckless, I...I'll call the police..."

Seeing the other party closing in on her, Meng Qingyao panicked.

"Hehe, beautiful lady, who are you trying to scare? Everyone knows the Su family is all-powerful in Minghai City. Do you think calling the police will do any good?"

"That's right, if anyone's to blame, it's you for being ungrateful and offending Young Master Su!"

As the thugs spoke, they stepped forward and ripped a large piece off Meng Qingyao's soaked gauze dress, revealing a snow-white expanse.

This scene immediately got the thugs' blood pumping.

"Damn, to be able to taste such a top-quality woman, even dying would be worth it! Guys, drag her to the car."

Seeing this, the bald, burly man couldn't help but speak up and give the order.

Meanwhile, the remaining thugs grabbed Meng Qingyao's arms and pulled her into the bread cart. One of them even took out his phone, turned on the camera recording function, and said with a sinister smile, "Scarface, you better perform well. I'm recording everything. If it's too short, Young Master Su will definitely laugh at us."

"Stop talking nonsense. Wait until I'm done before you guys go. Young Master Su ordered that the more you torture this woman, the higher the reward."

The scar on the bald, muscular man's face twitched twice. He sneered and impatiently began to unbuckle his belt.

"Please, let me go, please let me go..."

Meng Qingyao, who was being forcibly dragged into the bread cart, was truly terrified at this moment and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

"Let you go? Heh heh, if we let you go, do you think Young Master Su will let us go? Beautiful lady, we're just doing this for money, don't blame us..."

The bald, burly man rubbed his hands together, his gaze fixed on Meng Qingyao's devilishly beautiful body.

"Help...help me..."

Meng Qingyao cried out for help, but soon fell into utter despair.

Because of the torrential rain, the streets were deserted, and her cries for help were quickly drowned out by the downpour.

Tears mingled with raindrops and rolled down Meng Qingyao's cheeks in large drops. She knew what fate awaited her.

Stab it!

At this moment, the bald, scarred, burly man who was in the lead reached out again and completely tore Meng Qingyao's long dress apart, revealing the black lace underwear underneath and her almost unbearably full breasts.

"Scarface, wait a minute! Someone's here!"

Just as the bald, muscular man was about to make his next move, the thug who was filming with his phone suddenly noticed something and shouted.

"Um?"

The bald, burly man, his good time interrupted, retorted with displeasure, "Where the hell is anyone?"

"There really is someone there, lying right next to the trash can!"

The thug who was filming with his phone spoke up.

"Why should I care what a homeless person does?"

The bald, burly man was getting impatient.

"Scarface, have you forgotten? Young Master Su instructed that this matter must not be seen by outsiders without his permission. Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically asked us to do this in the heavy rain. If Young Master Su is unhappy, we can't withstand his wrath."

The thug cautiously offered a reminder.

Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man at the head of the group calmed down a bit, but his good time had been interrupted, and he was naturally filled with a nameless rage.

"What the hell is this bad luck!"

In his anger, the bald, burly man's gaze finally fell on Lin Feng, who was standing next to the trash can. Clearly, Lin Feng had become the target of the bald, burly man's rage.

As he spoke, the bald, burly man pulled a large razor blade wrapped in a towel from under the back seat of the van.

"Keep an eye on this woman. I'm going to chop that eyesore up and feed it to the dogs. She's ruining my good time, damn it, she's got a death wish!"

The bald, burly man uttered a harsh threat and walked towards Lin Feng with his knife in hand.

"Ugh!"

Looking at the scarred, burly man approaching him, Lin Feng let out a helpless sigh.

He didn't want to get involved in these messy things. In the past two years, he had witnessed too much ugly human nature and dirty dealings, and he had long lost the passion he once had to risk his life to protect the prosperity of this city.

But the other party deliberately chose to cause trouble for him.

Lin Feng forced himself to stand up, swaying unsteadily. Even when on the verge of death, a fierce warrior on the battlefield would never retreat in the face of an invading enemy.

"Hey, you stinking beggar, who gave you the guts to stand up? You want to fight me?"

Seeing Lin Feng's sickly body, barely able to stand, the scarred-faced burly man burst into laughter, brandishing the razor blade in his hand and mocking him.

The other thugs who were watching the commotion couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lin Feng did not respond. He stared at the cold glint of the blade approaching him through the rain, his expression gradually becoming dazed. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that battlefield filled with smoke and blood...