The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

At the same time.

Somewhere in Beijing.

Wu Jun's office.

The curtains were tightly closed.

The room was completely dark.

Only the desk lamp on the desk emitted a dim, yellowish light.

It illuminated Wu Jun's sinister face.

He sat behind his desk.

He held a secret report he had received in his hand.

There is only one line of text above—

"Target confirmed, vehicle destroyed, rider dead."

A slow smile crept onto Wu Jun's lips.

That smile, under the dim light—

Like a demon.

He placed the secret report on the table.

Leaning back in the chair.

Close your eyes.

The smile on his face grew deeper and deeper.

It's getting more and more distorted.

"hehe……"

He laughed out loud.

The sound echoed in the deathly silent office.

gloomy.

Surprising.

"Zeng Linglong..."

He muttered to himself.

The sound was as if it were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"After I deal with Hidden One—"

"Your death is near."

He opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with madness and resentment.

"Aren't you supposed to be amazing?"

"hehe……"

He stood up.

I walked to the window.

Pull back the curtains.

Sunlight streamed in instantly.

It stung his eyes, making him squint.

But he did not dodge.

He was standing there.

He let the sunlight shine on his face.

His face was filled with madness.

It was full of distortion.

Full of—

A deep-seated hatred for Zeng Linglong.

"Just wait and see."

He said softly.

"It will be soon."

"soon--"

"You will then know what true despair is."

Dragon Kingdom, 9,000 kilometers away.

Country A in Africa.

A small monarchy.

Barren.

confusion.

A corner forgotten by the world.

But there's one person here who's familiar—

Strategist, Ryuichi Sawada.

The Cosmic Organization—Knights Second Battalion—is stationed in the border desert of this country.

Many members of the royal family in Country A have close ties with the Cosmic Organization.

The main contact person is the strategist.

now.

In the capital of country A, on a secluded street.

Several men disguised as Chinese were running frantically.

Behind them were shops billowing thick smoke.

And the screams that rose and fell.

"Hahaha--!!!"

One of them laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

He brandished the gold chain he had just stolen.

"Cool!"

"That was fucking awesome!"

"Stop laughing, run!"

The other person urged.

"The patrol is coming soon!"

The group quickly slipped into a narrow alley.

They vanished without a trace.

It was as if it had never existed.

Ten minutes later.

Country A's national television station.

Emergency news broadcast interrupted.

The image shows a store in complete disarray after being robbed.

The shop owner was weeping bitterly.

They were terrified passersby.

The anchor's voice was angry and trembling:

"The perpetrator is a citizen of China!"

"They not only robbed people of their property, but also—"

The anchor paused.

The sound was even more somber.

"They also raped two innocent girls!"

"The perpetrator is still at large!"

"Please be careful, residents of the capital!"

"Minimize going out!"

News is like a storm.

It spread rapidly in country A.

Everyone who saw the news was outraged!

Everyone's cursing!

Everyone is filled with fear!

But no one knows—

This is just the beginning.

An even more terrifying storm is yet to come.

A star-rated hotel in the capital of country A.

The lobby was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

A group of tourists from China are checking in.

They had just finished a day of sightseeing.

His face was a mixture of excitement and exhaustion.

"Wow, that wildlife park today was so much fun!"

A middle-aged woman excitedly told her companion.

"I saw a pride of lions! The whole mountain was full of lions!"

"And that vast grassland, it's so magnificent!"

Another young man chimed in.

"It's an endless expanse of grassland!"

"It's even prettier than my computer desktop wallpaper!"

The tour guide stood to the side, watching them with a smile.

But a vague unease lingered in my heart.

He also saw today's news.

Those robbers...

Those rapists...

He is from the Dragon Kingdom.

This has already aroused public outrage in the country.

He looked out the window.

The sky had already darkened.

The streets were nearly deserted.

Occasionally, a few cars would rush by.

"Everyone."

He clapped his hands.

"Everyone is tired today, get some rest."

"Don't go out alone at night."

"Call me anytime if you need anything."

The tourists nodded in agreement.

I took the room key and went upstairs to rest.

Nobody noticed—

The street corner opposite the hotel.

A black van was parked there quietly.

The car windows were covered with dark tint.

I can't see inside.

In the car.

Several people were holding binoculars.

Staring at the hotel lobby.

Staring at those tourists from China.

"Target confirmed."

A deep voice rang out.

"Dragon Kingdom tour group, 22 people."

"Check into the hotel."

"it is good."

Another voice, with a cruel laugh.

"Continue to track."

"Wait until they've had their fill of fun."

"us--"

"To make them remember this for the rest of their lives."

in the hotel.

The tourists from China were still laughing and chatting.

Someone is taking a shower.

Someone is watching TV.

Someone called their family to let them know they were safe.

They didn't know—

They can no longer return to their country.

A nightmare is brewing for them.

Inside the operations room.

Zeng Linglong stood by the window.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Night fell outside the window.

Darkness enveloped the earth.

But in that darkness—

A murderous intent is brewing.

A storm is coming.