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

Zeus was left all alone. His pistol was shot down by a sniper, and his legs and hands were also hit by bullets, leaving him powerless and limp on the ground.

His body convulsed in a pool of blood, but his eyes remained as cold and sharp as knives.

He looked coldly at Sawada Ryuichi:

"I never imagined you, you venomous snake, were a spy for the Kingdom of Sunshine!"

He gritted his teeth:

"Emperor Eye told me long ago—it's best not to trust the people of the Sun Country too much. You are too ambitious, cunning, treacherous, and ruthless."

A cold smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

That smile looked eerie and insane amidst the bloodstains:

"Ryuichi Sawada—do you really think you've won?"

"Hahaha--!!!"

The god of the universe laughed loudly, the sound echoing in the empty hall, shaking the dust off the walls.

"Don't think that just because I've given you control over the world's undercover operations and networks, you'll be all set and have nothing to worry about."

"I can tell you now—you've never truly been in control!"

His gaze, like steel needles, pierced straight into Sawada Ryuichi's heart:

"Because Emperor Eye and I had a backup plan from the very beginning."

"A plan of rebirth and destruction has been initiated—"

"All global undercover agents, connections, and spokespeople; all relevant information about them and all transactions with the Cosmic Organization—"

"And their crimes—I and the Emperor's Eye both kept records."

"And placed it in the hands of a mysterious person you'll never know!"

His voice grew softer, yet stronger:

"As long as neither I nor the Emperor Eye contact him at the end of each year—"

"He will then contact all his spokespeople and all his influence around the world on his own."

"Either listen to him, or make everything public!"

"Now, it's almost the end of the year—hahaha—!!!"

He laughed loudly again, looking up at the sky:

"This plan is either rebirth or destruction!"

"And you, Ryuichi Sawada, and your damned country—you'll get nothing!"

"On the contrary, we will face their vicious retaliation!"

"Because if you dare touch these resources—that mysterious person will find out!"

His gaze was like tempered steel:

"And you—do you dare touch these resources? Do you dare lay a finger on the Universe Organization?"

"ah--!!!"

Ryuichi Sawada's eyes widened in anger, his facial muscles contorted in a grimace.

After all that effort and decades of infiltration, in the end—the Cosmic Organization got nothing.

Only an aged face and a head of silver hair.

He roared at the god of the universe:

"I've been in this organization for decades, putting in so much effort—"

"So, neither you nor the Emperor's Eye ever truly trusted me!"

"I'm going to kill you—I'm going to tear you to pieces—!!!"

He raised his pistol and aimed it at Zeus—

In the darkness, someone was faster than him.

No one knows how he appeared.

A gunshot rang out—

Blood gushed from Sawada Ryuichi's hand gripping the gun, and the pistol fell heavily to the ground.

Three darts appeared simultaneously, and three Japanese assassins clutched their throats tightly, blood gushing from between their fingers—

Their eyes were wide open, and they died without ever seeing where the dart came from.

A figure shrouded entirely in black appeared quickly.

He held a Desert Eagle in his right hand and a military knife in his left. The gun gleamed coldly under the light, and the blade was still stained with undried blood.

He moved with ghostly speed, reaching the assassin in just a few steps.

Just as everyone was about to fire, the silent man ducked down and plunged his saber into the assassin's throat from below.

The blade pierced flesh and blood, and the body quickly turned and disappeared behind the assassin.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He fired three shots in quick succession, and bullet holes appeared in the foreheads of the three assassins opposite him, causing them to fall straight backward.

The silent figure slid and slipped in front of another group of assassins.

His body seemed boneless, every muscle and nerve was working hard—

That's Krav Maga, the most brutal close-range combat technique.

Every move was aimed at the enemy's most vulnerable spot.

He slipped into the crowd, stood up and turned, his saber spinning in the air.

One of the assassins only saw a blur and a gleaming military knife before his hands clutched his throat.

No matter how hard he tried to cover it, the blood kept gushing out.

Momentarily, he slashed violently with his saber at a soldier who had raised his gun.

First, all five fingers fell to the ground, and then came the screams:

"ah--!!!"

The assassin gripped his severed hand tightly with his left hand, blood gushing from the wound.

Without even glancing at him, he continued with undiminished speed, stabbing the assassin's gaping lips with his saber before quickly withdrawing it amidst a spray of blood.

"Bang!" Silence tilted his head, dodging the incoming bullet.

Then he grabbed the assassin behind him whose lips had been pierced and swung him violently forward.

What followed was a real assassination—and a massacre.

Silence is essentially dancing in front of the enemy, and the props he uses for this dance are the military knife in his left hand and the Desert Eagle in his right.

Fast, and brutal.

The last assassin.

Silently, he slammed his right knee into the man's chest, sending the assassin flying as if hit by a truck—

"Thump!"

His back and the back of his head slammed heavily against the wall.

As his head slammed against the wall and bounced back, the silent saber was already upon him—

"Swish—!" The assassin's throat was slit, and blood sprayed onto the wall in a horrifying arc.

He was silent, dressed in all black, and wearing a mask.

He glanced at the time and sighed.

"I'm getting old. It took me fifty-seven seconds. I wonder how long my apprentice, Leng Ci, takes now."

On the rooftop, the sniper that Sawada Ryuichi had arranged was already lying in a pool of blood, replaced by an assassin from the Shadows.

At that moment, the Shadow Assassins watched the Silent Carnage unfold through their scopes, and several assassins simultaneously swallowed hard.

A killer's voice trembled: "He...he's really Death's master?"

"Um."

His companion nodded stiffly, his voice hoarse:

"He used the Grim Reaper's code and ciphers to give the order just now. Then he said—he is the Grim Reaper's master."

The companion continued:

"He glanced at us a few times while he was slaughtering us. That look in his eyes was exactly like the Grim Reaper's—it almost made my heart stop beating."

The first assassin to speak was drenched in cold sweat, his voice trembling:

"I couldn't track him at all with the scope... he was too fast..."

"Go...go quickly..."

His companion gave him a push:

"Go and meet up with him. If he treats us as enemies—we won't even know how we died."

The assassins quickly ran towards the entrance of the Cosmic Organization.

Meanwhile, the mercenaries arranged by the Dragon Return team had already surrounded the headquarters of the Zhou Organization and eliminated all enemies on the periphery.

The intelligence agents arranged by Baijiu also rushed over.

At this point, the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization was completely under the control of Silence.

Similarly, he was also controlled by Zeng Linglong, who had fallen into a coma.

Several shadow assassins approached Silence, simultaneously bowing their heads and striking their left chests with their right fists:

"God...we are coming."

The silence was cold:

"You are assassins; your killing intent must be invisible. Once you encounter a master, the killing intent you just displayed—that will be your death sentence."

"Yes..." The Shadow Assassin bowed his head again.

Silently, he turned his gaze to Sawada Ryuichi.

That gaze was as cold as polar ice.

"Your conversation just now was quite interesting."

"You dared to use biological weapons to kill my apprentice—you're quite something."

"If I didn't want my apprentice to take revenge himself, I would have already slit your throat with a military knife."

His fingers gently traced the blade of the military knife:

"And you might be disappointed."

"Our three disciples are not so easy to kill."

"At the same time, the drug maniac also went there—he was the ancestor of drug use."

Finally, he silently looked at Sawada Ryuichi, whose limbs he had broken, and then at Zeus, who was lying paralyzed on the ground.

His command was unequivocal: "Take him away!"

At this moment, all those involved in Zeng Linglong's switch eighteen years ago have been apprehended.

Wu Jun has been personally arrested by Zeng Sheng, while Slo was arrested in his villa by people arranged by Zeng Linglong.

Several informants from the Sun Country were also captured by assassins arranged by Ye Feng and taken to the Dragon Country.

Now, Zeus and Sawada Ryuichi have both been taken away in silence.

The Zeng family and Zeng Linglong are about to learn the true truth behind all the conspiracies.

In the desert, the setting sun finally sank below the horizon.

The last glimmer of blood-red light on the horizon illuminated the unconscious figure on the barracks rooftop.

Beside him were his cousin and his mentor.

In the distance, the elite Hellfire warriors were cleaning up the battlefield.

Zeng Linglong is still alive.

His heart was still beating, and his blood was still flowing.

The Poison Doctor must take him back to Hellfire Base immediately, because that's where his second life is located.

The sandstorms subsided. The desert returned to silence.

Only the shell casings scattered on the ground and the charred vehicle wreckage proved what had happened here.

The truth is on its way.

The conspiracy is being peeled back layer by layer.

The storm has not yet subsided. But dawn will eventually break.