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

The bodyguard wanted to follow the young man inside, but was stopped by the two wolves.

The lone wolf's arm, like an iron gate, was across the bodyguard's chest, his eyes as cold as frost.

The bodyguards tried to force their way in, but were rendered immobile by that invisible aura—the murderous intent of someone who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The young man, with an imposing air, sat opposite Yan Hai, crossed his legs, and swirled his wine glass.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the bodyguard stopped in his tracks and stared intently at Lone Wolf and Tyrannosaurus Rex.

If the two wolves were to unleash their full power at this moment, these bodyguards would immediately have to kneel down.

The young man spoke first. He didn't look at Yan Hai, but only at the wine glass in his hand, as if that glass of wine was more worthy of attention than the person opposite him.

"Mr. Yan, right? You've become quite famous lately. You smashed up Third Master's casino and caused trouble and fought in three bars."

"And these businesses are basically all mine—do you know why you're still sitting here perfectly fine?"

Yan Hai didn't care to know, and there was no need to know his current identity.

Yang Li and the others were drinking quietly, while Ru Ge and Anna stared at the figures on the stage. The Dragon Shadow team members remained as still as statues.

At this moment, the youth are like air to them, something that can be ignored.

Yan Hai leaned back on the sofa, his arms outstretched, and looked at the young man with a calm yet authoritative voice:

"You investigated me?"

The young man also didn't answer Yan Hai's question; he raised an eyebrow:

"On New Year's Eve, I originally intended to kick you out of Tiankun City."

"But my people said your two older sisters are very beautiful, and today my people told me they've come again—so I came."

He took a sip of his drink, a self-satisfied smile playing on his lips:

"I, Liang Yuan, enjoy the feeling of hunting. It's great if I can catch prey, but if I don't, I can find another target. There are plenty of flowers in Tiankun City waiting for me to pick."

"I'm here to offer a toast. If I can't, then I'll collect my debt."

"How exactly do you plan to collect the debt?" Yan Hai leaned forward, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Hehe." Liang Yuan took a sip of wine.

"Don't worry, my debt collection is very polite."

"Some of the customers here tonight may have been on drugs, and they'll say it was provided by your establishment."

"There's also the possibility that some people will cause trouble and fight here."

"In addition, all the thugs in Tiankun City might frequent this place."

"All relevant official agencies will come to investigate the cause."

"I'm talking every day—until your bar gets sealed off. Or—"

He turned to look at Yan Rugo and Anna, his eyes full of frivolity: "The two ladies are willing to have a drink and a chat with me."

"Bang--!"

No sooner had Liang Yuan finished speaking than blood began to flow from his head.

Yan Hai smashed it directly with a liquor bottle; the heavy bottom of the bottle hit his forehead, glass shards flew everywhere, and blood flowed down his nose.

And as soon as he made a move, Yang Li and the others were incredibly fast.

First, everyone grabbed a bottle and started smashing it over Liang Yuan's head.

Li Lunjie even jumped up from the coffee table and smashed a wine bottle on it, the force of the fall sending Liang Yuan slamming onto the table.

Then the five men started punching and kicking Liang Yuan, their shoes and fists raining down on him.

Just as Liang Yuan's bodyguards were about to rush in, Lone Wolf and the Dragon Shadow Squad subdued them in no time.

The cracking sound of bones dislocating, the muffled groan, and the thud of someone falling to the ground all happened almost simultaneously.

Before the bodyguards could react, they were pinned to the ground, their faces pressed against the cold floor.

At this moment, about twenty thugs who were drinking in the bar shouted loudly:

"Damn! They dare to hit Brother Yuan! Brothers, grab your weapons, kill them, and call for backup!"

They drew machetes from their waists, the gleaming blades flashing coldly in the dim light, and charged towards Yan Hai's booth.

The music stopped, and screams of fright echoed through the bar.

The guests screamed and scrambled to the corners, the sound of shattering glasses echoing throughout the room.

Then dozens of thugs wielding knives rushed in from the bar entrance, forming a dark mass that blocked the exit.

They shouted in unison, "Release Brother Yuan! Or we'll kill you all!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

Three gunshots rang out, the sound like thunder, instantly plunging the entire bar into deathly silence.

All the thugs paused, knives raised, and looked at the stage; the guests turned their heads and looked at the stage.

The figure who had just been dancing with his eyes closed on stage was now pointing a pistol at the bar's ceiling and firing three shots.

Smoke rose in wisps under the lamplight.

Then, he opened his eyes. His deep eyes swept across the entire room, followed by a chilling killing intent—an intent so tangible it made everyone's heart stop.

Zeng Linglong shook his head, and his neck made a soft "crackling" sound.

Without even glancing at the thugs with knives, he strode step by step toward Yan Hai's booth under the horrified gazes of the crowd.

With each step he took forward, the guests automatically made way for him, just as Moses parted the Red Sea.

Every step felt like stepping on someone's heart.

Yan Hai and his four companions were still brutally beating Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan was shouting, his voice hoarse but still vicious:

"You will all die tonight! I'm going to make your two older sisters my playthings tonight! Everyone, kill them!"

As soon as he said this, Zeng Linglong's aura became increasingly ferocious.

Just as the thugs at the door were about to rush forward, Zeng Linglong fired several shots into the thighs of the thugs in front of him until he ran out of bullets.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots rang out in rapid succession, bullets piercing the thigh muscles with pinpoint accuracy, blood spraying in the light.

"Ah—!" The seven or eight thugs who rushed in front quickly fell to the ground screaming in pain, clutching their thighs and rolling on the ground, their blood staining the floor red.

The thugs behind him were finally frightened and stopped charging forward, their legs trembling, and their machetes clattered to the ground.

Zeng Linglong stepped over the fallen thugs, his footsteps like a death knell, and arrived at the booth.

Yan Hai and his four companions immediately stopped beating them. Then, Yan Hai angrily said:

"Brother-in-law, this bastard demanded that my two sisters drink with him and threatened to shut down my bar. You heard what he said just now."

Zeng Linglong remained silent, his expression eerily calm.

Beneath that calm lies a volcano about to erupt.

As he passed Lone Wolf, he pulled a magazine from Lone Wolf's waist and then, to everyone's horror, quickly and skillfully changed the magazine.

With a "click," the bullet was chambered. Reaching the young man, he reached out and lifted Liang Yuan up as if he were a chick.

Liang Yuan's feet were off the ground, his neck was being choked, and his face turned a deep purplish-red.

Then Zeng Linglong kicked Liang Yuan from the side, sending him flying into the air. Liang Yuan fell outside the booth and slid more than two meters away on the ground.

Zeng Linglong walked over quickly, his voice filled with anger:

"My women? You think you have the right to make them drink with you?"

He pulled the bolt back, and then with a "bang," fired a shot directly into Liang Yuan's right leg.

The bullet pierced through the thigh muscle, and blood gushed out.

"Ah—!" Liang Yuan was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, rolling on the ground, his screams echoing through the bar.

"Don't move! Put down your guns immediately and release General Manager Liang!"

At that moment, more than a dozen police officers rushed in through the door, quickly drawing their guns from their waists.

Just as they were holding their pistols, Lone Wolf, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the six Dragon Shadow members became ferocious and decisive. The eight Dragon Shadow members moved as fast as afterimages, drawing their guns and firing almost simultaneously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bullets struck the policeman's pistol with precision, the gun flew out of his hand and hit the ground with a crisp metallic clang.

More than a dozen pistols were all shot down.

The police were dumbfounded, as were all the bar patrons and thugs.

Who are these people? They're all carrying guns, and they're all incredibly skilled marksmen.

Many young girls are also fans of Zeng Linglong, and their first reaction is: Oh my god! This is too awesome.

Their second reaction was that they were all extremely nervous for Zeng Linglong, and they were all worried: It's over, my idol is finished.

Lone Wolf, along with six team members, immediately approached the police, pointed their guns at them, and spoke in a tone as cold as if it came from an ice cellar:

"I advise you not to move. This is a warning."

"If you continue to pose a threat to us, then this is not just a warning."

They are authorized by the General Staff and the Supreme Command to issue warnings and then eliminate anyone who poses a threat to their leader.

However, if the perpetrators are criminals, there will be no warning; the threat will be eliminated directly.