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

Liang Cheng remained calm, his eyes filled with disdain:

"Do you have law enforcement authority? Even if you do, what grounds did you arrest me?"

"Enforcement power?" Lone Wolf shook his finger, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"We don't have law enforcement power, but we have the right to kill."

"At the same time, based on what you just said, we have sufficient grounds to arrest and interrogate you."

"We have more authority to investigate you thoroughly."

"And the agency investigating you isn't just any ordinary agency—it's the highest military command and security department."

"It's good that you're alright. If something happens, no one can save you. Put your hands behind your head and squat down!"

The lone wolf suddenly roared, and the sudden release of his aura made Liang Cheng's heart skip a beat.

Before he could react, he was subdued by Lone Wolf—his arm was twisted behind his back and his face was pressed against the cold table.

As soon as Lone Wolf made his move, Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Dragon Shadow team members attacked simultaneously.

The bodyguards that Liang Cheng brought were also arrested.

There was no way around it; the Dragon Shadow team members were too violent—two bodyguards tried to draw their guns in retaliation, but Tyrannosaurus Rex took them down with just two shots.

The two bodyguards were shot almost simultaneously in the hands holding their guns; the pistols fell to the ground, and blood dripped from their fingers.

Yan Hai stood up, patted Liang Cheng on the shoulder, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"You're quite something, daring to let your bodyguard bring a gun here." With that, he searched Liang Cheng and found his cell phone, which he then handed to Li Lunjie.

Li Lunjie took the phone, his voice filled with excitement:

Director Fang had already led the special police to the perimeter of the bar.

He had already heard from Liang Cheng that Liang Yuan had been shot three times and that there were armed men in the bar.

Director Fang shouted through a megaphone, his voice echoing through the night sky:

"Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded! Lay down your weapons and release the hostages!"

"Please let us know your requests, and we will fulfill them unconditionally!"

Yan Hai shook his head and smiled: "Not bad, you've labeled us as terrorists who have taken hostages with just one sentence."

He looked at the trembling customers in the bar and waved his hand dismissively:

"Alright, everyone's had their fun and watched the show, so I'll waive all your expenses tonight."

"You can all go home now. We're not terrorists—go do whatever you need to do!"

"Mr. Yan, you're so awesome!" The guests were overjoyed and rushed to the door, leaving without a trace.

But they didn't leave once they reached the outer perimeter—tonight's show was too exciting.

Liang Cheng and Liang Yuan had never met or heard of these formidable figures in Tiankun City, yet now they were being arrested by Boss Yan like criminals. They needed to see how this drama would end.

Director Fang frowned when he saw so many people running out.

He asked a few people and learned that Liang Cheng had also been arrested, which made his heart tighten.

He quickly called Liang Cheng's father—his boss, a member of the Standing Committee of the Yunhai Provincial Assembly.

Upon hearing the news, Councilor Liang slammed his fist on the table.

As a result, all relevant officials in Yunhai Province received his phone call and were mobilized.

Lone Wolf received a call—the military district personnel had arrived.

After Lone Wolf arranged some matters with the battalion commander, Yan Hai looked at Lone Wolf, stood up, and waved his hand dismissively:

"Let's go, we should head out. The game isn't over yet; tonight's definitely going to be a sleepless night. Tomorrow, the winds are likely to pick up in Kunming."

As soon as the military district personnel arrived outside the bar, two battalions of soldiers broke through the special police encirclement.

The soldiers were fully armed, guns pointed downwards, and marched in unison, like a torrent of steel.

Director Fang looked puzzled. The battalion commander of the First Battalion came up to Director Fang and saluted him.

"You're in charge here, right? This place is now under military control; you can leave."

Director Fang asked in an inquiring tone, "May I ask which unit you are from? There are terrorists inside who have taken many hostages."

The battalion commander said coldly, "We are from the military district. Whether we are terrorists or not is not for you to decide."

At this point, he gave the soldiers his order—pointing at the thugs Liang Cheng had sent to the outer perimeter, he said, "Arrest them all!"

The soldiers immediately sprang into action, cocking their rifles and shouting as they pointed their dark gun barrels at the hundreds of thugs:

"Everyone squat down! Hands behind your heads!"

One of the gang leaders tried to argue, "Soldiers, we're just ordinary law-abiding citizens, you can't arrest us!"

The soldier smashed it down with the butt of his rifle, the sound like thunder:

"Do you think I'm blind? There are so many SWAT officers with guns on the outside, and you guys are sneaking around inside, with machetes hidden on your waists."

"What, you want to be the SWAT vanguard, cutting your way in with knives first, and then the SWAT team goes in to arrest people?"

The battalion commander looked in Fang Ju's direction, snorted coldly, and then led his men into the bar.

When he saw Lone Wolf and the Dragon Shadow team members, his eyes lit up—he was certain that these people were definitely soldiers, and professional soldiers who had been on the battlefield.

He immediately saluted, his voice trembling with excitement: "I am the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the military sub-district. May I ask who is in charge?"

Lone Wolf returned the salute: "That's me!" He pointed to Liang Cheng and the others.

"Take them all to the military district and do as we just discussed on the phone."

"Remember to tell your commander—if anyone puts pressure on you or calls to plead for leniency, do not respond. Just remember their names and phone numbers and tell me."

"No one may be released without an order from the Supreme General Staff."

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!" The battalion commander saluted and sprang into action.

After the soldiers escorted Liang Cheng and the others out of the bar, Yan Hai and the others followed.

Director Fang did not leave. Seeing Liang Cheng and the others arrested while Yan Hai and the others were unharmed, he roared angrily:

"What are you military personnel doing? You haven't arrested a single criminal, but you've arrested our police officers and victims. This is blatant favoritism and corruption!"

"Furthermore, you don't have law enforcement authority; it's our police force that should be responsible for making arrests!"

The battalion commander's tone was icy cold:

"We are acting under orders from the commander. I believe you should know what military orders mean."

"If you have any questions, you can call our commander or higher-level departments to file a complaint."

"However, we are currently on a military mission, and if you obstruct us, we will have to enforce battlefield regulations."

"You—!" Director Fang was furious, but there was nothing he could do about these soldiers.

Military orders are absolute; they don't care what your position or nature is, they will only carry out orders.

"Fine!" Director Fang uttered a single word, barely suppressing his anger. "You're carrying out a mission, and so are we."

He pointed at Yan Hai and the others:

"They were illegally carrying firearms and opened fire on others. We need to arrest them. Your military shouldn't have the right to stop them, right?"

"I'm sorry." The battalion commander's tone remained icy.

"We need to take them back to the military district to understand the situation."

"Once we understand what we need to understand, I have no right to interfere with what you do."

"But now—you can't touch them."

"Alright, we still need to rush back to the military district to report, please don't waste our time."

The battalion commander gave the order to his soldiers, "Fall back!"

Soldiers from two battalions escorted nearly two hundred people onto military vehicles.

As Liang Cheng passed by Director Fang, he nodded coldly and then glanced at the direction of the bar.

In those eyes, there was an agreement, and a certainty about the game to come.

Director Fang turned around and gave the instructions to the special police:

"Search the entire bar, find their security footage, then seal it off and shut it down!"

The SWAT team immediately entered the bar. However, they found no CCTV footage, only two packets of drugs under two sofas.

Director Fang snorted coldly, then reported the situation to his boss.

On the phone, Councilor Liang said directly, "Have someone guard the military sub-district and keep a close eye on them. I'll arrange for someone to liaise with the military sub-district."

After hanging up the phone, Director Fang immediately withdrew his team to prepare for the next step of the work.

While they were making their plans, Yan Hai was also making his own.

Yan Hai's plan was much bigger, because he didn't deal with Liang Cheng and the others using tactics; he laid out his plan based on the strategy Zeng Linglong had told him.

This scheme involves more than just Tiankun City—it encompasses the entire Yunhai Province.

The night wind howled, and on the streets of Tiankun City, military vehicles drove away and police cars withdrew.

Calm returned to the area outside the bar, but everyone knew it was just the calm before the storm.

Tomorrow, at daybreak, an even bigger storm will sweep through every corner of this city.

Yan Hai, who used to be a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, now had a sharp gaze.

Behind him were Yang Li, Hu Sanshao, Li Lunjie, and Teng Fei.

Beside him were Lone Wolf, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Dragon Shadow team members.

Before him lay the black-and-white power struggle of the entire Yunhai Province.

He took out his phone and glanced at the screen—no missed calls, no new messages.

He knew that his plan had already begun.

Those phone calls, those videos, those quietly sent messages are gradually weaving a vast net.

Now, all he needs to do is wait. Wait for all the prey to fall into the net, wait for dawn, wait for the end of this game.