Chapter 1011: Sudden Reversal

ational security and the police force, who had figured out what their superiors intended, began to uniformly conclude that Wang Zheng was not involved in this matter.Although he had various motives an...Chapter 1011: Sudden Turn of Events

"Oh my God, with so much merit and achievements, did he think honors are just there for the taking First-class merits, second-class merits, and third-class merits add up to eighty-one times! Is he a superhero The accomplishments he has earned exceed those of an entire army!"

"This is what a real man looks like. He's so cool and handsome in his military uniform. I can't help but cry; I've truly found my dream lover!"

"So young, yet already a national first-class merit holder and an all-weather and all-terrain special operations expert, not to mention being one of the greatest combat heroes! Is he amazing or what No wonder such men attract attention from terrorist organizations!"

"Running out of tears! This is exactly the kind of man I'm looking for. I've decided; I have to marry a soldier in this lifetime, preferably a special forces operator."

After reading Wang Zheng's resume, I can't help but feel like joining the military myself! Don’t stop me; I’m signing up right now!”

That day, all major websites’ comment boards were flooded with comments. Recruitment offices across the country also received a flurry of calls from people eager to enlist—this was all thanks to Wang Zheng and his straightforward resume.

The person at the center of these discussions, Comrade Wang Zheng, remained oblivious. He had no idea that his story had been aired by China Central Television and set off a nationwide storm. At this moment, he had already left State Security and was heading for the military airport in Beijing Military District, where comrades were waiting to welcome him back.

Some were thrilled; some were worried; some remained strong; others raged.

After hearing about Wang Zheng’s extraordinary resume, which defied description, China's political scene also began to quake. Cracks had already appeared and were spreading like a spider web across the landscape. Politicians, seasoned as they are, could smell something different in this CV; realigning oneself was inevitable.

A few elderly men sat in an expansive living room, watching the news on TV while discussing it calmly.

"I didn't expect the reshuffle to come so quickly. It seems that the number one leader intends to use this young man as a sharp knife, a reformative blade to change the entire situation."

"Not just a sharp knife, but also a swift one, cutting through all obstacles."

An elderly person gently stroked the purple clay teacup in his hand, expressionless. At their level, every word they spoke carried profound meaning.

“Is this the end for the Su family”

"That's hard to say, but at least it shows the attitude of the number one leader. The Su family is extensive, controlling China’s political and business circles. They've become a tumor on the lion's body. Since taking office, the number one leader has felt constrained due to the Su family over many matters. This time, he will send out a signal."

An elderly man wearing a jade finger guard spoke calmly: "Of course, doing this carries great risk. Everything depends on whether this young man named Wang Zheng survives and returns from Africa."

"What you mean is that if Wang Zheng dies in Africa, then the signal released by the number one leader would...

Another elderly person shook his head solemnly: "It cannot be said. If you have figured something out, just keep it to yourself."

Su Family’s Heart Garden.

Crack!

A delicate ceramic teacup was viciously thrown onto the ground and instantly turned into worthless fragments!

"Why is this happening! Why is this happening!" Su Fuhua, who rarely watched news, broke his record by watching the news today. He wanted to pick up a cane and smash the TV screen!

The man in dragon-scaled military uniform and countless medals pierced deeply into Su Fuhua's eyes, making an elderly man once wielding absolute power sense the impending storm.

"Old Master, don't be angry, your health comes first."

Hearing the sound inside the room, Secretary Chu Maotao rushed in to tidy up the broken pieces while trying to console Su Fuhua.

Su Fuhua said solemnly, "Secretary Chu."

Chu Maotao immediately stood up and respectfully replied, "Old Master, what are your instructions"

Over the years, Chu Maotao had been highly favored by Su Fuhua. Many critical and covert matters were entrusted to this secretary, whom Su Fuhua trusted more than his own clan members.

"Do you know what needs to be done" Su Fuhua pointed at the military figure on the TV screen, his anger still evident: "He must not come back alive from Africa. Absolutely not!"

Given Su Fuhua's status, he would usually prefer subtle and bloodless methods of dealing with matters like this; it was unusual for him to be so explicit. This menacing tone did not match his standing, revealing just how enraged he truly was.

Hearing this, Chu Maotao's expression darkened, then he nodded, responding, "Old Master, rest assured, I will handle it."

"Alright, you may leave now. Let me be alone for a while." Su Fuhua waved his hand; he truly felt tired.

"Please take care of your health."

With that, Chu Maotao turned and left. However, what Su Fuhua did not notice was the slight upward tug at the corners of Chu Maotao's mouth as he exited the door— a faint, cold smile.

"This situation is something you didn't expect either," said Su Tianran, holding a cup of coffee and shaking his head with a bitter smile.

This was a room filled with screens, with at least thirty or forty of them hung up on one wall. Each screen displayed the same image: Wang Zheng's handsome military portrait.

Sitting next to Su Tianran was the sunglasses man, who still hadn't taken off his glasses. These two often "mingled" together now.

"Not only did I not expect it back then, but even now I can hardly believe it," The sunglasses man rarely showed emotional fluctuations, yet they were visible on his face at this moment: "I never guessed that the First Leader would choose to stand behind Wang Zheng at this time."

“Probably no one could have foreseen such a situation.” Su Tianran placed the coffee cup on the table and shook his head. “Really don’t know if it’s just coincidence or fate.”

"Perhaps it's destined," The sunglasses man sighed lightly, causing Su Tianran to raise an eyebrow. This was something he rarely heard from a man who was overly confident: this was the first time!

“Forget about trying to figure out why; we can’t change the outcome anyway.” Su Tianran looked at his palm’s lines and clenched his fist, his voice turning cold: “A situation that I dread is about to happen. It's finally time for Lixin Manor to be demolished and rebuilt.”

The sunglasses man shook his head with a smile; it was somewhat chilly in its expression: "Demolish and rebuild Demolishing is certain, but whether it can be rebuilt is another question!"

: Xiao Chenyu, the martial hero returned to the江湖and instantly threw down three ten-thousand reward challenges, directly propelling our Wicked King to the top five best-seller list on Zongheng homepage. Great effort! Let's wish for his work success and quick wealth here!

Also, I need to say that this chapter marks the transition of Urban Wicked King into its final stage, the later-later phase; naturally, it won't be rushed, as there are still many plot holes left unfilled. Overall, the pace has been kept relatively tight and hasn’t fallen into the trap of padding out content towards the end like most urban novels do. I've never written purely for word count without considering the story’s development, at least not in my view. This naturally leads to a slower update speed, causing inconvenience to those who have been following the novel; here, I must sincerely apologize.

Now that we are nearing the end of this book, if there is any feedback or suggestions regarding the concluding plot, please leave messages in the review section so together we can make this final battle look great!rs from Dark Military Academy."Be cautious for a moment later. The armed forces on this ship are quite strong, and if there's no necessity, don't clash with them head-on." Qiang Dongsong warned.“Yes!”...