In the depths of wild mountains along the Sino-Burmese border.

Xiang Yu lay prostrate in a thicket of dense grass, his body camouflaged to blend seamlessly with the surroundings. He had maintained this posture for two days and nights. There was no sign of fatigue or anxiety on his face, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, radiating a piercing cold glint.

Yěrén Mountain is shrouded in miasma and poisonous insects. It's called "The Devil's Abode" because it's home to primitive tribes of savages and rarely visited by humans. However, for those who are beyond redemption, it serves as the perfect haven.

Fifty meters from where Xiang Yu lay in ambush, there was a pitch-black tree hole. Entering the hole led to another world.

At this time, inside the secret base beneath the tree hollow, a grand welcome banquet was being held. The protagonist, Tang Shijie, was the target of Xiang Yu's assassination mission.

"Tang, you managed to break through the Wolf Pack Special Forces' blockade and escape from Hua Xia safely. You are amazing, I, Rod, admire you!" A burly foreigner with a full beard spoke in broken Chinese, giving Tang Shijie a thumbs up, while raising his cup with his other hand. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Tang Shijie was in his forties, a little overweight, with an unremarkable appearance. His small eyes were long and bright, hinting at a shrewd and patient man.

At this moment, Tang Shijie was comfortably reclining on the sofa, with two blond beauties in his arms. The woman on his left was holding a cigar for him, while the one on his right was offering him a glass of wine.

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"Mr. Rhode, if it wasn't for your help, I would have died at the border. I will never forget this!" He took the cup and raised it to Rhode, finishing it in one gulp.

Rhodes smiled slightly, "The Chinese special forces claim to be the top three in single combat worldwide. Compared to our Forest Wolves mercenaries, they're just a bunch of kids."

The Forest Wolves mercenary group ranks 18th in the mercenary world. Every member is a retired special forces soldier from various countries. Their combat ability and combat experience are top-notch worldwide, no wonder Rhode is so confident.

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“The Wolf Pack squad, we can change the name. Yuri, what do you think would sound good?” A mercenary beside Rhodes, who was fiddling with a bayonet, asked the other person.

Yuri thought for a moment and smiled, "Then let's change it to the Puppy Squad, or in Chinese, the paparazzi!"

He finished speaking, and everyone burst into laughter. "That's a good name," someone said, "Paparazzi. Their combat ability is at most the level of our national paparazzi. Yuri, cheers!"

As a member of Han Chinese, Tang Shijie looked at these people slandering the Wolf Pack Special Forces wantonly. He not only wasn't angry but smiled and said, "Then I'll leave my safety to Mr. Rhodes."

"That's perfectly fine, but Tang, I need to confirm the validity of the information," Rode said, his expression turning serious. Tang Shijie's safety held no concern for him; what mattered was the intelligence he possessed. If sold to the West, it would fetch a hefty sum.

Tang Shijie chuckled and said, "Mr. Luo, rest assured, the information I have is enough to get you a mountain of gold. If I didn't have the information, would I dare to cooperate with a wolf like you?"

They looked at each other and smiled, continuing to drink.

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Tang Shijie was surrounded by beauty, clinking glasses and toasting, already feeling a bit tipsy. He relished this sensation. Before this, he had been a secretary at the intelligence department of a certain military region. Every day, his life was monotonous and dull, working and leaving work on schedule. He had to undergo body searches every time he went to and from work, and regular polygraph tests. There wasn't even a shred of personal space.

He endured all of this, but what he couldn't bear was that every time he returned home, instead of receiving his wife's warmth and concern, he was met with cold eyes and insults accusing him of incompetence and stating that they had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck because of him.

His workdays were dull and lifeless, and when he returned home, all that awaited him was a sense of defeat. This kind of life drove him to the brink of madness, so he hatched a plan. For this plan, he endured for three years, plotting an escape route, figuring out the combat patterns of the wolf pack special forces team, and contacting foreign buyers. When everything was ready, all that was missing was one piece of information.

Finally, he got this chance. He stole top-secret information and contacted Rhodes. Following the pre-arranged route, he evaded the pack's pursuit and escaped to here.

Thinking these things, Tang Shijie's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Yellow-faced wife, this old man won't have to look at your menopausal face anymore! Hua Xia, do you really think all military plans and actions are seamless? And the pack of wolves, they're simply a bunch of trash!"

As he was lost in his daydreams of a wonderful future, his phone buzzed. It was a text message: "You have ten minutes left to live, Dragon Soul."

Upon seeing this text message, Tang Shijie's face instantly turned as pale as paper.

Luo felt something was wrong and dodged the phone with a swat. His face also turned extremely ugly. "Dragon Soul, Dragon War Soul, it's actually him! FXXK! Tang Shijie, what information did you steal? Xia sent the Dragon Soul!"

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Hearing the name Dragon Soul, all of the Forest Wolves mercenaries tensed up, instantly drawing their weapons and seeking cover as if facing a formidable foe.

“I, I don't know! How could it be him? How could it be him?” Tang Shijie was incoherent, he was desperate, the Dragon Soul had come personally to hunt him down.

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Yuri, a man built like a tower, gulped down a shot of hard liquor. "Is the Dragon Soul really that powerful? Captain, we have so many people here, if he dares to come, I'll crush his balls!"

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"Damn it, you idiot! Don't you know how the Ironblood Mercenaries were wiped out?" Rhode roared, his composure now completely shattered.

"Could it be the Dragon Soul?" Yuri exclaimed in shock.

“It wasn't him, who else could it be? Although the Iron Blood Mercenaries ranked behind us, their strength is well known to you all. Even so, they were wiped out by Dragon Soul. We...” Rhode didn't finish his sentence, he knew that the appearance of Dragon Soul meant one side had to be destroyed in order to end this.”

Yuri asked, "Who is the Dragon Soul?"

Rhode shook his head. "No one knows who the Dragon Soul is, everyone who has seen him is dead. Once a Middle Eastern country was willing to pay $100 million for a photo of the Dragon Soul, but they failed."

The Dragon Soul, the soul of war dragons, and the War Dragons are even more mysterious and terrifying than wolf packs. Every member of the War Dragons possesses the strength of a killing god. As for the Dragon Soul, it is naturally Xiang Yu's codename.

"Maximum alert, lights out! Everyone be on high alert. Report any suspicious activity and fire at will! Dragon Soul always works alone. And if it's human, he can kill it!" Rhode waved his hand. There was no use in fear or tension right now. The only thing that mattered was killing Dragon Soul, or they would all die.

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The figure darted past like a bolt of lightning, and the two mercenaries hidden behind the trees clutched their necks, blood spurting from between their fingers. Their eyes glazed over with confusion before they collapsed upon seeing that shadowy figure.

With a flash, two sentries were slain. The spear in Xiang Yu's hand flew out, piercing the throat of one guarding the tree hole. Another man had just raised his gun when Xiang Yu descended like a thunderbolt, slamming his knee into the man's head with sickening force. The helmet shattered, brains splattered, and the man crumpled to the ground.

Four watchtowers, killed them all, it took Xiang Yu less than a minute.

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Ahead, is a tree hole.

Under the hollow of the tree, a secret base where thirty-two forest wolf mercenaries awaited him. Perhaps they were already prepared to receive him.

“From now on, the name ‘Forest Wolf’ will no longer exist in this world.” A cold killing intent appeared at the corner of Xiang Yu’s mouth. He drew his military saber from the corpse and plunged into the tree hole without stopping.

Without covering his tracks, the moment he entered the tree hollow, he alerted Rhode and the others. Suddenly, in the darkness, bullets transformed into rockets, streaking towards him like meteors.

项羽's figure was like a ghost, flickering and swift. Bullets whizzed past his scalp, but none struck him.

In the darkness, Xiang Yu had long since honed his ability to distinguish sounds. With a flick of his wrist, five darts flew out silently, and screams arose at the same time.

Being outnumbered, Xiang Yu did not use a gun. When firing, the body needs a momentary pause, and the sound of the gunshot easily reveals one's position. He was facing the world's top mercenaries; that split-second hesitation would be enough to get him killed.

A dart is silent and invisible, a deadly weapon in the dark.

Each dart flung was guaranteed to hit its mark, and if there were light at this moment, one would see that every fallen man had a dart lodged in his brow. The name Dragon Soul instilled fear, and it lived up to its reputation.

“There were thirty-six men in the Forest Wolf mercenary group, Rode. Now, there's only you left!” Xiang Yu’s voice was like that from the Netherworld, domineering yet carrying boundless killing intent. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

A minute ago, the scene was filled with the deafening roar of gunfire. In an instant, it fell silent except for a hurried panting sound, which belonged to Tang Shijie.

“Dragon Soul, you killed all my brothers. As long as you spare me, I promise to disappear from now on.” Rhode was truly afraid. The 18th ranked mercenary in the mercenary world, the Forest Wolf Mercenary Army, was wiped out within a minute, leaving only him, the barebones commander.

Facing death, how many people can remain indifferent? Even Rode, who is as accustomed to killing as breathing, is no exception.

"You dare to sell the military intelligence of China? Such a brazen person, do you think I would believe your words?" Xiang Yu's voice was calm, only the dead posed no threat.

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Rhode's silence was met with Xiang Yu's sigh, "I hope, in the next life, you won't target China."

Before his words could even leave his mouth, a dart shot out like lightning. Just as Rhode raised his gun, the dart pierced through his brow and embedded itself in the wall behind him.

The lights came on, revealing a muddled and lifeless Tang Shijie. 项羽 knelt down, brandishing his military spear, offering no chance for the latter to speak before extinguishing him directly!

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