"Brother Hai, Brother Hai, are you alright?" Li Changfeng rushed to Lin Hai with a mix of crawling and rolling.

Lin Hai regained consciousness, and with a backhand pull, removed the poisoned arrow from his back, which spurred a spray of black blood.

Instantly, Lin Hai's face turned extremely pale, clearly due to excessive blood loss.

"I'm fine, Changfeng. Take care of Weiwei for me; I have some personal matters to attend to." Lin Hai forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

With an immense effort of his Gang Qi, Queen Qi's life was temporarily saved.

Moreover, Lin Hai noticed an important issue during his impulsive action—he hadn't realized that Queen Qi's heart was on the left side.

"Brother Hai, I'll go with you," said Li Changfeng without hesitation.

Lin Hai shook his head: "It's my personal business, why would a deputy director of the police department get involved?"

"But…" Li Changfeng wanted to say something else.

"This is an order!" Lin Hai suddenly said sternly.

"Yes!" Li Changfeng reflexively saluted, responding loudly.

After answering, Li Changfeng froze, staring blankly at his saluting hand, tears blurring his vision again.

For so many years, that ingrained military spirit still lingered...

"Help me copy the surveillance footage of the surrounding shops from earlier; I'll check later to see which bastard dared take a cowardly shot at Weiwei," Lin Hai said with a smile. He then staggeredly walked toward the Maybach, opened the car door, started the engine, made a sharp turn, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Li Changfeng's ears long echoed with that stern, simple, yet familiar and nostalgic voice: "This is an order!"

"Mission guarantee!" Li Changfeng suddenly shouted towards the direction where the Maybach had disappeared.

Vaguely remembering, every time he responded like this in the past, Lin Hai would always show a knowing and appreciative smile, patting his shoulder in encouragement and support.

That feeling, capable of making the blood in one's body flow backwards from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, feeling as though the chest is supported by a breath, empowering one with relentless strength and vigor.

That, is a faith, a thing branded in the bones, called Military Spirit.

A person, can lose life, can sacrifice their body, but even if reduced to dust, in their bones, there always lies an indelible Military Spirit. Only such soldiers are truly worthy of the title of a genuine soldier.

Even if one day, such a soldier sheds their uniform, as long as the soul in their bones remains, as long as the blood that pulsates with fervor still flows, they will forever be worthy of being called a soldier, and proudly, they can scream out to the sky: I am a soldier!

Many people, are unable to feel the proud sensation carried in that simple phrase, filled with faith.

Such soldiers, once they fuse their faith with the country and step onto the battlefield, will become the most powerful combat machines, ready to protect Huaxia, protect the Huaxia people, unafraid of shattering bones, willingly shedding their blood to fortify the red flag.

A group of young officers crowded around, unable to understand why their always-admired Deputy Director Li Changfeng displayed such an excessively excited and agitated expression.

They don't understand, because they have not experienced those times, nor that process.

This is Li Changfeng's personal sense of glory, as well as the lonely pride of a group of soldiers.

As the cold wind howled, Lin Hai took a deep drag of his cigarette, sitting in the multimillion-dollar luxury Maybach, his eyes flickering uncertainly as they followed the sparking tip of the cigarette.

A deep, familiar song played within the car.

"We once set out together through the winds, believing we could change our fates shoulder to shoulder."

"Asking why we couldn't alter our destiny,"

"Tears sweeping through the cold wind, spreading all over my journey."

"But do you know, today I wept wildly and continued to drink myself into oblivion..."

He tossed away the cigarette butt, and the sound of the engine started up.

During the time he smoked just now, Lin Hai's Gang Qi slowly dispelled the toxins in his body.

These toxins were incredibly stubborn; currently, Lin Hai couldn't independently rid himself of the poison in a short period of time.

He could only barely use his Gang Qi to suppress the toxins from spreading to his heart and brain.

"The poison from RX, indeed ruthless!"

Ordinary poison couldn't harm Lin Hai because his Gang Qi was very special, possessing the miraculous effect of devouring many toxins.

However, in his long life of warfare, Lin Hai specifically found that the high-tech poisons developed by the RX organization had extraordinary power, and even someone nearly immune to all poisons like him, would need a lot of time to expel and consume it.

The lingering injuries from the last battle with the Netherworld Angel were due to the Netherworld Angel, in a life-or-death struggle, desperately injecting toxins into Lin Hai's body.

Only until recently had Lin Hai barely recovered.

The type of poison in his body now was even more domineering and sinister than the one used by the Netherworld Angel, likely a new version developed by RX.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Help me check..."

After briefly narrating the events that had just transpired over the phone, he immediately hung up; such secret calls could not be prolonged.

Lin Hai took out the equipment he had purposely worn before leaving—black trench coat, mask—from the trunk of his Maybach.

Gently caressing the bronze mask, the scars at the bottom of his heart could only rely on this mask as a disguise and shield.

Some masks, once worn, could never be taken off.

The mask slowly set in place, and the moment his eyes opened, a cold, merciless, domineering look that commanded the world reappeared.

Amidst the crackling sounds of his bones, Lin Hai's height abruptly reached one hundred and ninety centimeters.

This was a technique similar to the Bone Shrinking Skill from the Ancient Martial Arts that he mastered, ordinarily used as a disguise due to different statures, but in combat, he would fully employ his body's strength.

The black trench coat draped over his shoulders like a robe of war.

His phone rang at the same time.

"Found, two Second-rank experts are fleeing toward the suburbs of Huadu, suspected of carrying a large quantity of gold."

"Found, the purpose of the bank robbers' heist is very likely to pay for the registration fee for the upcoming Hitting Dominator List in Huadu."

"Found, the true identities of the two bank robbers, are wanted criminals in Huaxia."

"Found, Zhang Shenxu and Yu Halin have a close relationship, records of their calls..."

"Found, high possibility that Zhang Shenxu fired a gun..."

"Found, the mysterious person who attacked Yama Lord might be..."

A subordinate of Judge, efficiently reported the intelligence clues that had just been gathered.

Just a moment ago, under Lin Hai's order, Judge instantly smashed one billion US Dollars, crazily purchasing numerous pieces of intelligence from major information organizations around the world. Hundreds of intelligence personnel, through supercomputers, analyzed these pieces and strung them together, then conducted a second repeated analysis to reach a precise conclusion.

"Very well, infiltrate the satellite, I need to immediately locate those two robbers."

Twenty minutes later, outside the suburbs of Huadu, Lin Hai got out of the car, and with a stride like an arrow, his figure rushed into the forest.

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