The Anarchic Consort
chapter-932

Authority in the army was not all Young Master Tang was about.

His background alone would shut everyone up.

He was only eight years old when people first heard of his name.

An incident once occurred at Sixth Avenue in New York City, America.

Nearly seven ATMs had gone out of control and kept spitting out cash.

Not only did the incident alarm the upper levels, but the media also weaved shocking reports at that time.

Everyone was trying to guess who it was who could invade America's defense, thinking that it must be some hacker organization.

Through investigations, however, they found out that it was, in fact, the Tang family, who was in charge of the entire Chinatown.

At that time, Old Master Tang was holding a dragon crutch with a little boy sitting beside him.

The little boy was born with autism. Except for the Sudoku puzzle in the newspaper, he neither reacted to anything else, nor did he cry or laugh at all.

However, it was this child who managed to penetrate multitudes upon multitudes of secure network defenses with nothing more than a laptop.

At the end of year 1997, anyone who read the foreign news knew how much hype the incident had received.

The boy was taken to the interrogation hall, and as he was too young, he was not judged immediately.

Why? America did not want to judge him. Instead, they wanted him.

They could provide this little boy with innumerable advantageous conditions. As long as the Tang family agreed to change the little boy's nationality to American, they would immediately let him enter the most advanced technical department.

However, Old Master Tang did not give the green light to it. As the most influential Chinese businessman, his power in America was no lesser than that in China.

He only presented this statement to the Americans, "Every member of the Tang family must become a Chinese soldier."

That's right, a soldier.

This boy was born to the wealthiest family within the American Chinatown.

Compared to his eldest and second eldest brother, he was so unlike the rest of the Tang family.

To put it frankly, he was just an idiot.

The Americans had once used this point to discuss with Old Master Tang, saying that it would be most suitable for them to raise such children. After all, his survival capability was basically zero. What could this child do besides computing?

However, among all the members of the Tang family, Old Master Tang valued this little grandson the most. He wanted to send him back to China.

Hence, a decade later, this was how the Falcon Special Forces managed to train a Young Master Tang who was respected and feared both domestically and overseas.

With him keeping watch, no one had dared enter the border for three years.

It would not be that alarming if a person like him only excelled in the army.

To everyone's surprise, he also knew how to play around politics.

This made the group of people tremble with fear.

In fact, the border was southwest of Yun City, the zone the Falcon defended.

How would they dare challenge this man who appeared so suddenly?

The cold sweat on Deputy Director Zhang's forehead was threatening to flow down his face.

Young Master Tang stepped toward him, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up in a smile. "Deputy Director Zhang, right?"

Deputy Director Zhang straightened his back. This man was just one level superior to him so he need not bow down that much. Perhaps everything he had heard about this man was just a rumor. "Yes, I am."

"Receives bribes, likes to gamble, and also has some relations in Myanmar." Young Master Tang lifted a finger and the gun in his palm was, as a result, aimed directly at Deputy Director Zhang's forehead. That posture was exceptionally handsome as he continued straightforwardly, "Do you know why Wei Wei took your child as well? It is because of these unforgivable sins. Now, who else? Show yourself."

Who would dare stand up with a gun pressed against them like this?

Deputy Director Zhang was frightened out of his wits.

Young Master Tang then put his gun away and uttered two simple words, "Take him."

Exactly three relevant personnel, who thought they had a chance and wanted to try their luck to speak up to the old general, were marched off in secret.

The old general was exasperated when he caught sight of Young Master Tang. "Young man! You dare draw a gun in front of me! Do you not see my rank or do you not see me?"

Now, Young Master Tang was being cooperative. He took a step back with his left leg and snapped his legs together in the standard military salute. "Reporting to the general, you are not wearing a military uniform today."

"You, you…" The old general could not explain if he loved or hated his favorite pupil. He reached out and pointed at him, "This is too high-profile. How many times have I told you to keep a low profile when you're carrying out tasks? Is National Security not treating you well? If that's the case, just come back to me. You can do whatever you want here."

Young Master Tang stared forward with another salute. "Reporting to the general, yes sir, I comply with the reallocation."

Hearing his words, the old general wanted to land a blow at the back of his head. Since when has this kid become so obedient? Such nonsense!

"Alright, don't come back if you don't want to. But did you really plan this operation in advance? I haven't received any news at all." The old general raised an eyebrow.

Young Master Tang laughed and said, "Wei Wei settled things at an alarming speed. She had already resolved everything before news arrived. Anyhow, I still have to ask about the plane. You know we have limited funds in the Tang Sect and cannot afford a private jet."

Uon hearing this sentence, the old general almost spat out the tea in his mouth!

This b*stard dares say he is poor!

He dares come before me and complain about being poor!

After 10 minutes of talking, the old general kicked him out. He was afraid that if his favorite pupil did not leave, his image of the good temper he had tried so hard to maintain in front of others would be entirely ruined!

This bastard can drive people mad easily at any minute!

However, the old general also assured Young Master Tang that even if he did not come, these people would be severely punished regardless.

The pressure they were facing this time was not only from the original mission, but also from the person in the private jet who appeared on the train. His background was much more complicated than to the eye and it was enough to compete with the Tang Sect.

After listening to everything, Young Master Tang stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and smiled deeply. "It's about time we met."

On this side, the old general was perplexed.

On the other hand, Baili Shangxie did not return to the place where he resided. Instead, he dragged the two reapers behind him and stalked into the interrogation room where Little Qingchen was detained.

It was not difficult for the little devil to pass through the crowd. In addition, everyone was busy dealing with discussions from the outside world. No one was watching at all, so it was a piece of cake for Baili Shangxie to enter.

Little Qingchen was still sitting on a chair, his head drooped low as though he was playing with something. Seeing the two reapers trailing behind Baili Shangxie, he instantly straightened his sitting posture…