Leveling Up With My Pet



Liu Yong's voice rang out, filled with a mischievous tone. "Hehe, of course, it's all your money. Do you want me to enlighten you on its management?"

The weight of those words echoed in the room, as the mention of "all the money" caused Alfred's expression to shift, his gaze oscillating between Liu Yong and Kang Zhenggang, who ominously held an assault rifle.

A somberness settled upon Alfred as he spoke with a tinge of sadness. "I have one condition. After I hand over my wealth to you, promise me that you won't take my life."

Disdain dripped from Liu Yong's voice as he scoffed at Alfred's fear of death. "Yes, I promise not to kill you nor your subordinates," he retorted dismissively.

With Liu Yong's assurance, Alfred retrieved a laptop and executed a series of operations. In a calculated move, he transferred all the funds from his account to Liu Yong's private account in a Swiss bank, totalling over 560 million US dollars.

Yet, Liu Yong's conviction remained unshaken. He firmly believed that Alfred's wealth exceeded this modest amount. Considering their involvement in kidnappings, ship hijackings, and control over vast oil fields, Alfred, a high-ranking figure, was likely worth more than a billion yuan. Even twenty dollars would seem trivial to someone of his stature.

With a cold smile, Liu Yong picked up a water glass from the table, hinting that he would retaliate if Alfred had deceived him. Trembling with fear, Alfred hastily interjected, "You promised not to kill us."

Liu Yong's voice dripped with calculated cruelty. "If you try to be clever, I won't hesitate to end your lives. As you yourself said earlier, hand over all your money and transfer the remaining funds from your other accounts."

Left with no choice, Alfred obediently transferred the funds from his other accounts to Liu Yong's control. Sevennchargess were emptied, the largest containing over 1.1 billion US dollars, while the smallest held only tens of millions.

Once the transfers were complete, Alfred confirmed, "I have truly transferred all the money to you. This is the extent of my wealth."

A sense of satisfaction washed over Liu Yong as he realized the magnitude of his newly acquired fortune, which now amounted to more than 2.35 billion US dollars.

"Well, yes, I believe you have fulfilled your end of the bargain," Liu Yong stated, a trace of contentment in his voice. "And now, I shall take my leave."

With those words, he snatched the assault rifle from the table and swiftly headed towards the exit, leaving behind a room filled with people who could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

However, in a sudden turn of events, gunfire erupted without warning, cutting through the air and claiming the lives of everyone present, including Alfred. It was Kang Zhenggang who had pulled the trigger.

In his final moments, Alfred's gaze locked onto Liu Yong, his eyes filled with disbelief and resentment, silently accusing him of breaking his promise to spare their lives.

With a cold demeanour, Liu Yong clarified, "I didn't kill you. The one responsible for your demise is someone else, a man named Kang Zhenggang."

To further solidify his statement, Liu Yong retrieved his mobile phone and captured several photos depicting the tragic aftermath of Alfred and his associates.

The three men convened once Kang Zhenggang emerged from the scene, carrying out his duty. Liu Yong gestured, signalling their departure. "Let's go; it's time to leave."

They had not ventured far when Giles and two others approached them. The three newcomers wore expressions of sheer astonishment as they surveyed the surroundings, their eyes falling upon the lifeless bodies strewn about.

They had arrived from the outskirts of the town, bearing witness to the aftermath of relentless carnage. Nearly 200 armed men, all wiped out within a matter of minutes—none left alive.

The trio of Giles was amazed, their gazes filled with reverence, respect, and fear for the sheer might they had just witnessed.

Sensing their presence, Liu Yong beckoned them forward, his voice resonating urgently. "You've arrived at the perfect moment. Over there, you'll find a helicopter. Let us depart together."

Indeed, a helicopter stood not far away on the open ground, surrounded by lifeless bodies. Bullet holes marred its exterior, evidence of the recent violence.

"See if it's operational. If it is, we shall make our escape by air," Liu Yong commanded, his gaze fixed on the machine.

In this vast desert hinterland, the town was hundreds of kilometres away. Travelling by off-road vehicle would be a time-consuming endeavour.

Kang Zhenggang and He Qiang assumed their positions in the pilot and co-pilot seats, respectively. Fortunately, despite sustaining a few bullet wounds, the helicopter seemed unaffected.

"Boss, we're ready for takeoff. The fuel tank is almost full," Kang Zhenggang announced.

Liu Yong's voice exuded confidence as he gave the order. "Take off. Let us depart this place."

The helicopter roared to life, its propellers spinning faster and faster, gradually lifting off the ground and soaring into the distance.

The triumphant trio of Liu Yong arrived safely back at the Isaiah Hotel, where they had been staying. Upon their return, they relinquished their weapons and equipment, feeling relief.

Alfred had met his demise, leaving behind a staggering windfall of over 2.1 billion US dollars. It was an unprecedented haul.

Kang Zhenggang couldn't contain his joy. "Boss, today was truly exhilarating!"

He Qiang chimed in, sharing his sentiment. "Indeed, I eliminated at least 40 to 50 militants. Fired off more than a dozen clips. It was invigorating."

Liu Yong's smile conveyed his satisfaction as he addressed his loyal comrades. "It seems you both have a penchant for combat. As fate would have it, I have a task for the two of you."

The pair responded in unison, their loyalty evident. "Boss, just give us your orders."

Liu Yong divulged his plans. "I intend to establish a mercenary organization operating in the Middle East."

Kang Zhenggang's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

The prospect of founding a mercenary organization resonated deeply with them.

"If we have such an organization in the Middle East, no one would dare harm our ships or crew, as they could be swiftly dealt with," Liu Yong explained. "We won't need a large membership—just a select few, perhaps a dozen or so. I will provide them with genetic enhancements, transforming them into super soldiers."

Kang Zhenggang and He Qiang's excitement surged as they envisioned commanding a group of formidable warriors.

Liu Yong emphasized, "This organization will be under your leadership. Recruit individuals with experience, exceptional skills, and unwavering loyalty."

The two listened intently, absorbing every word.

After Liu Yong finished outlining his expectations, Kang Zhenggang and He Qiang responded almost in unison. "Boss, rest assured, we will establish this organization as quickly as possible."

Liu Yong revealed the name of the organization. "We shall call it the 'Wolf Warriors Mercenary Corps.' Initially, we will aim for a core group of around 20 members, expanding gradually over time. I will provide you with a funding of 1 billion US dollars."

The enormity of the opportunity struck the two like a lightning bolt.

"Boss, you can count on us," they assured him.

With the addition of Giles, who had joined their ranks, the recruitment process began in earnest. Besides the allure of higher salaries than the Wild Wolf Mercenary Corps, Giles admired Liu Yong and his comrades' strength.

Following the powerful was second nature for mercenaries like them, especially for individuals like Liu Yong.

Addressing Giles, Liu Yong posed a question. "Do you want to know why we possess such power?"

Giles responded eagerly, "I do, Boss. I'm curious to learn."

Liu Yong skillfully wove a tale, his words painting an enticing picture. "The answer is simple. I possess a unique genetic enhancement that, once taken, can grant you immense strength. Follow us, work diligently, and demonstrate outstanding performance, and I shall grant you the same genetic enhancement. I will make you a formidable force."

Excitement brimmed in Giles' voice as he eagerly replied, "Boss, I will excel in my duties."

Liu Yong didn't linger long at the hotel. After providing Kang Zhenggang and the others with further instructions, he embarked on a solitary journey to Sanaa, the capital of Yemen.

Liu Yong's visit to Yemen's capital hinted at unfinished business.