Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1472 The Abyss Organization

The cold military knife was pressed against his neck, and the threat of death was imminent.

Jiang Tianxiong's face was ashen, his body trembling violently. His eyes were filled with fear of death, but even more so with terror of the methods used by this "ghost." The thought of biting his tongue to commit suicide or violently throwing himself into the blade flashed through his mind, at least to protect his son and father from the subsequent threat of "extermination of the entire family."

However, Chen Jun seemed to see through the last vestige of hope and struggle in his heart. He leaned slightly closer to Jiang Tianxiong's ear, his voice still calm, yet carrying an indifference that held life and death in its grasp, and a subtle, chilling "warning":

"Oh, by the way, just a heads-up. Recently, I've acquired a little-known identity." Chen Jun paused, looking at Jiang Tianxiong's terrified and bewildered eyes. "Do you know the person who solved a global medical problem, cured late-stage cancer using a special method, and is known as a 'miracle doctor' in some circles?"

Jiang Tianxiong's pupils constricted sharply! Of course he knew this news! It was practically legendary! A key member of his family was terminally ill, and he had previously spent a fortune and used countless connections to search for this mysterious "miracle doctor," hoping to beg him to save his life. Could it be…

Chen Jun's voice continued, cold and certain: "That's right, it's me."

“So,” Chen Jun’s eyes were like an icy abyss as he stared at the expression that instantly flashed across Jiang Tianxiong’s face, a mixture of extreme shock, absurdity, and even deeper despair, “you’d better give up those pointless thoughts in front of me. I don’t want you to die; you won’t even have the chance to commit suicide. I will let you live, to watch everything unfold consciously and painfully, until I get all the information I want, or… you think you can bear a price worse than death.”

These words shattered Jiang Tianxiong's last shred of illusion about controlling his own destiny. The man before him was not only a ruthless killer, but also a "miracle doctor" who could control life and death! In his presence, even the desire to die became a luxury!

Jiang Tianxiong's will completely collapsed. He desperately took deep breaths, trying to suppress the fear and despair that threatened to burst from his throat; his body trembled so badly it felt like it was about to fall apart. After a long while, he finally mustered all his strength to squeeze out broken, intermittent sounds from between his teeth:

“Chen…Chen Jun…I know…I know you are the most…most terrifying soldier in Yan Country…I admit defeat…”

He closed his eyes, as if using up all his courage, then opened them again, his eyes filled with a desolate stillness and resignation.

"I can tell you...everything you want to know..."

“But…” He stared intently into Chen Jun’s eyes, his voice trembling with an almost pleading tone, “Give me a quick death…with your fastest swordsmanship…and…”

His voice choked, carrying the most humble plea:

"Spare my son...please...he doesn't understand anything...he wasn't involved in any of this...he's still in school..."

Chen Jun looked down at the drug lord who had just been extravagant and arrogant, now pleading like a maggot about to be crushed. He didn't agree immediately, but instead gave a cold, emotionless smile.

"Let your son go?" Chen Jun's voice was emotionless. "I can. On the condition that he behaves himself from now on, doesn't provoke me, doesn't provoke Yan Guo, and never touches anything related to drugs or illegal activities again. If he can't do that..."

Chen Jun didn't finish his sentence, but the chilling killing intent in his unfinished words sent shivers down Jiang Tianxiong's spine.

"He absolutely won't! I promise! I swear on my life!" Jiang Tianxiong shouted urgently, as if he had grasped at the last straw.

“Very good.” Chen Jun’s grip on the military knife loosened slightly, but the threat remained. “Speak. What’s the deal with Dingsheng Trading Company? And what is the Abyss Organization?”

Jiang Tianxiong seemed to have a tremendous weight lifted off his shoulders, or as if all his strength had been drained away. He collapsed onto the bed, his voice weak and rapid.

“Dingsheng… is a large shipping and trading company on the southeast coast of Yan. On the surface, they do legitimate business, but in reality… they are an important front man and hub for the ‘Abyss Organization’ in Yan. The most crucial channel for our goods… to safely and in large quantities enter Yan is through Dingsheng. They have their own fleet, port connections, and customs ‘channels’; they can pull strings to smuggle the goods in disguised as ordinary cargo, and then distribute them within the country…”

“The Abyss Organization…” A bitter smile and deep apprehension appeared on Jiang Tianxiong’s face. “I really don’t know much about them. This organization is extremely mysterious, with very high levels and immense power. It’s said… it’s said that their tentacles are spread all over the world, and their involvement extends far beyond drugs, including arms, intelligence, finance, and even influencing the political situation of some small countries… They are more like a giant shadow empire hiding behind the scenes, controlling multiple black market supply chains. Ding Sheng may just be one link in their vast network in Yan Country…”

“The Abyss Organization…” Chen Jun frowned, his eyes flashing with cold light. As the director of the National Strategic Security Bureau, he had long been aware of a vast and hidden undercurrent surging both domestically and internationally, with extremely deep penetration. However, the exact name “Abyss” and its connection with “Ding Sheng” were surfacing so clearly for the first time. This confirmed many of his previous suspicions and meant that the seriousness of the problem far exceeded that of a simple transnational drug bust.

“We…we’re just tools and peripherals used by the ‘Abyss,’ we can’t even touch the core.” Jiang Tianxiong gasped, his face ashen. “All I can tell you is Ding Sheng…you…you should investigate Ding Sheng, maybe…maybe you can get close to the edge of the ‘Abyss’…”

After he finished speaking, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, he stared blankly at the ceiling and murmured, "Now...it's okay...give me a quick death...use your fastest knife...please..."

He didn't want to die, but under the immense pressure from Chen Jun and the clear realization that he had no chance of survival, he only wanted to die quickly in exchange for his son's chance of survival.

“Very good.” Chen Jun’s voice returned to its usual cold calm. “You kept your promise and provided the information. So, I will keep my promise as well.”

He slowly raised the military knife in his hand, its blade reflecting a chilling, sinister blue light in the dim light. Jiang Tianxiong closed his eyes, his body stiff, awaiting the final moment, his heart filled with a mixture of relief and endless worry for his son's future.

At this critical moment——

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door to the master bedroom was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

A boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing an expensive silk nightgown, with a face still showing some childishness and anger, rushed in. He was obviously startled by Jiang Tianxiong's screams and the commotion that followed, perhaps out of concern for his father, or perhaps simply out of curiosity.

"Father! You..." The boy immediately saw his father, lying on the bed with a knife held to his throat by Chen Jun, his face ashen, and the menacing, demon-like stranger beside the bed. He turned deathly pale, his voice trembling, "Who...who are you?! What do you want to do to my father?! Let him go!"

This sudden turn of events struck Jiang Tianxiong on the bed as if he had been struck by lightning! He abruptly opened his eyes, looked at his son at the door, his face drained of color, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented terror and despair!

"Ah Feng! Who let you in?! Get out! Get out right now!!!" Jiang Tianxiong roared with all his might, his voice shrill and distorted with extreme anxiety and fear, even cracking, "Pretend you didn't see anything! Get out! Get out—!!!"

He roared until he was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot, wishing he could jump up and push his son out the door, but Chen Jun's knife and the foot that was stepping on him made him unable to move.

After yelling at his son, Jiang Tianxiong suddenly turned his head, staring intently at Chen Jun, his eyes filled with the most humble and desperate pleading. Tears mixed with sweat streamed down his face, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"General Chen! Director Chen! You promised me! You promised!! My son... my son hasn't been involved in anything! He studied abroad since he was little, he's clean! He hasn't provoked you, hasn't provoked Yan Country! You promised to let him go! You're a Yan Country soldier! You have to keep your word! I beg you! I beg you to keep your promise! Let him go! Let him go!!!"

At this moment, this notorious drug lord was no longer the "general" who dominated a region, but just an ordinary father who was desperately trying to protect his child in a desperate situation, humbled to the point of being in the dust.

He roared in terror and despair at his son at the door.

“Go away…”