Trembling At A High Altitude

"Is it Young Master Zheng?" The officer seemed to recognize Zheng Junzhe.

"You doubt my identity?" Li Teng's face darkened, clearly annoyed as he slanted a look at the officer.

"Heh, no, but I'm responsible for the security of this area, and Young Master Zheng has changed faces again. Some necessary verification procedures still need to be repeated," the officer said apologetically to Li Teng.

"Check away!" Li Teng took out his identity card and handed it to the officer impatiently.

The officer took out a device similar to a cell phone to check the identity card Li Teng had produced, then verified Li Teng's fingerprints and iris.

"Young Master Zheng, my apologies for the offense. If you have any orders, feel free to arrange for them to carry them out," the officer said with a smile after verifying the identity.

"Let's go!" Li Teng didn't say much and led three soldiers into the medical room.

"Drag these corpses to the incinerator for disposal! Don't go blabbering about it, or I'll dispose of you all as well!" Li Teng threatened the three soldiers.

The soldiers nodded repeatedly; as veterans of the battlefield, they were not too surprised by this kind of scene.

This Young Master Zheng had a notoriously difficult and murderous streak, so the presence of a few additional corpses at his hand was nothing out of the ordinary.

The soldiers found a medical waste cart, placed the bagged bodies into it, and then proceeded along a dedicated passage to the incineration plant.

When entering the incineration plant through the dedicated medical waste passage, the cart was stopped by the security personnel at the entrance.

After inquiring about the situation, the security still took out a device to check Li Teng's identity and only allowed them to enter after confirming everything was correct.

Only after seeing Zheng Junzhe's corpse thrown into the high-temperature incinerator to turn into ash did Li Teng finally feel at ease.

From then on, there was no more Zheng Junzhe in this base… no, there was no longer Li Teng, only him, the impostor posing as Zheng Junzhe.

Following the passage back to the medical room, Li Teng dismissed the three soldiers and then glanced at the time. After a moment of hesitation, he headed towards the combat training area.

Having endured being punched, face-stomped, and used as a punching bag by Wang Benhao, Li Teng had held back for several days. It was time to settle the score with this idiot.

Uncle Li's face was not something you could just step on!

Li Teng walked into the combat area.

Wang Benhao was shouting and brutally beating the six Actors.

Perhaps without Li Teng around to vent on, Wang Benhao had no outlet for his excess energy, and today he had beaten all six Actors until their noses were swollen and faces bruised.

Seeing Li Teng approaching, Wang Benhao's expression showed some confusion.

It was mainly because Li Teng was not wearing the soldier's training uniform.

However, his confusion quickly dissipated, as the officer had intimated that Li Teng had some special duties to attend to, which might delay his evening training.

Now, he assumed, the special duties were already taken care of, and Li Teng had returned to the training area without having time to change into his training uniform.

"Who let you come so late? Get the hell over here!" Wang Benhao, despite knowing Li Teng had been delayed, roared and cursed at him as usual.

"Who are you calling 'old son'?" Li Teng walked over.

"How the hell are you speaking to me? Dare to address me with 'you'? Didn't I motherfucking tell you guys? Call me 'Master Hao! Master Hao!' Can't remember, or do I need to beat it into you?" Wang Benhao cursed while swinging a punch at Li Teng.

For a soldier to talk back to him in front of others was an unforgivable insult. If he didn't put this man in his place, wouldn't everyone start disrespecting him?

"Master Hao my ass! You're just a fucking stupid dead Rat!" Li Teng easily dodged Wang Benhao's punch, then landed a solid right hook on Wang Benhao's cheek.

Wang Benhao's body was smashed around several times, but he was resilient enough not to fall.

Wang Benhao's eyes, like bronze bells, glared at Li Teng... This lousy soldier actually dared to hit him?

The issue was that he actually got hit!

Right, this soldier also cursed at him, calling him a "fucking stupid Rat"?

Damn! It was an act against the heavens! In a moment, all the blood in Wang Benhao's body rushed to his forehead, and he swung his fist at Li Teng again.

Once again, the punch missed, and in the instant his body stiffened from expended force, Li Teng smashed a heavy punch into his stomach.

The whole person immediately felt turmoil as if overturning rivers and seas, and bent over and lowered his head instinctively.

"So you want to burst my balls, huh?"

Li Teng didn't stop this time; after one revolution, he moved behind Wang Benhao's body and viciously kicked his balls.

Wang Benhao only felt a cool, tearing pain surging from behind him, prompting him to instinctively straighten his back and raise his head.

"So you want to step on my face, huh?"

But Li Teng circled back, delivering another punch to his lower abdomen.

"You really have the guts! Daring to step on Uncle Li's face!"

Li Teng circled around again and kicked Wang Benhao in the balls.

After twice repeating this, Wang Benhao directly knelt on the ground, and Li Teng fiercely kicked his head, flipping him over before stepping on his face.

"Get up. Weren't you acting all high and mighty? Playing Master Hao, what are you doing lying on the ground?" Li Teng said while rubbing Wang Benhao's face with the sole of his shoe, taunting him with words.

"You motherfucker..." Wang Benhao simply couldn't accept being beaten up publicly by a soldier.

"Still daring to curse? I'll teach you to curse!" Li Teng grabbed Wang Benhao's head, violently smashing his mouth against the hard concrete floor several times until Wang Benhao's mouth and face were a mangled mess, making his speech unclear and slurred.

The six actors looked on with empty, indifferent eyes as if none of this concerned them at all.

Li Teng leapt up high once more and with a fierce stomp, completely crushed Wang Benhao's head and broke his neck before finally stopping.

He had finally vented the repressed anger that had been suffocating him for several days.

His thoughts became clear.

"Soldier! Take this trash and follow me to the infirmary!" Li Teng commanded one particularly muscular actor.

Without questioning Li Teng's order, the actor carried Wang Benhao on his shoulder, following behind Li Teng.

As Li Teng walked with the soldier to the infirmary, they encountered other patrol soldiers, but no one stopped him.

After entering the infirmary, of course, Li Teng wasn't there to treat Wang Benhao's wounds but had the actor disguise Wang Benhao as medical waste in a garbage bag, which he then carted to the incinerator, watching with his own eyes as Wang Benhao was burned to ashes.

After dismissing the actor, Li Teng took out Zheng Junzhe's phone and searched, finding Zheng Junzhe's residence.

After swiping the card, verifying the palm print, and the iris, Li Teng entered Zheng Junzhe's living quarters.

It was a large, separate chamber of about two hundred square meters with several divided rooms, including a private kitchen, bathrooms, and shower areas.

There were two maids specifically to cater to his diet and daily life; Li Teng had already verified his identity upon entering, so they dared not harbor the slightest doubt.