Upon saying this, Yang Fei thought for a moment and discarded the cigarette butt from his hand.

"However, you need to give me authority."

"Let me recruit special forces members and send them into the base for training."

Wu Yuanzhong nodded, "I can agree to that."

"From now on, you have the authority to independently form the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team. I will take all responsibility."

Yang Fei was overjoyed and slapped Wu Yuanzhong on the shoulder.

"Old Lady Wu, you're finally acting like a man."

Wu Yuanzhong laughed and cursed him.

"Stop sucking up. Every time you flatter me, I get the chills and end up being tricked by you."

His expression turned serious.

"Since you want to start from the Underworld and build the Evil Dragon."

"Then I have another task for you."

Upon hearing about an order, Yang Fei's expression immediately turned serious, straightening his back.

He responded loudly, "Yes, sir, please give the order!"

Wu Yuanzhong was very satisfied with Yang Fei's attitude.

He said calmly, "The regulation of Mortal World Forces has always been a problem for the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions."

"The ancient Underworld has its own rules. It's impossible for the state machinery to suppress it forcefully."

He asked Yang Fei for a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and said, "The more the state machinery suppresses the Underworld, the more it will rebel. If pushed too hard, some extreme incidents might occur."

"The history of the Mortal World has always shown that to manage the Underworld, one must start from within it. As the saying goes, it takes Mortal World matters to settle Mortal World affairs."

Yang Fei somewhat understood.

"Sir, you mean for me to start from the Underworld, manage and coordinate its conflicts, and maintain social stability and harmony?"

Wu Yuanzhong nodded and sighed meaningfully.

"The duty of a soldier is to protect the country. However, in modern society, the situation is more complex and diverse."

"Managing the Underworld also involves counter-terrorism and counter-espionage tasks, which you should not underestimate."

Yang Fei nodded and replied loudly, "Yes."

Wu Yuanzhong's expression turned apologetic.

"After the news of the Evil Dragon squad's failure, for confidentiality reasons, your files and organization were automatically destroyed."

"You no longer have the identity of a soldier, but remember, no matter when or where, you are a soldier and must uphold a soldier's discipline and integrity."

Yang Fei responded loudly, "Yes, sir."

Then, Yang Fei earnestly said, "Sir, I have only one request: please retain the name and organization of the Evil Dragon Squad."

"Although I no longer have the identity, someday I will step back into the Hidden Dragon and rebuild the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team."

Wu Yuanzhong patted Yang Fei on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, this heroic unit won't be disbanded."

"Anyone who dares to suggest disbanding it will have to answer to me."

Yang Fei felt a weight lift off his chest.

"Thank you, sir."

Wu Yuanzhong laughed heartily, "We've had enough fresh air. Let's head back."

"If we don't return soon, the guards I brought might go crazy."

Yang Fei chuckled and turned the car around to take Wu Yuanzhong back to the Military Academy.

After parting ways with Wu Yuanzhong, Yang Fei made his way to the Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse.

Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone was the biggest bathhouse in the city, raking in money daily.

But Yang Fei didn't really like going there.

Even without the title of a soldier, he always considered himself one in his heart.

Going to such a place, Yang Fei always felt a bit uneasy.

Mad Blade, however, was more carefree.

The guy was a typical machismo, not picky about women.

Almost every night, he had different women in his bed.

He wasn't stingy with women as long as he had money on hand.

At the same time, Mad Blade still retained a soldier's high vigilance and discipline.

Yang Fei entrusted him with the security work of Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone, recognizing talent when he saw it.

When Yang Fei arrived at Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone, Mad Blade was training the newly arrived security personnel.

This batch of security guards was extraordinary.

They were all direct disciples of Old Man Gong, totaling fourteen in number.

Among them, eight had reached the Mingjin Realm in martial arts.

The Eldest Senior Brother, Long Xia, had even broken through to the Dark Strength Yellow Grade.

Mad Blade's training method was simple.

After a uniform ten-kilometer loaded run, they returned to the bathhouse for individual training.

Behind Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone was a small training hall.

Initially, it was an expansion of the security manager's office, about 150 square meters.

Mad Blade had discussed this training hall with Yang Fei.

Yang Fei had quickly agreed without much thought.

Later, they spent five to six hundred thousand yuan for the expansion, reconstruction, and purchase of sports equipment.

However, this training hall proved crucial for the security personnel like Long Xia.

Old Man Gong's secret Martial Arts Heart Method, combined with modern muscle fitness training and a balanced diet structure.

The Essence Qi of these disciples grew rapidly, and their martial arts improved almost daily.

These disciples, taught by the patriotic Old Man Gong.

They had a strong sense of justice, high martial virtue, and deep love for their country.

Both Yang Fei and Mad Blade valued these individuals highly.

For Long Xia and the others, entering Lanting Group was like stepping into Heaven.

They didn't have to worry about making a living and could focus their time on pursuing their passion for martial arts.

Additionally, Mad Blade's martial arts cultivation was no less than Old Man Gong's.

His guidance was spot-on, earning the respect and admiration of Long Xia and the others.

As soon as Yang Fei entered the training hall, Mad Blade was delighted.

He whistled cheerfully, gathering the security personnel in the training hall immediately.

It was clear that Mad Blade's training was extremely rigorous.

This guy trained them like new recruits in a boot camp.

At the sound of the whistle, the team assembled in less than ten seconds.

As the team leader, Long Xia ran to Mad Blade to report.

Mad Blade nodded, patted Yang Fei on the shoulder, and introduced him loudly to everyone.

"I don't need to introduce who this is, right?"

"Boss Yang has come to visit us, so everyone straighten up and listen to Boss Yang's address."

Upon hearing Mad Blade's words, Yang Fei knew he was up to no good.

Boss Yang here, Boss Yang there, he was making Yang Fei uncomfortable on purpose.

However, Mad Blade underestimated Yang Fei's thick skin.

Yang Fei, carefree as always, punched Mad Blade hard in the chest.

"Not bad, not bad. Manager Zhang has trained everyone well. Everyone looks like dragons. I think it's great."

Mad Blade groaned, his face turning the color of an eggplant.

Yang Fei's punch nearly made him spit blood.

Mad Blade put an arm around Yang Fei's neck, stepped on his left foot with his own, and twisted it twice.

He said with a smile, "Boss Yang is too kind; it's all thanks to the leadership."

Both of them exchanged formalities while one punched the chest and the other stomped the foot.

The pain was excruciating, but they both smiled nonchalantly.

They greeted each other in this unique way.

Meanwhile, Long Xia and the others looked at Yang Fei with changed eyes.

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