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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Showdown
For a moment, there was only silence. Liu Wenjie stood in the center of it all, completely unfazed. He had just walked into Zhao Long’s so-called stronghold, untouched, unchallenged, and in complete control. His men had already taken strategic positions, weapons trained on the cyber-terrorists who had foolishly believed they were the only ones holding power here.Andrew, however, was not as easily impressed.Liu turned to him, his smirk never faltering. “Welcome to the winning side.”Andrew didn’t move. His sharp blue eyes remained locked onto Liu, unreadable.Then, in a slow, deliberate tone, he said, “I didn’t agree to be your dog.”Some of Liu’s men chuckled at the remark, but Liu himself merely tilted his head, watching Andrew as if trying to decipher a puzzle.“No,” Liu said, “but you agreed to survive. And right now, I own this airport.”Andrew’s lips curled into a smirk. “Not for long.”And then he struck.In one explosive movement, Andrew lunged to his left, twisting toward
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Andrew Everest Death
The airport was finally secure, but the aftermath was far from over. The sound of boots echoed through the terminal as a new wave of operatives stormed in. Not Liu Wenjie’s men. Not the Shanghai police.It was the MSS a dozen agents moved with lethal precision, dressed in dark tactical gear, their weapons sweeping the area. They weren’t here to clean up. They were here for him.Andrew saw them before they saw him.He was standing near Adeline, his hands still covered in Zhao Long’s blood. His breathing steady. His mind already calculating the next move.A man in a dark suit, one of the higher-ups, strode forward, his expression cold and unreadable.“Step away from the girl.” His Mandarin was clipped, authoritative.Andrew didn’t resist. He already knew how this worked.Adeline, however, wasn’t as calm. She grabbed his arm. “Wait! He saved us! You can’t just—”The agent didn’t even blink.“Miss Jones, your safety is no longer your concern. Stand aside.”Andrew exhaled slowly. He turned
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Boss Who Is Being Ordered
Andrew stood in the dim glow of Liu Wenjie’s penthouse. Liu, lounging in a s leather chair, as he swirled a glass of whiskey. His eyes studied Andrew with the sharpness of a man who didn’t tolerate failure.Andrew stood in Liu Wenjie’s penthouse, staring at the file in front of him. Song Jinhai’s face stared back at him—a smirking man in his early 50s, draped in a designer suit, surrounded by young women and bodyguards.Liu leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of whiskey. “Your target is Song Jinhai,” Liu said, his voice casual, as if discussing a business deal. “He runs arms shipments out of The Red Dragon nightclub. He’s becoming a problem.”Andrew had already memorized the dossier. Song Jinhai was powerful, well-connected, and heavily guarded. Taking him out wouldn’t be easy.“Make it clean,” Liu continued, pouring himself another drink. “You have twenty-four hours.”Andrew flipped through the file, his expression calm and detached. Just another job.Liu Wenjie sat across fr
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Am I Falling In Love?
The air inside Liu Wenjie’s private office had a lot of cigar smoke. Andrew stood in front of the massive mahogany desk, his expression unreadable.Liu exhaled slowly, setting his whiskey down. "You were supposed to make it clean." His voice was measured, but Andrew knew the weight behind those words.Andrew’s fists clenched. “Someone else hit the club. If I retaliated, I would have drawn more attention."Liu leaned back, steepling his fingers. "And now, we have a war."A rival syndicate had lost their biggest supplier. Song Jinhai's death had turned the streets of Shanghai into a battleground.Liu’s gaze hardened. “Zhao Feng won’t let this slide. He thinks I ordered the hit." He exhaled sharply. “You fix this, or you’re dead.”Andrew’s jaw tightened. “What’s the play?”Liu smirked. "Simple. You kill Zhao Feng before he kills us.”Liu tossed a newspaper onto the desk. The bold headline glared up at Andrew:“Gang War Erupts in Shanghai – Unidentified Assassin Sparks Bloodshed.”The Bla
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain CIA Operatives
Andrew stared at his burner phone, heart pounding. The message wasn’t just a bluff.Another text came through.♣See for yourself.♣Three images loaded.Adeline tied to a chair, for the first, a gun held to her head, Zhao Feng grinning in the background and a timestamp—less than two hours ago.Andrew clenched his jaw. His thoughts were that, it was a trap. It has to be. But if I do nothing, she dies.Another message followed.♣Come alone. Warehouse 47, the docks. One hour.♣His grip tightened on the phone and the final message came.♣Tick tock, assassin. She doesn’t have all night.♣He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed his gear and headed out.Andrew sped through the streets on a stolen motorcycle, weaving through traffic, eyes locked on the road ahead. His mind calculated every possibility."Warehouse 47," he muttered to himself. "Obvious trap. Zhao Feng doesn’t leave things to chance."He exhaled sharply and checked his weapons, speaking under his breath."Two silenced pistols—accurate, q
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain I'm Pregnant With His Child
Hannah sat on the cold tile floor of her bathroom, the test strip trembling in her hands.Two lines.Positive.Her breath hitched. The world seemed to tilt, the walls closing in around her."No...This isn’t happening." She squeezed her eyes shut, her pulse roaring in her ears. This was supposed to be impossible.Her stomach twisted violently. She barely made it to the sink before she gagged, her whole body shuddering."Pregnant. I’m pregnant." Tears blurred her vision. She pressed a shaking hand against her abdomen, as if feeling for proof.A whisper escaped her lips. “Andrew…”His name was like a knife to her chest. He was gone. And now? Now, she was carrying his child.She let out a shaky laugh, the sound bordering on hysteria."What am I supposed to do?" She thought of her father. His strict rules. His unyielding expectations."If he finds out…No. I can't let that happen." Her breath came in ragged gasps as she pushed herself up, gripping the edge of the sink for support. She sta
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain I'm In Pains
The automatic doors of the Shanghai Pudong International Airport whooshed open as Hannah stepped into the city.Her boots hit the wet pavement with a squish. Rain had just passed. She looked around at the streams of people—tourists with luggage, businessmen tapping furiously at phones, taxi drivers shouting over the noise. It was chaos. Fast, unfeeling, uncaring.She had no plan. No address. No one waiting.She held her suitcase as she whispered to herself “I just need to find a place to stay. I’ll figure the rest out later.”Her phone was already dying, but she managed to open a travel app and search for cheap motels nearby. She found one on the outskirts and tried to book.Declined.She blinked. Tried again.Declined.“No… no, no, no…” she muttered. She checked her account balance.Just under 250 yuan. Maybe enough for food, maybe one night if she was lucky. Not enough for security deposits or ID checks.Before she boarded the flight to Shanghai, Hannah used a third-party agent to
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain The Universe Wants Us Together
The next morning, sunlight bled through the broken blinds of Hannah’s cramped room. Her stomach cramped from hunger, and the ache in her back reminded her how little comfort she’d gotten from the stained mattress.She sat up slowly, holding her belly. “Okay,” she whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “No more crying. You need to work, Hannah. You need to survive.”She splashed cold water on her face from the rusty sink in the corner, changed into her cleanest shirt, and stepped outside into the city’s chaos.By mid-morning, she’d walked into six different shops asking the same thing:“Do you need help? I can clean, I can serve tables, anything—just for cash.”Most turned her away before she finished her sentence. A few didn’t even look at her.She stood outside a noodle bar for ten minutes watching the staff through the window. Finally, she mustered the courage and walked in.A stout, middle-aged man glanced at her with a scowl.“You speak Mandarin?” he barked.“Yes, I
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Andrew stood alone in the corridor outside the med bay, his back to the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest.It had been three days since she’d thrown a glass at him. Since she’d screamed that she hated him.Since she’d looked at him like he was a stranger.He hadn’t gone back in. Dr. Yuen had kept him informed—quietly, professionally. The scans were coming in clean. The baby was fine. Hannah was recovering. Physically.Emotionally? That was a different story.Taylor passed him once, pausing with a hesitant glance. “She’s still not speaking to you?”Andrew didn’t answer, Taylor didn’t press. He just gave a short nod and disappeared down the hall.Inside the med bay, Hannah sat curled on the edge of the bed, knees to her chest, gaze locked on the blank wall across from her. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. Her IV had long been removed, but the tape still clung to her wrist.She hadn’t spoken more than five words to anyone since that night. Only to Dr. Yuen, and only when sh
She Knows
She collapsed in his arms the moment the second attacker hit the floor, Andrew didn’t breathe.For a few seconds, her head was against his chest and her breathe was shallow. He knelt, cradling her gently, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead with his fingers still red from the fight.“I’ve got you,” he whispered. “You’re alright now. I’m here. He scooped her up, and walked out through the front door, boots crunching glass behind him. By the time he reached the secure exit and loaded her into the black SUV waiting in the alley, his voice was steady again — but his hands trembled.“Drive,” he told the AI. “Take us to fallback safehouse: Pudong sector. Level-three lockdown."He clenched his jaw, teeth grinding silently and that meant one thing: Liu Wenjie had just signed his death certificate.The SUV pulled to a hard stop in front of the secured safehouse. The reinforced doors slid open.Taylor, Leon, and Frederick stood waiting under the pale light of dusk.They barely had
They Don't Take A Break
Hannah was bored of staying at home as she wrapped her scarf tighter as she stepped out of the glass tower, with sunglasses shielding her eyes. She needed fresh air. Space to think. And for once, just feel normal.She was only going down the street. She didn't have a destination..maybe she might go to the Pharmacy, or a tea shop or maybe just walk back. But something felt wrong the moment she crossed the first intersection. The wind hit harder than it should have. "Ahhhh?" She felt pain he her stomach as she clutched her belle hard.The nearest pharmacy was only six blocks a familiar spot she’d passed during her first two days here. The route cut through a narrow café-lined street where. She kept her head down, one hand in her coat pocket.By the time she stepped into the pharmacy, her vision had begun to blur at the edges.The woman at the counter greeted her with a familiar smile. “Morning, Ms. Hannah.”Hannah forced a smile. “Hi.” She handed over her prescription card.The woman
What Did They Do To My Baby?
They sat under high-spectrum scan light, connected through a double-isolated channel into Taylor’s offline decoding rig. Three plasma monitors flickered to life, feeding raw signal patterns into algorithmic scramblers.Taylor’s eyes narrowed as lines of corrupted metadata unraveled in bursts of red and white static.“This is deep-locked military encryption,” he muttered. “But not national. Private-sector stuff. Unregistered… compartmentalized black-tier development.”Andrew stood over his shoulder, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Keep going.”“I’m looking at this code,” Taylor muttered, “but it’s like... Some of this feels familiar. But I don’t remember decrypting it.”Andrew didn’t move.“You did,” he said.Taylor looked up.“Four days ago,” Andrew continued, eyes fixed on the screen. “You hacked into Liu’s restricted medical network. You found a file tagged Carrier 6B. You told me Hannah was already being scanned.”Taylor blinked. “I… said that?”Andrew nodded. “Then you forgot.”Taylor t
Interception
The van rolled quietly through the east industrial corridor of Shanghai, escorted by silence and low fog. Its windows were blacked out. Its GPS route was shielded by encrypted pings feeding directly into Liu Wenjie’s private surveillance channel.To everyone in the command chain, everything was proceeding exactly as it should.But Andrew had built the lie before the route even began.Two Hours Earlier...In a dimly lit garage beneath a fake shell company in Baoshan District, Taylor stood beside an identical replica of the auction van. Same model. Same make. Same tires, even matched wear on the sidewalls.Andrew stood across from him, zipping up a matte-black delivery suit that bore the same credentials as Liu’s logistics personnel.“Thermal sync patch is ready,” Taylor said, holding up a small node. “Once you’re inside the real van, press this against the core. It’ll copy the biometric read pattern in case they try to match it later.”Andrew pulled gloves tight, checked the scanner ri
Operation: Lot Forty Three
Andrew stepped out of the car without a word, coat collar turned up against the wind.The driver didn’t wait. The door shut, and the sedan rolled off without hesitation.He stood at the entrance of what looked like a derelict opera house—abandoned, forgotten, walls choked in vines. But beneath the flaking columns, two men in black suits stood with biometric scanners.He approached slowly. “Invite,” one barked in Mandarin.Andrew handed over a sealed card embossed with a gold crescent. Inside was a chip and nothing else.They scanned it. No names were exchanged.The door opened with a soft hydraulic hiss, and Andrew stepped into a new world.The auction hall was nothing like he expected.Carved deep into a retrofitted bomb shelter, the chamber resembled a museum merged with a theatre. Velvet seats, polished floors, and glass exhibits under halo lights surrounded the central podium.No one spoke loud enough to be heard.Above it all, a massive chandelier shaped like a spinal cord rotated
Experiment
Rain fell slowly, steady rain drops fell across Shanghai skyline, turning the penthouse windows into a blur of lights and water. Andrew stood frozen in the hallway, his hand still gripping the handle like it might anchor him to something steady. But nothing about him felt steady.He had seen not just her bare skin — the soft curve of her shoulder, the flash of skin above her waistband — but the shock in her eyes. The way her arm moved, instinctively covering herself. “You idiot...Damn it, she is still as sexy as ever" he whispered, pressing a palm to his forehead.He leaned against the wall, chest rising and falling faster than it should’ve."You shouldn’t have walked in. You should’ve knocked, called out—anything." He swallowed hard, running a hand down his face.“I’ve seen it all before,” he murmured, almost in defense of himself. “There’s nothing there I haven’t held. Nothing I haven’t kissed.” It was a weak excuse. But it gave him a thread to hold onto. They’d shared a past—eve
What's Going On?
Andrew jolted upright, gasping. His breath came in short, ragged bursts as he scanned the room—dim morning light filtering through gray curtains, the quiet hum of the air vents, and the soft weight of his coat folded on the chair.He was in his room. “But… how?”His eyes darted around, confused. The last thing he remembered was… the rooftop. Hannah. The conversation. And Taylor—Taylor was tracing the KAIROS list.He staggered out of bed, his bare feet brushing the cold floor, tension rippling through every muscle.Something was off.He murmured, “I don’t remember coming back.”He rubbed the side of his neck, checking for signs. No injection point. No bruising. Just a faint pressure behind his eyes, like something had been pressed into his mind and then hastily pulled back.His gaze landed on the phone lying face-down on the desk.He walked over slowly, picking it up.“What was the last thing I did?” he muttered.“Taylor…” The memory came back in pieces. “We were tracking access to Han
KAIROS ACCESS 6B
Liu's penthouse was unusually quiet. Andrew stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of Liu’s tower, his footsteps muffled against the marble. He turned into a narrow corridor and approached a blank wall panel concealed behind a decorative wood carving. He pressed his palm against the biometric scanner. A soft beep, He stepped inside. It was the surveillance room, on the main display, six monitors cycled silently through camera angles—each one a different section of the penthouse. He tapped a command key, isolating the feed from the lounge. There she was Hannah, she was curled up on the far couch, wrapped in a soft gray blanket. A cup of tea rested untouched on the table beside her. She looked tired. Andrew watched her in silence, she shifted slightly, pushing the blanket off her legs. As she stood, her hand moved instinctively over her lower stomach. He stared as she walked to the kitchen and opened a cabinet, and retrieved a small pill bottle. Two tablets into he
