Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 777 - 815 Challenging the World

Chapter 777: Chapter 815 Challenging the World

Xu Yingying did not ask anything special, just when Li Yifei would be able to come back, and whether he would not be able to call her this time.

Li Yifei felt very touched in his heart. Even though Xu Yingying had set so many rules for him, they were only concerning his interactions with other women. In other respects, she still gave him plenty of space. Considering his past serious offenses, Xu Yingying’s attitude showed she was an incredibly good wife.

"Yingying, these past few days, the work I’ve been doing is indeed confidential, so it’s not very convenient for us to call each other. But as long as I’m not in any trouble, I will definitely call you," he said.

Xu Yingying spoke softly, "Don’t worry about home. Just focus on your work. I know the things you do are important. Just ensure your safety and come back home safe and sound. That’s enough for me."

Li Yifei nodded firmly, "Yingying, rest assured, home is always in my heart. No matter what happens, I will return to this home."

After asking Xu Yingying for leave, Li Yifei left the company.

That very day, all the terrorist organizations and some large mercenary groups—in short, some of the dark forces of the world—received a letter through their own channels.

"I, Li Yifei, have retired from the Flying Hawk Squad. I now wish to live the life of a normal person. Regardless of which forces bear grudges against me from the past, I give you one week to seek revenge. If you do not kill me within this week, you must not interfere with my life again in the future. Otherwise... I swear by the name of Golden Eagle, no matter what organization you are or how powerful, I will obliterate you completely."

This was a letter of challenge and it came with an address—an island on the high seas.

The various organizations were utterly shocked upon receiving this challenge. The Flying Hawk Squad was world-renowned, easily ranking in the top three special forces teams globally, and a large part of its fame was indeed due to having Li Yifei, the Golden Eagle, who had created countless legends among special forces, never failing a mission. Aside from a gunshot wound he suffered once to protect Su Mengxin, he had never been injured again. In one-on-one combat, he was unmatched, apart from the Seal Strike Team’s Captain Mig in North America and Europe’s Green Hand Party’s foremost expert, Crazy Satan—no one could contend with Li Yifei.

Even so, whether Mig or Satan could win against Li Yifei was not certain since the three had never clashed. However, in this world, Li Yifei was considered on par with these two.

The Golden Eagle’s issuing of such a challenge, directly provoking the entire dark forces, was incredibly arrogant. But it was clear to see that the Golden Eagle was genuinely enraged and wished to settle all past scores in this manner.

Many of the dark forces of the world had clashed with Li Yifei, and there were no small number who bore deep hatred toward him. There had already been several attempts on his life recently, which spoke volumes. But with Li Yifei’s statement, they had to weigh their options carefully.

Although Li Yifei had killed many before, he had been part of a military unit, representing a country. There were many things he couldn’t do. Now that he had left the military, he acted as an individual. Provoking Li Yifei to retaliate could lead to dire consequences. Everyone was aware of Golden Eagle’s strength, as he had the capability of sneaking into a heavily guarded organization and kidnapping a leader. Without any reservations, most organizations would not be able to withstand his wrath.

In the headquarters of the Holy War Organization in North America, a blonde beauty stood in front of a floor-length window. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, casting a halo of sanctity on her already gorgeous features.

This beauty was not only beautiful but also exuded an ethereal, angelic quality that made her untouchable, deterring any blasphemous thoughts. She was the Holy Maiden of the Holy War Organization, with countless followers. The Holy War Organization was not strictly a terrorist group but was more complex than a mere religious body. Its followers included not only ordinary people but also influential government and military personnel. The Holy War Organization’s influence in North America was powerful enough to rival the government. If they wanted to act, even the government had to negotiate with them—such was their power—and this Holy Maiden was their supreme leader.

"Holy goddess, Golden Eagle is now challenging the entire world. It’s not a wise move," a middle-aged woman standing behind the Holy Maiden said, frowning.

"He’s not unwise; he’s too clever. He understands that if he continually allows his enemies to target him from the shadows, he will always be at a disadvantage. But now, he has the upper hand. Some organizations will have to consider whether openly opposing him is worth it. If they can’t kill him, will they be able to endure his ruthless retaliation?" the Holy Maiden said.

Her voice was as if divine music descended from the heavens—soothing, and irresistible to the ear.

The woman behind her continued, "Even if he is strong, there are countless forces in the underground world, with so many powerful individuals. Even if most are inferior to him, there are a number who are almost his equal. If a few of them were to go against him, his death would be certain, and there would be no talk of revenge."

The Saintess looked as the sun’s last halo dispersed before speaking, "Although he has issued a challenge to the entire world in his own name, don’t forget, Golden Eagle is not alone. The Flying Hawk Squad may not be able to appear this time, but there are still people who can step up, especially those organizations standing on the side of justice, like us. The Holy War Organization has always been in struggle against dark forces; since Golden Eagle has directly challenged the dark forces, we have no reason not to help him."

"But... Holy Goddess, the news about Golden Eagle in Mile City was released by us. Isn’t it because you wanted to..."

"That is my personal vendetta with him. He is my inner demon. For the sake of our Holy War, I must kill him. But now is not the time for that. I still need to help him. This is the faith of our Holy War Organization. I cannot, because of my personal demon, betray the faith of our Holy War."

"Holy Goddess, there is something that I’ve been unable to understand. Golden Eagle hasn’t been in contact with you for long, so why has he become your inner demon?"

"Every generation’s Saintess will encounter an inner demon, and it is up to the Saintess herself to choose one. If one wants it to be easy, she would just pick an ordinary person and it would be easily overcome. But for our Holy War, I specifically chose someone as strong as Golden Eagle. By overcoming my inner demon thereafter, I would become stronger, making our Holy War Organization stronger and more capable of blessing the people of the world, so that we may eternally enjoy the grace of the Goddess."

"I understand now. I hope for the Holy Goddess’s success at the earliest."

The Saintess continued to gaze outside the window, saying, "Alright, make the arrangements. We set off the day after tomorrow."

"Yes!" The woman agreed with one word, but then asked with a puzzled expression, "Holy Goddess, you mean... you’re going personally?"

"Yes, I am going."

"Understood!" The woman frowned slightly but still turned and left.

The room slowly fell into darkness, but the Saintess remained unmoved in front of the window, like a stunningly beautiful statue.

"Golden Eagle, for the Holy War, for the Goddess, you can only be my sacrifice."

In the Americas, at the Seal Strike Team’s base, Mig wore a strange smile on his face. Tall, over one meter ninety, and powerfully built like a typical Caucasian, his physique was even more robust than that of a black man. Now nearly forty years old, he no longer managed practical matters within the Seal Strike Team; he was there more as a symbol, a faith for the Seal Strike Team.

"Golden Eagle, you’re really interesting. I’ve been itching for action recently, and you’ve found such a fun event. If I don’t join in on the excitement, that would just be letting you down."

Meanwhile, at the Green Hand Party Headquarters in Europe, Crazy Satan let out a loud laugh to the sky. His dark skin seemed to swell momentarily, and even the air around him seemed to be pushed outward. Even an ordinary person would feel the immense fighting spirit radiating from this man at that moment.

"Golden Eagle! You’re gutsy. Not even I have challenged the entire world’s dark forces. I respect you for that. If I don’t participate, wouldn’t that take much of the fun out of your challenge? Haha... Golden Eagle, let’s see if you really have what it takes, if you’re truly worth my intervention!"

Back at the Su Family in Huaxia, Old Master Su burst into laughter upon hearing the news, "You little rascal, you’re definitely doomed this time, saving me a lot of worry." He turned his head, somewhat surprised, and said, "You don’t seem worried at all."

Mengxin stood beside her grandfather with a slight smile, "Grandpa, why should I worry? Firstly, I believe the man I’ve chosen is strong enough. Secondly, my man has dared to challenge the entire world, which makes me proud of him. As for the third reason... he is the Golden Eagle of our Huaxia’s Flying Hawk Squad."

Old Master Su’s smile froze, his brows furrowing as he huffed, "That damned kid, once he returns from this ordeal, I’ll skin him alive."

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