Chapter 31

When he returned to the banquet hall, the cake distribution had already begun.

He took a closer look.

Yang Yu found that everyone who should be there was present. So, who had sent him the text message? He was certain that the person who sent the message was definitely among these people and was very familiar with the Chunyu Villa.

"Could it be Xueyao?" Yang Yu pondered for a moment but immediately dismissed the idea.

Liu Xueyao had been busy blowing out the candles all along, how could she have time to send him a message? Apart from Liu Xueyao, the remaining Liu family members were Liu Zhengming, Liu Qing, Liu Xuan, and Liu Fei.

The most likely person was one of these four.

However, according to what Liu Xueyao said, Yu Zeming and the old Liu patriarch had a very good relationship, almost treating Yu Zeming like a son. Moreover, Yu Zeming had once saved Liu Zhengming's life. Yang Yu couldn't believe that the old Liu patriarch would send him a message.

Unable to figure it out, Yang Yu stopped thinking about it.

"Yang Yu, where did you run off to just now?" Liu Qing walked up to Yang Yu and asked in a low voice.

"I went to the bathroom, I just got back." Yang Yu replied casually.

Liu Qing didn't say anything, but pulled Yang Yu to Liu Xueyao's side. Liu Xueyao didn't say a word and cut a piece of cake for Yang Yu.

The banquet hall was filled with joy, and many people had forgotten about Yu Zeming's existence, which saved Yang Yu a lot of trouble. If Yu Zeming were discovered now, he would definitely be suspected. Fortunately, everything was going smoothly.

The banquet ended, and many guests left.

Yang Yu looked at the time on his phone; it was 9:30 PM.

"There's still one guy I need to take care of, at the entrance of the villa complex?" After a moment's thought, Yang Yu took out a phone.

If someone familiar with Yu Zeming were to see this phone, they would recognize it as Yu Zeming's. After careful consideration, Yang Yu sent a text message: "The banquet is over, how are things on your end?"

He didn't have to wait long for a reply: "Everything is ready, waiting for the target to appear."

Receiving this message, Yang Yu thought for a moment and sent another: "Where are you lying in wait? I've taken care of my end and will head over to meet you."

The other side was silent for about a minute before a message came back: "In the forest at the entrance of the villa complex, behind the third poplar tree."

Receiving this message, Yang Yu smiled. He had taken a risk by sending a short message to Du Lang, fearing he would be discovered, but it turned out Du Lang had been careless. The poor Du Lang never realized that Yu Zeming was already dead, and the messages between them contained no hint of suspicion, so Du Lang couldn't possibly have discovered that the phone was now in someone else's hands.

Everything was set.

"Xueyao, wait here for a moment. I have something to take care of. If I don't call you, don't leave. Tell Uncle and Liu Fei the same, don't let them leave now." Yang Yu whispered to Liu Xueyao.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Xueyao frowned.

"Don't worry, it's just a small matter. If anyone asks, tell them I went back first." Yang Yu said and quickly left the villa.

At the entrance of the villa complex.

About two kilometers away, Yang Yu ran at full speed and it took him less than three minutes.

"Behind the third poplar tree." Yang Yu began to search.

The moonlight was bright.

In the distance, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the desolate forest was a leftover from the development of Jing Shui Lake. From a distance, apart from some shrubs, there was a row of green poplars.

"There it is." Yang Yu quickly found the third poplar tree.

He pulled his cap lower and slowly crept into the forest. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and Yang Yu moved slowly, soon reaching the sixth poplar tree.

"Almost there, where is he?" Yang Yu searched in the dark.

The fifth poplar tree.

The fourth poplar tree.

There was no movement around, had he fallen into a trap?

His heart began to beat faster, just as he was about to continue, a red line suddenly appeared on his chest, the aiming line of a sniper rifle.

"Damn, was I discovered?" Yang Yu frowned, but his expression remained unchanged, pretending nothing had happened.

"2 minutes and 29 seconds, Greedy Wolf, how did you get here so fast?" A voice unfamiliar to Yang Yu came from a distance.

At this moment, Yang Yu noticed that someone was hiding in the green area in the distance, and this person had now stood up, the sniper rifle still aimed at him.

"Finished!" Yang Yu knew that if he didn't speak, he would be exposed. He was extremely anxious, knowing that once exposed, the bullet was inevitable.

Even though Yang Yu was incredibly brave, his back was drenched in sweat.

Just then.

"Screech!"

A loud sound of tires screeching came from the road. Both Yang Yu and Du Lang looked over to see a Chevrolet spinning rapidly. The terrifying speed and smooth maneuvering were astonishing.

"It's the target's car." Zhang Xiong was startled and quickly raised his sniper rifle.

With a mix of relief and tension, Yang Yu didn't care if the driver was Liu Xueyao and lunged at Zhang Xiong.

"Bang!"

The gun fired, and Yang Yu was shocked to see a bullet hit the front window of the Chevrolet. That was Liu Xueyao's car, and she was most likely inside.

"Something's wrong." After firing, Zhang Xiong was suddenly startled, as if he had noticed something unbelievable. He then raised a pistol at Yang Yu.

"Die!" Yang Yu, in mid-air, kicked Zhang Xiong in the head.

Zhang Xiong was no ordinary person. Seeing this, he didn't bother to aim the pistol and fired two shots.

One bullet hit a poplar tree nearby, and the other hit Yang Yu's shoulder.

"Damn!" Yang Yu was furious, not expecting to be hit.

Not hesitating, he delivered a powerful kick. Seeing Yang Yu's overwhelming kick, Zhang Xiong had no time to shoot again and used his gun hand to block Yang Yu's leg.

"Crack!"

The powerful kick broke Zhang Xiong's hand, and the pistol flew several meters away. Zhang Xiong looked at Yang Yu in shock, not expecting his strength to be so terrifying.

At this moment, a second could mean life or death.

Without a gun, Zhang Xiong quickly grabbed the sniper rifle to his left, but just as he raised it, he saw Yang Yu charging at him like a wild bull.

"Oh no." Zhang Xiong was terrified.

There was no chance to shoot, and Zhang Xiong, gritting his teeth, kicked at Yang Yu. But just as his foot extended, Yang Yu's fingers turned into a claw, tightly grabbing his thigh.

"Break!" Yang Yu spun around, pressing his knee into Zhang Xiong's thigh. Zhang Xiong fell to the ground, and a bone-breaking sound was heard, leaving him completely unable to resist.

Yang Yu didn't care and punched Zhang Xiong in the face. Zhang Xiong tried to block with his other hand, but Yang Yu's strength was too great, breaking through his defense and striking his face.

With one punch, blood spurted from Zhang Xiong's mouth, and several teeth fell out. Yang Yu, not satisfied, delivered four more punches, and Zhang Xiong's life began to fade.

Until his death, Zhang Xiong couldn't understand why this had happened. Why didn't Yu Zeming come? Why was there a man in the Chevrolet? Why was the man who killed him so strong? Was it all just a trap?

Unfortunately, no one would explain it to him.

After killing Zhang Xiong, Yang Yu slowly stood up. He didn't know what Zhang Xiong had discovered, but he needed to check who was in the car and if they were dead.

Enduring the pain in his shoulder, Yang Yu quickly reached the main road at the entrance of the villa. He was speechless when he saw Liu Xuan shouting: "Which bastard, come out now! You put nails on the road and blew up that bastard's tires. Are you trying to kill me?"

After cursing for a while, Liu Xuan seemed to notice something was wrong.

"Why is there a round hole here?" Liu Xuan carefully examined the sudden appearance of a round hole in the glass, which had penetrated the car window and the seat cushion, coincidentally matching the hole in the tire.

"Damn, a sniper rifle!" Liu Xuan, drenched in sweat, quickly hid on the other side but soon came out, cursing: "Damn it, the sniper must have missed and left. Otherwise, he could have shot me ten times by now."

Seeing Liu Xuan's appearance, Yang Yu found it hilarious, slowly crept away, and called Liu Xueyao.

As soon as the call ended, a chill ran through his heart.

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