Chapter Thirty-One: Slaying Zhang Xiong

  When I returned to the banquet hall again, they had already started distributing the cake over there.

  Took a closer look.

  Yang Yu found that everything was there, but who sent him the text message? He was very sure that the person who sent him the text message must be among them and was also familiar with Chunyu Villa.

  "Could it be Xue Yao?" Yang Yu thought for a moment before immediately denying it.

  Liu Xueyao has been busy blowing candles here, how does she have time to text him, and apart from Liu Xueyao, the remaining members of the Liu family are only Liu Zhengming, Liu Qing, Liu Xuan, and Liu Fei.

  And the most likely one is one of these four people.

  However, according to Liu Xueyao, Yu Zeming and Old Master Liu had a very good relationship, almost treating Yu Zeming like his own son. Moreover, Yu Zeming also owed his life to Liu Zhengming, so he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death that the text message was sent by Old Master Liu.

  Can't think it through, Yang Yu also didn't bother thinking about it anymore.

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

  "Just went out for a short while, didn't you just get back?" Yang Yu said casually.

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

  The party was in full swing, and many people had forgotten about Yu Zeming's existence, which also saved Yang Yu a lot of trouble. If Yu Zeming were to be discovered now, he would definitely be suspected, but fortunately everything went smoothly.

  The banquet dispersed and many guests left.

  Yang Yu glanced at the time on her phone, it was now 9:30.

  "There's another guy waiting for me to kill at the entrance of the villa district?" Yang Yu hesitated for a moment, then took out a mobile phone.

  If someone familiar with Yu Zeming saw this phone, they would definitely recognize it as his. After careful consideration, Yang Yu sent a text message: "The banquet is over, how's your preparation going?"

  No need to wait for Yang Yujiu for long, a reply was quickly received: "Already ready, waiting for the target person to appear."

  After receiving this message, Yang Yu thought for a moment and sent one back: "Where are you ambushing? I've already taken care of things on my end. I'll head over to meet up with you right away."

  The other side fell silent for about a minute, and then a message came over: "Behind the third poplar tree at the entrance of the villa area."

  Upon receiving the message, Yang Yu smiled. Originally, he had risked danger and exchanged short messages with Du Lang, fearing being discovered. Unexpectedly, Du Lang also had a careless moment. Poor Du Lang did not realize that Yu Zemin had already been killed, and their text messages didn't contain any hint of suspicious content either, so it was even more impossible for Du Lang to discover that the person on the other end of the phone had changed.

  Everything is ready.

  "Xue Yao, wait here for a moment, I have something to take care of. If I don't call you, don't leave. Uncle and Liu Fei are the same, don't let them go now." Yang Yu said in a low voice to Liu Xue Yao.

  "What do you want to do?" Liu Xueyao frowned.

  "Don't worry, it's just a small matter. If anyone asks, just say I left first." Yang Yu said and quickly walked out of the villa.

  Villa area entrance.

  At a distance of about 500 meters, Yang Yu sprinted with all his might and used less than three minutes.

  "Behind the third willow tree." Yang Yu began searching.

  The moonlight is bright and clear.

  In the distance, tree shadows are mottled, a desolate forest is just the leftover edge material after the development of Jinghu Lake, far away from some shrubs, and there is only one row of green poplars.

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

  Pulling the brim of his hat down lower, he slowly crept into the thicket. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and Yang Yu proceeded cautiously, soon arriving at the sixth willow tree.

  "Hurry up, where is he?" Yang Yu secretly searched.

  The Fifth Willow Tree

  The fourth poplar tree.

  There was no movement around, could it be that I fell into my own trap.

  His heart skipped a beat, just as he was about to move forward, a red line suddenly appeared on his chest from afar - the sniper rifle's aiming sight.

  "Damn it, have I been found out?" Yang Yu furrowed his brow secretly, but his face remained unchanged, still pretending as if nothing had happened.

  "2 minutes 29 seconds, Greedy Wolf, how did you get so fast?" A voice unfamiliar to Yang Yu came over.

  It was only then that Yang Yu noticed that under the greenery in the distance, someone had been hiding, and now this person had stood up, with a sniper rifle still trained on him.

  "It's all over!" Yang Yu knew that as long as he didn't speak, he would definitely be exposed, and his heart was extremely anxious. Once exposed, this bullet would absolutely not be avoided.

  Even if Yang Yu was bold and daring, his back was now soaked through.

  At this time.

  "Hahaha!"

  A loud screeching sound of wheels came, Yang Yu and Du Lang both looked towards the road, only to see a Chevrolet spinning rapidly at a terrifying speed with smooth movements that left people amazed.

  "It's a target vehicle." Zhang Xiong was startled and hastily raised his sniper rifle to look.

  Fortunately unscathed, and without noticing whether it was Liu Xueyao driving outside or not, Yang Yu suddenly pounced on Zhang Xiong.

  "Boom!"

  The gunshot rang out, and Yang Yu was startled. He saw that the bullet had hit the windshield of the Chevrolet in front, which belonged to Liu Xueyao. In all likelihood, it was Liu Xueyao inside.

  "Not good." Zhang Xiong, who had just fired a shot, suddenly looked startled, as if he had discovered something unbelievable, and then his handgun was pointed at Yang Yu.

  "Die!" Yang Yu's flying body kicked out with one foot, aiming straight for Zhang Xiong's head.

  Zhang Xiong was no ordinary person. Seeing this scene, he didn't care if the pistol was aimed or not, and "bang bang" were two shots.

  One bullet hit a poplar tree on one side, while the other bullet hit Yang Yu's shoulder.

  "Damn it!" Yang Yu was furious, he didn't expect to be hit like this.

  Without hesitation, a terrifying kick was finally made, and Zhang Xiong didn't have time to shoot again as he watched Yang Yu's majestic one-footed stance. His gun-wielding hand blocked the way in front of Yang Yu's leg.

  "Crack!"

  A powerful kick directly broke Zhang Xiong's hand bones, and the pistol flew out dozens of feet away. Zhang Xiong looked at Yang Yu in horror, he did not expect Yang Yu's strength to be so terrifying.

  At this moment, one second can decide life and death.

  The pistol was gone, and Zhang Xiong took the sniper rifle on his left hand, but as soon as he lifted it up, he saw Yang Yu rushing towards him like a fierce bull.

  "Not good." Zhang Xiong was shocked.

  Now, without any chance of opening fire, Zhang Xiong gritted his teeth and kicked Yang Yu with one foot. However, as soon as his foot stretched out, he saw Yang Yu's five fingers turn into claws, tightly grasping his thigh.

  "Break for me!" Yang Yu turned around, his knee pressed against Zhang Xiong's thigh, and Zhang Xiong fell to the ground with a cracking sound of bones breaking. He had completely lost the ability to resist.

  Yang Yu didn't care about that, turned around and punched Zhang Xiong's face with one fist. Zhang Xiong tried to block with his other hand, but Yang Yu's strength was so terrifying that it directly broke through his hand and heavily smashed onto his face.

  With one punch, Zhang Xiong's mouth was filled with blood and a few teeth fell out. Yang Yu didn't let up and threw four more punches in a row. At this point, Zhang Xiong's vitality had gradually disappeared.

  Until his death, Zhang Xiong never figured out why this happened. Why didn't Yu Zeming come? Why was there a man in that Chevrolet? Why was the man who killed him so strong? Was all of this just a trap?

  Unfortunately, no one will give him an explanation.

  Killed Zhang Xiong, Yang Yu slowly got up, he didn't know what was wrong with Zhang Xiong, but he had to go down and see who was sitting in that car, dead or not.

  Enduring the pain in his shoulder, Yang Yu quickly arrived at the entrance of the villa and was speechless. He saw Liu Xuan yelling there: "Which bastard, come out quickly! You actually punctured the tire of that wild species' car with a nail, are you trying to kill me?"

  Scolded for half a day, as if he had discovered something wrong.

  "How did this round hole get here?" Liu Xuan stared carefully at the sudden appearance of a round hole on the glass, and the hole went through the car window, through the seat cushion, coincidentally matching the hole on the tire.

  "Grass, sniper rifle!" Liu Xuan was sweating profusely and hastily hid to the other side, but soon came out again, still cursing: "Damn it, must have mistaken the target, otherwise I would have been shot ten times in such a long time."

  Looking at Liu Xuan's appearance, Yang Yu couldn't help but laugh and slowly sneak away, then gave Liu Xueyao a call.

  The phone call had just ended when a chill ran down his spine.

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