Chapter 752: Thirty Years of Old Debts

He Yuzhu moved his mind and vanished into thin air.

The sniper stared at that spot for a full three minutes, yet still did not see where the person who had jumped out had gone.

He finally lost his patience. Carrying his gun, he walked toward the direction where He Yuzhu had disappeared.

Several other people also gathered around.

But there was still no one in the vicinity.

This sniper was the ringleader, Boris.

He frowned and asked, "Did any of you see the person?"

Andrei was the first to speak: "With such a large target, how could we not see him? Boss, I was even blaming you a moment ago—why did you fire at your own men? But now, where did he go?"

Boris hesitated for a moment and said, "This person is a ghost. Things aren't right here either; something might have happened. Let's retreat immediately."

Upon hearing this, the few men turned their heads and ran toward where the motorcycles were parked.

Boris had originally been pointing his gun in the direction where He Yuzhu had disappeared, but seeing his subordinates running faster than rabbits, he also put away his gun and walked toward his own motorcycle.

He had only walked a few steps when He Yuzhu emerged from his space.

He raised his silenced pistol, aimed at Boris's head, and pulled the trigger.

With a "puff" sound, Boris's head blossomed.

Immediately after, He Yuzhu fired at the others.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff"—after a series of muffled sounds, five men fell to the ground one after another.

But one person still managed to get on a motorcycle and fled as if flying.

He Yuzhu mounted another motorcycle and pursued him relentlessly.

That person was riding extremely fast.

Although He Yuzhu was not particularly skilled with motorcycles, he was not unfamiliar with them; he would usually go riding in the suburbs.

After chasing for about thirty minutes, he was frozen to the bone before he managed to close the distance by a few dozen meters.

He fired three shots in a row at the man.

The opponent was hit and fell to the ground, the motorcycle flying off a long way.

He Yuzhu stepped forward and collected both the corpse and the motorcycle into his space.

It was about two or three in the morning, and there was almost no one on the road.

He Yuzhu hurriedly rode the motorcycle back to the scene and began to clean up the battlefield.

All forty-plus motorcycles were collected into his space, and the tracks and bloodstains on the ground were also cleaned up.

Then he quietly entered the courtyard, climbed through the back window into his room, and lay down to sleep.

He Zheng and the others heard the sound of motorcycles outside.

But both the sniper rifles and pistols were equipped with silencers, so the sound was not loud, and they did not hear the gunshots at all.

He Zheng analyzed the situation and felt that those people must have been dealt with by his old man, so he said to everyone: "In my opinion, this bunch has already been taken care of by the people I arranged. Everyone get a good night's sleep; we have things to do tomorrow."

Xiao Du said irritably: "You just brag every day. Where are your people? Can you let me see them?"

He Zheng also retorted irritably: "Don't say sarcastic things. Since you arrived, has your personal safety been threatened? If not, it proves that my security measures here are very well in place, so what are you still complaining about?"

Xiao Du said angrily: "If this is your attitude, I will request that the company remove your firm."

He Zheng said: "Even if you don't remove us, we don't want to work with you anymore. The warehouse burning down was because of your lax supervision, yet you blame the error on us. To put it bluntly, you are just taking money without doing the work."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Du became anxious: "Who is going to compensate for our losses?"

He Zheng mocked: "I don't believe that if your goods were placed in our warehouse and burned, you wouldn't make us pay. Aren't you just relying on being a state-run unit?"

"You are unreasonable!" Xiao Du said angrily.

Tianzhen hurriedly smoothed things over: "It was a close call tonight, everyone stop arguing and go to sleep. We still have all sorts of things to do."

He Zheng was afraid of making things difficult for Qin Tianzhen, as she was, after all, a member of the Northern Company.

He pulled Tianzhen and returned to his room.

He Yuzhu had just lain down wanting to sleep, but he felt there was one thing he couldn't let go of—the matter regarding Liu Ye.

Since Liu Ye had sent these people over, he must still be waiting for news.

If he knew that this group had been wiped out, even if he didn't run, he would think of other ways to deal with him.

Rather than that, it would be better to finish the job once and for all and take care of Liu Ye.

He Yuzhu followed the address Nikolai had given him and went straight to find Liu Ye's location.

He knew that the place where Liu Ye lived was not actually a residential area, but an office area.

Liu Ye's Russian wife was an official and lived in government-allocated housing.

Liu Ye found it inconvenient, so he set up a large room in his own company's office building and often lived there with his female Secretary.

That Secretary was a young Russian beauty named Laura.

He Yuzhu rode the motorcycle straight to that company, still wearing the combat uniform of that group.

After riding for nearly an hour, he arrived at this factory of Liu Ye's.

Liu Ye's place was quite large, covering several hundred mu, containing both warehouses and factory buildings for food processing.

He was in no hurry to find Liu Ye.

In any case, this person was no good, so he would just collect the valuable items in the courtyard directly.

He Yuzhu carefully inspected the courtyard and discovered that this was a factory for baked goods, and the equipment was quite advanced.

Without a second word, he collected it all.

He went to the Warehouse to take a look, and there was quite a lot of stock.

To put it plainly, Liu Ye was just a broker. When Chinese people came here to do business and encountered goods that sold well, he would acquire them at an extremely low price and then resell them using his own connections. Over the years, he had made a lot of money relying on this.

He Yuzhu checked his seven or eight warehouses, and they were packed full of goods sent from China.

One of the warehouses was specifically for storing alcohol, with all kinds of low-to-mid-range spirits available.

He took it all in one go.

After finishing this, the sky was almost bright.

He had also figured out the ropes here.

Beside an office building, guards were keeping a very strict watch, and there were quite a few Bodyguards patrolling back and forth.

It seemed this grandson also knew he had offended the He Family this time and feared retaliation, so he had tightened security.

Taking advantage of the night, He Yuzhu quietly took care of all the surrounding Bodyguards.

He grabbed a Chinese Bodyguard and asked a few questions.

At first, the man was stubborn, but after He Yuzhu applied a little pressure, the other party confessed: Liu Ye hadn't slept at all tonight and had been staying in his office waiting for news.

He Yuzhu put this person into his space and walked straight toward Liu Ye's office.

Just as he reached the door, two Bodyguards rushed over.

He Yuzhu moved extremely fast, knocking both of them unconscious in a few moves and putting them into his space.

He pushed the door open and saw a Chinese man in his fifties sitting in a chair drinking tea.

The man was tall and sturdy, with a square face and quite sharp eyes.

Upon seeing He Yuzhu, the man was startled at first, then sized up his attire and asked in Russian, "Did the operation succeed?"

He Yuzhu replied in Chinese, "Very successfully."

As soon as Liu Ye heard this, he knew that group of people wasn't coming back.

He reached out to pull the drawer.

He Yuzhu lunged forward and dislocated both of his arms in one go.

Liu Ye still wanted to shout, but He Yuzhu pulled out a knife and held it against his throat: "Let's have a good talk. I just want to know why you are targeting me."

Liu Ye said tremblingly, "I'm willing to talk, I'm willing to talk."

He Yuzhu put down the knife and pulled off his mask.

As soon as Liu Ye saw him, he blurted out, "You are He Yuzhu!"

He Yuzhu was a bit surprised: "You know me?"

Seeing he had let it slip, Liu Ye simply told the truth: "In the winter of 1956, a group of us went to He Ji Restaurant to eat, didn't pay, and were beaten by you. You threw us into an ice hole in the middle of winter!"

He Yuzhu laughed: "Just for this little thing? It's been nearly thirty years, and you still burned down my company's Warehouse?"

Liu Ye hurriedly said, "Burning the Warehouse was something Cheng Shao asked me to find people to do. I didn't want to agree at first; you can ask around, I help those from China whenever I can. But the one who asked me to do the job was a good brother of mine, so I did it."

He Yuzhu sneered: "I don't think you're telling the truth. But you're not very bright; just based on the fact that you know me, you knew that the person behind the cargo owner was me. You really hold a grudge. You were a hoodlum when you were young, and you still are now that you're old."

Liu Ye still wanted to explain, but seeing He Yuzhu's eyes, he knew he had no way out.

He gave a bitter smile: "I really didn't expect that after living abroad for so many years and thinking I'd seen the world, I still couldn't beat you! I admit defeat!"