Chapter 942: Night Pursuit of the Motorcade

In the private room, several men were holding women and singing loudly; no one expected He Yuzhu to suddenly enter and strike, and the Bodyguards were unexpectedly unable to withstand a single blow.

Director Zhou shuddered all over, and the microphone in his hand hit the glass coffee table with a heavy "thud."

The assistant beside Lin Feng instantly recalled the warning from Yang Jing's Bodyguard just moments ago, and a stormy sea suddenly surged in his heart.

He hurriedly pushed away the woman in his arms and scrambled toward the restroom, wanting only to hide and save his life.

He Yuzhu's gaze swept across the room like a sharp blade, instantly locking onto the thin, withered old man, Lin Feng, who was cowering in the corner.

He strode forward, his five fingers like iron pincers cast from raw iron, gripping Lin Feng's neck tightly, his voice ice-cold and bone-chilling: "Where is Yang Jing?"

Lin Feng was so scared that he couldn't stop trembling, his upper and lower teeth chattering incessantly, "She, she is in the inner room discussing a script, really, she is right in the inner room..."

He Yuzhu didn't say another word and slammed a heavy punch into Lin Feng's lower abdomen.

Lin Feng let out a muffled groan and immediately curled up, rolling on the floor.

The remaining three didn't have time to call for help before they were all knocked unconscious by He Yuzhu and stored into his Personal Space.

Witnessing such mind-boggling methods from He Yuzhu, Lin Feng felt his hair stand on end.

People grow shrewd with age and horses grow slippery; he saw the situation clearly—having seen all these scenes just now, there was absolutely no way he would survive today.

Taking advantage of the moment He Yuzhu walked toward him, he suddenly reached out to pull the Dagger hidden on his leggings.

He Yuzhu had long since used Scanning to detect the weapons on the people in the private room; the moment the blade was about to be unsheathed, he raised his foot and kicked Lin Feng hard in the crotch.

Lin Feng immediately let out a heart-wrenching howl, clutching his lower body and rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

He Yuzhu grabbed him by the back of his collar like a chick and kicked the wooden door of the inner room hard.

"Bang—" With a sound, the entire wooden door fell off and crashed to the ground.

But the room behind the door was empty; there wasn't a single shadow of a person.

He Yuzhu looked at Lin Feng, "Where was Yang Jing taken? Speak properly, and I will give you a quick death; otherwise, I will have you thrown into a vat of boiling oil."

Knowing he could not escape death, Lin Feng sneered instead: "I don't know who you are, but I am clear that you will never leave me alive. To tell you the truth, Yang Jing was taken away by Keli. He is the son of a director of the Black Stone Group and has taken a fancy to Yang Jing. He traveled thousands of miles here just to get his hands on her, and by now, they have probably already entered the bridal chamber."

A cold, sinister smile curled the corners of He Yuzhu's mouth: "If that is truly the case, everyone involved in this matter, along with their families, will die. I have always been one to hold a grudge."

Lin Feng shouted out, "Disaster should not reach the family! How can you be so ruthless and exterminate everyone?"

He Yuzhu sneered: "You probably don't realize that the person Keli originally wanted to retaliate against was me... yet they despicably laid hands on those around me. Why should I pretend to be a soft-hearted saint? In this whole affair, you are the instigator and the accomplice; I will not let a single one of your family members go either."

Lin Feng was completely panicked, lying on the ground and begging bitterly: "I know I was wrong, please let my family go!"

"Too late."

Lin Feng hurriedly changed his tune, frantically blurting out key information: "Then let my little grandson go... Keli intends to take Yang Jing to Ningbo and plans to leave the country by cargo ship from there."

As soon as the words fell, He Yuzhu cleanly and decisively snapped his neck.

He activated the system Scanning again and discovered a staircase in the depths of the private room that led directly downstairs.

He Yuzhu did not linger and quickly walked down the stairs.

He walked to the entrance of the entertainment city and stuffed ten thousand yuan into the security guard's hand, "Did you see which way a few foreigners went?"

The security guard touched the money, discovered it was real, and said in a low voice: "Three cars, all full of yellow-haired men, they went north."

"Many thanks."

As soon as the words fell, He Yuzhu's cell phone rang suddenly, and Ma Rui's anxious voice came through the receiver: "Uncle, where are you now?"

"I am at the entrance of the Triumphal Arch Entertainment City, but Yang Jing has been taken away; I am going to chase them immediately."

On the other end of the line, Ma Rui's voice seemed to relax a little, "Great, Uncle, I am relieved now that you have arrived. The Bodyguards I arranged to protect Yang Jing in secret have detected the tracks of those foreigners and have been tailing them; the route is exactly the mountain road leading to Ningbo. If you drive, you are about half an hour behind their motorcade."

After hearing this, He Yuzhu felt reassured and comforted him: "Don't panic, Yang Jing will be fine; I will catch up to them very soon."

Ma Rui's throat choked up, suppressing a sob: "Uncle... I really dare not think about the consequences if something happens to her."

"Rest assured. I am here!" He Yuzhu didn't say much, but every word carried the weight of a thousand catties.

Hanging up the phone, he immediately dialed the number of the two tailing Bodyguards and asked for their real-time coordinates in a few sentences.

The next second, with a thought, the two tons of gold stored in his space vanished into thin air.

He Yuzhu also arrived at the place the Bodyguards' car had just passed through the space-time channel.

He quickly released a modified off-road vehicle, slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the vehicle shot out suddenly; before long, he saw the light of two taillights on the mountain road.

He dialed the Bodyguards' phone, "Pull over and let me pass."

The Bodyguards reacted very quickly, finding a slightly wider curve and immediately parking the car tightly against the mountain wall.

He Yuzhu's jeep brushed past their car body at high speed, the powerful airflow making their car doors tremble slightly.

In just five minutes, he saw three taillights in a row on the mountain road ahead, driving forward rapidly.

He Yuzhu gripped the steering wheel tightly, tailing them closely while rapidly calculating an interception plan in his mind.

In just a few seconds, a plan surged into his mind.

The terrain ahead was steep, with sheer cliffs on both sides.

He immediately pulled over, stored the off-road vehicle back into his space, climbed up the hillside, and moved forward under the cover of the mountain forest; before long, he had circled to the mountain road above the three off-road vehicles.

He activated his Space Ability to cut the mountain rock, causing a huge boulder hanging on the edge of the cliff to lose its support, needing only a slight external force to roll down.

He Yuzhu then placed a Micro-demolition Device behind the boulder.

With everything arranged, He Yuzhu quickly went down the mountain and crouched behind a rock on the side of the road, waiting quietly.

The moment Keli's three off-road vehicles drove past him, he moved his mind and directly stored the unconscious Yang Jing into his space, then pressed the Remote Control for the demolition.

After a faint, muffled sound, the boulder that had stood for hundreds of thousands of years collapsed from the top of the cliff with a roar.

The boulder, carrying countless fragments, rolled down the steep slope; rocks of all sizes smashed onto the road like a downpour, and the three off-road vehicles had nowhere to hide, only able to watch helplessly as the boulder crashed down in front of them.

After dealing with the motorcade, He Yuzhu dialed Ma Rui's phone, his tone returning to calm: "Ma Rui, Yang Jing is already in my hands; that group of people was crushed under the mountain road by falling rocks and won't be able to get out for a while."

Ma Rui on the other end of the line wept with joy, his voice thick with a nasal tone: "Uncle, with your help, I am truly fortunate."

"I am taking Yang Jing to Zhouzhuang; have all the Bodyguards go to Zhouzhuang..." He Yuzhu ordered in a deep voice.