Chapter 1138: Cause

"It's hard to say. Let's ask Li Zhangjun first and see what exactly that key in the safe is," Ning Ruoxue said. "I am confident I can help him win this lawsuit, but I can't risk my Life for it."

"Let's go find him now," Chen Yu said calmly. "Even if you wanted to withdraw now, I'm afraid it's too late. The other party is a ruthless person."

"En," Ning Ruoxue nodded. "He is currently staying in a villa in the suburbs. Let's go over and take a look."

The two got into the car and drove toward the suburbs.

Meanwhile, in the suburban villa, a middle-aged man was shirtless and bound tightly with ropes.

Beside him were a pair of scantily clad twin sisters; the two sisters were also bound, with cotton cloth stuffed in their mouths, their faces full of terror.

The middle-aged man was Li Zhangjun, the current person in charge of Changkang Group, and sitting in front of him was a man with a fierce look on his face.

"Li Zhangjun, are you going to draft the agreement to voluntarily waive your inheritance or not?" The man with the fierce look toyed with a Dagger in his hand and said calmly, "Draft the agreement, and I'll let you go immediately."

"Da Fei... you, you are my brother's man, and we can be considered acquaintances. Just let me go this once, or tell me how much Li Zhangan gave you, and I will pay double—no, triple. How about that?" Li Zhangjun was trembling with fear, but he still couldn't bring himself to give up his inheritance rights.

Because he knew that the key was also among the inheritance, and the things kept inside were not ordinary items.

"What kind of person do you take me for? I've been with your brother for over a dozen years. Do you think I would betray him for money?" Da Fei sneered. "Write the agreement, and I'll let you go immediately. Li Zhangjun, those things are not something you can touch."

"But he left home long ago, and the will clearly states that everything is to be handed over to me," Li Zhangjun pleaded. "This thing is very important to me. I beg you, Da Fei, just name your price."

"You should know what kind of person your brother is, right?" Da Fei said with a chuckle. "Overseas, he is a king. For a little money like yours, I'd have to pay with my own Life—this deal is not worth it no matter how you calculate it. If you want to blame someone, blame your own bad luck for having such an older brother."

"Da Fei, I beg you..." Li Zhangjun was making a final effort.

Suddenly, Da Fei's right hand moved, and with a *whoosh*, the Dagger in his hand flew out, precisely slicing off one of Li Zhangjun's ears.

Li Zhangjun screamed hysterically. Holding his blood-dripping ear, he shrieked, "Stop hitting me, I'll draft it! I'll draft the agreement right now!"

"Wouldn't it have been easier to do this earlier? Why bother?" Da Fei grinned. He stood up, took out paper and a pen, and placed them in front of Li Zhangjun.

"I—if I write this agreement, can you let me go?" Li Zhangjun pleaded in a low voice. In truth, he knew clearly that even if he wrote the agreement, Da Fei would never let him go; he knew his own brother's character well.

More than twenty years ago, Li Zhangan had a falling out with their father and went overseas to establish his own business. In the turbulent regions abroad, he relied on his ruthlessness to gain his own power and founded a mercenary company.

Now that the time to inherit the estate had come, the key his father left behind had become the object of his struggle.

Originally, the other party had been following proper judicial procedures to seize the key, but Ning Ruoxue's intervention made his lawsuit hopeless, so Li Zhangan resorted to direct force, even intending to kill Ning Ruoxue along with him.

He understood that even if he cooperated and signed this agreement, his brother still wouldn't let him go.

"Cut the crap. Either I give you a quick end, or you sign this agreement. If I were you, I'd choose to die quickly." Da Fei grinned, staring at Li Zhangjun.

Li Zhangjun held the pen, trembling, unable to write a single word.

Just then, with a *bang*, the door was kicked open from the outside. Ning Ruoxue said sternly, "Li Zhangjun, what else are you hiding from me? This is definitely not a simple family property dispute. What else have you not told me?"

The atmosphere in the room froze in an instant. Ning Ruoxue also saw the scene inside; she suddenly shut her mouth and then froze on the spot.

Chen Yu stood behind her, staring at the people in the room, and then silently shielded Ning Ruoxue behind him.

"Lawyer... Lawyer Ning, save me," Li Zhangjun said, trembling. His hands were shaking slightly; he was terrified to the extreme now.

The several men behind Da Fei had already reached for their waists. The atmosphere at the scene was tense to the breaking point; a great battle was inevitably about to erupt.

"Before I make a move, is there anyone who wants to leave?" Chen Yu raised his head and said slowly.

Suddenly, Da Fei made a cutting motion with his hand. The three killers behind him abruptly drew guns from their waists and fired several shots at Chen Yu—*bang, bang, bang*.

Chen Yu grabbed at the void with his right hand, and a layer of Original Power condensed into a shield; all the bullets were blocked by the shield.

In fact, with his strength, he didn't need to move at all; the bullets couldn't hurt him.

He only did this because he was afraid that Ning Ruoxue behind him would be accidentally hit by the bullets.

Soon, the bullets in the men's guns ran out, and they quickly changed magazines.

But Chen Yu no longer gave them the chance. With a wave of his hand, three leaves from a bonsai floated into the void. Following a massive surge of Primordial Qi, with several *chi* sounds, the three leaves flew out from his hand like sharp arrows, accurately slicing across the killers' necks.

The three bodies stiffened and fell to the ground with a *thud*. Blood flowed from their necks, their faces full of disbelief even in death.

These people were mercenaries from overseas who had killed countless others and had extremely rich combat experience. They probably never realized until their deaths why they had died at Chen Yu's hands for no apparent reason.

Da Fei stared fixedly at Chen Yu. Suddenly, he reached for his waist with both hands, and two military daggers appeared in his hands. He brandished the daggers, leaped up, and quickly attacked Chen Yu.

Da Fei was also a well-known figure among overseas mercenaries. The military daggers in his hands were custom-made, with barbs on them, and he didn't know how many lives he had taken with them.

A cold light flashed, and Da Fei was already in front of Chen Yu. He thrust the daggers in his hands, aiming straight for Chen Yu's throat.

Suddenly, his body stiffened. The air around him seemed to have solidified in that instant. He stood blankly on the spot, unable to move a muscle except for his eyes.

"Not bad skills, interesting." Chen Yu smiled slightly. It had been a long time since he had engaged in close-quarters combat. He curled his right hand slightly, and the two military daggers in Da Fei's hands flew out of his grip.