Chapter 800: You Must Be Sensible of the Times

Immediately following this, Chen Yu's figure flashed and appeared outside the door. A sharp Sword Qi surged from the Li Chen in his hand, and accompanied by a burst of screams, seven or eight figures flew outward.

A rain of blood drifted through mid-air; all ten vicious mercenaries were cut down.

Yu Jianhe was startled. He had not expected Chen Yu to be so fierce. He turned his head and spun around to run, but just as he took a step, a chill came from behind him.

He saw Li Chen hovering in mid-air, only a few inches from his forehead. A powerful killing intent shrouded him on the spot; as long as he dared to move an inch, Li Chen could pierce through his head.

"Chen Yu, let's talk this over." Yu Jianhe raised both hands, and the gun in his hand slid to the ground.

"You are quite sensible of the times," Chen Yu sneered and walked forward: "Why did you betray us?"

"Because He Zhengye offered more. Chen Yu, you can ask me anything you want to know; as long as I know it, I will tell you," Yu Jianhe said nervously, holding his hands up.

"So cooperative?" Chen Yu looked at Yu Jianhe with some surprise; he felt this guy was being unreasonably cooperative.

"Because, I am sensible of the times," Yu Jianhe said, his fingers moving slightly.

This was a signal. The moment his fingers moved, a sniper rifle hidden in the dark went off with a bang.

This was the sound of a large-caliber lethal weapon. With a bullet of this caliber, a single shot could blow off half a person's head.

Unfortunately, while this lethal weapon was a threat to Chen Yu, it was not an absolute one. The moment the gun fired, Chen Yu shifted his figure and quickly dodged to the side.

Bang... One of Yu Jianhe's arms was completely blown apart. The powerful impact force sent his body flying back several meters. He screamed, looking at his right arm in disbelief; his entire right arm had been blown into minced meat.

The sniper hidden in the darkness held his breath. He had not expected to miss, and he had seen with his own eyes that the opponent had dodged his shot by sheer physical reaction.

He was a top-tier sniper; at this distance, it was impossible for him to miss.

But as a top-tier sniper and assassin, his moment of stunned silence lasted only an instant. He immediately continued his mission, but when he looked through his night-vision goggles to continue sniping Chen Yu, he found the view empty; he could no longer find a trace of Chen Yu.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling surged from his heart. As a top-tier assassin, his reaction was extremely swift. He discarded the gun in his hand, fiercely pulled out a pistol, quickly aimed at the person coming from behind, and fired without hesitation.

However, the opponent's figure flashed, and his shots quickly missed. He leaped up violently, wanting to flee backward; at any time, a sniper being closed in on was never a good thing.

But just as he leaped, a Dagger pressed against his throat. Then, the Dagger sliced lightly, a chill ran across his throat, and fresh blood sprayed out.

Zhan Hun appeared in the dark night. He looked at the enemy lying on the ground, wiped the blood-stained Dagger on him until it was clean, then grinned and disappeared into the darkness.

The battle here had already ended. Chen Yu stopped the bleeding for Yu Jianhe, temporarily saving his life.

"Who sent you?" Chen Yu asked.

"Heh, since you know, why bother asking?" Yu Jianhe's expression was miserable. He stared fixedly at Chen Yu: "What I didn't expect was that you and He Lingyun are actually mother and son. Heh, you two have so many similarities, yet I didn't notice."

"Why talk so much nonsense? We treated you well; why betray us?" Mu Xi walked up and said hatefully: "I knew you were a dog that couldn't be tamed; no matter how well we treated you, it was useless."

"So... in your eyes, I have always been a dog?" Yu Jianhe stared fixedly at Mu Xi: "So my betraying you was inevitable. Let's not blame each other."

"You betrayed my sister, yet why do I feel like we are the ones who wronged you?" Mu Xi was furious; she pulled out a pistol, intending to finish off Yu Jianhe.

"Mu Xi, stop." He Lingyun stepped forward to stop Mu Xi, her expression normal: "Let him go."

"Let him go?" Mu Xi looked at He Lingyun in disbelief: "Sister, have you gone crazy? This guy is one of He Zhengye's people. He has been scheming here for so long just to get your head."

"And didn't so many people from our He Family guard team die this time because of him? How can we let him go?"

"He is a cripple now, and he has blocked bullets for me, saving me from danger many times." He Lingyun's expression was complex; she glanced at Yu Jianhe and said: "Consider this time as me repaying him. Yu Jianhe, leave Shengjing starting today. Your mission failed, and He Zhengye won't let you off either."

"That is my business, it has nothing to do with you. Are you really going to let me go?" Yu Jianhe stared fixedly at He Lingyun, unable to believe it.

After all, he had intended to kill He Lingyun; one could say he was a major thorn in her side. If she let him go, was she not afraid of him making a comeback?

"Let's go." He Lingyun shook her head and turned to leave.

Chen Yu glanced at Yu Jianhe and discovered that a strand of death energy was already spreading between Yu Jianhe's brows; he likely would not live much longer.

"My mother is merciful and spared your life today. I also hope you don't be ungrateful. If you are sensible, find a way to leave Jing now; that might save your life." Chen Yu reminded him, then turned and followed He Lingyun and the others away.

Watching several cars drive over from the front, He Lingyun and the others got in. Only then did Yu Jianhe grit his teeth and stand up. He reached back, fished a syringe from one of the mercenaries, and gritting his teeth, injected it into his own body.

This injection was a potent hemostatic and painkiller. Mercenaries like these lived lives of licking blood from the blade abroad, so they all carried Life-Saving Medicine on them.

After the injection, Yu Jianhe's expression improved slightly, but his face remained pale from excessive blood loss.

Yu Jianhe steadied himself and stumbled back. Now that the police had been dispatched, they would arrive here soon.

But he had not gone far when a figure appeared in the darkness. This figure was wrapped from head to toe in a black robe, and in the night, his cold eyes were filled with murderous intent.

This person was none other than the Black-Robed Underworld Envoy, one of the Ten Great Underworld Envoys under the God Lord.

Yu Jianhe stopped abruptly. Looking at the Black-Robed Underworld Envoy before him, he stuttered: "Lord Underworld Envoy, our plan failed."

"Useless thing," the black robe said coldly: "You couldn't even handle this little matter; what use is there in keeping you?"

"Chen Yu is too powerful, I..."

Before Yu Jianhe could finish his sentence, with a 'pfft' sound, a sharp, thin spike pierced through his chest.