Kill Chen Liang

The young man held his gun and crept closer to the spot where Ye Feng and Chen Liang were. After the recent burst of continuous gunfire, he had very few bullets left, meaning he needed a single, decisive shot to hit his target. Meanwhile, Ye Feng held his breath, listening intently to the man's approach while slowly gripping the edges of the sofa with both hands.

As the young man closed in, raised his weapon, and prepared to fire toward Ye Feng, the sofa suddenly rose from the floor. It slammed down over the young man, trapping him underneath. At the same time, the hand holding the gun was firmly pinned down. Ye Feng immediately stepped hard on it, eliciting a pig-like screech from the man.

The dozen or so men who had burst in now made their move, rushing directly toward Ye Feng's location. Chu Yun and the others also charged out instantly. In a flash, Chu Yun's trio, along with Chen Liang's five bodyguards, were locked in a fierce battle against the dozen intruders. Ye Feng delivered a brutal kick to the fallen man's gun, thoroughly destroying it, and pressed down hard on the sofa to render the man beneath unconscious. He then hurried back to Chen Liang's side, helped him up, and guided him toward the bedroom.

Just at that moment, a masked man lunged forward, delivering a vicious palm strike straight toward Chen Liang's back. Ye Feng spun around and kicked the attacker away with a single blow. Seizing the moment, he quickly pushed Chen Liang into the bedroom and told him to call the police. Chen Liang's voice trembled as he asked, "Mr.-Mr. Ye, are-are we safe now? Will something unexpected happen?"

Seeing Chen Liang in such a state, Ye Feng completely understood. After all, for wealthy businessmen like him, courage tended to diminish as their net worth grew. Ye Feng offered a reassuring, faint smile. "President Chen, you don't need to worry at all. You just have to trust in our capabilities. Since we promised to ensure your safety, we will definitely fulfill it, even if it costs us our lives!"

Hearing such heroic words from Ye Feng, Chen Liang could not help feeling deeply moved. Having spent decades fighting his way through the corporate world, Chen Liang was deeply infected by Ye Feng's bold spirit at that moment. This was what true dedication and professionalism meant. "Alright, I trust Mr. Ye! I'll call the police station right now!"

Taking advantage of the time while Chen Liang was calling the police, Ye Feng thoroughly checked the bedroom and closed the windows to prevent anyone from breaking in directly through them. Finding everything secure, he told Chen Liang to rest for a moment. "President Chen, please take a brief rest."

"Mr. Ye, how could I possibly fall asleep right now? What is the situation outside?" Chen Liang asked anxiously, especially as he imagined how ruthless those men were. He couldn't help worrying about whether his own subordinates and the personnel from Xingfeng Security Company were in danger.

Noticing Chen Liang's genuine concern, Ye Feng realized the man still had a conscience and nodded. "Let me check." Walking over, Ye Feng looked through the peephole to observe the scene outside. In truth, seeing Ye Feng lead Chen Liang into the bedroom had allowed Chu Yun and the others to unleash their full strength without holding back.

Initially, the masked men had been somewhat unaccustomed to the sudden assault by Chu Yun's group and found themselves at a disadvantage. However, as they adapted to the rhythm of the battle and relied on their solid martial arts skills, the tide of the fight began to turn. Chu Yun and his team, who had previously held the upper hand, gradually began to struggle. Seeing this, Ye Feng secretly cursed in his heart as a bad omen.

At this point, if Chu Yun's trio were to employ their combined tactical formations, they could certainly protect themselves, but Chen Liang's five bodyguards would likely face a grim fate. Sure enough, one of Chen Liang's bodyguards took a direct palm strike to the chest, let out a muffled groan, collapsed to the floor, and spat blood.

A masked man prepared to deliver a finishing blow to the fallen, bleeding bodyguard, but Chu Yun suddenly intercepted him from the side. He grabbed the masked man's arm tightly and drove a direct fist straight into the attacker's waist. Startled, the masked man hastily counterattacked. Fist met palm, forcing both men to stumble back a few steps.

"Who on earth are you people? Why are you trying to assassinate President Chen?" Chu Yun demanded angrily. Naturally, the opponents had no intention of answering. The masked man lunged forward once more. Watching the situation unfold from inside, Ye Feng grew increasingly concerned. If this dragged on, even if they managed to hold out until the police arrived, the casualties would undoubtedly be heavy.

Chen Liang also noticed the trace of anxiety on Ye Feng's face and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Ye, what's the situation outside? Are they in grave danger? Should we go out there? Also, I just called the Public Security Bureau, and they said they are dispatching reinforcements right away!"

"We shouldn't go out for now. And if anyone needs to go out later, it will be me. You just stay safely inside the bedroom," Ye Feng replied calmly. Truthfully, he placed very little hope in the police; aside from being arrogant and fond of putting on airs, they usually loved to show up only after a problem had already been solved.

Hearing this, Chen Liang had no choice but to return to the bed and sit down. Meanwhile, Ye Feng continued to monitor the battle outside. Chu Yun and his companions were feeling more alarmed with every passing moment, especially since they now had to split their focus between protecting themselves and looking after Chen Liang's bodyguards. Wang An, lacking real combat experience, was having an even harder time.

On the other side, the masked men were growing increasingly aggressive. "Brothers! Finish them quickly! Once we kill Chen Liang, we can all live in luxury!" Damn it, as long as Chen Liang was dead, they would have an easy report to submit by tonight. The leader of these masked men was actually a trusted subordinate of Xi, who had deployed his most elite followers tonight in the belief that they could take Chen Liang down in one fell swoop and leave Dong far behind in the race.

Hearing their leader's words, the masked men seemed injected with adrenaline, instantly re-energized as they charged at Chu Yun's group once more with merciless, lethal strikes. Chu Yun and the others skillfully evaded the attacks while seizing every opportunity to retaliate with heavy punches.

Chen Liang's bodyguards indeed lacked sufficient strength; after a few rounds of assaults, three of them were knocked down, leaving only two struggling desperately. Wang An's situation was equally grim; lacking practical experience, he failed to capitalize on critical openings. Chu Yun and Liu Zhenhua were faring better, as both were seasoned veterans.

The living room was already in utter disarray, with sofa cushions and pillows scattered across the floor. Soon, Wang An found himself engaged with two masked men. Within a few exchanges, he took several heavy blows to the abdomen. Seeing Wang An knocked down, Chu Yun launched into a flying kick, sending Wang An's assailant flying. He then pulled the fallen Wang An back to his feet, and the two exchanged a brief glance. However, right at that moment, danger was creeping closer to Chu Yun step by step.