Chapter 114 Half Dead
"Cheng Yun can't die."
Ning Che was awakened by the words and looked up. He was met with a pair of old but bright eyes.
"You are the one who is confused by the situation."
Butler Li squatted beside him, patted Ning Che's head, and said in a soothing voice: "If Cheng Yun dies, you are the only legal heir. His shares will automatically transfer to you at that time. They are not stupid. They will not take someone's life and get nothing."
"Go on."
Ning Che didn't understand the law, let alone the twists and turns involved. He only knew that Xu Jia was a mean-spirited person and would definitely not let him live!
The life-or-death survival rules of the demonic cult made him confused for a moment.
In this case, the shares are in Fu Chengyun's hands, which means he still has the capital to negotiate conditions.
Several people simply sat on the ground. Butler Li analyzed: "They want money. They won't act rashly before they get the shares."
"Cheng Yun is not stupid. He won't sign the equity transfer agreement easily. As long as he doesn't sign it, they won't kill him."
Ning Che sat up straight and looked at everyone, his eyes were red and swollen, but his gaze was firm.
It was as if the people who were crying and broken just now were all hallucinations.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he can turn the tables.
"It's right that he doesn't sign. If he doesn't sign, I will!"
Ning Che stood up and walked to the window while playing with his phone.
The cool evening breeze ruffled the hair on his forehead, taking away some of the fear caused by his heavy longing.
Ning Che said coldly, "The phone was left behind on purpose."
After thinking this through, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how dirty Xu Gadu is, as long as he is still greedy, it will be much easier to deal with.
Butler Li pressed on: "Then what should we do?"
"wait!"
The night was heavy, the sky dark and starless. It felt so oppressive that it seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
Ning Che quickly recalled all his men and asked Zhao Si to guard Fu Chengyun's phone with professional tracking equipment.
More than a dozen people held their breath, sitting or standing in the living room, guarding Ning Che in a radial formation. They all had serious expressions and waited for instructions without daring to relax.
At midnight, the clock struck twelve.
A buzzing sound broke the silence.
Without waiting for the person on the other side to speak, Ning Che threw out the bait first.
"If he doesn't sign, I will. All the shares will be transferred to you."
There was silence for a few seconds, and then a sneer came from the other end.
"Oh, the Lord is still so good at judging the situation."
"What are the conditions?"
Ning Che winked at Zhao Si and continued to delay time.
"I am at the mercy of others, what else can I ask for? I am willing to give up everything in exchange for Fu Chengyun's life."
"That's great. It's worth it that I've been fighting you for almost twenty years. Come back in an hour to sign the contract."
"Wait a moment."
Ning Che shouted into the phone,
"I want to sign next to Fu Chengyun."
"Don't I know what a piece of shit you are? If you sign this, we'll definitely kill you. Since you're definitely not going to survive, I'll change the terms."
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a few seconds, then burst into laughter.
"The one who knows me best is Che Che! How can I bear to kill you?"
"Why don't you just come with me? I don't mind you letting Fu Chengyun have all the fun, and you don't have to hate me for killing your man. Let's kill all the people with the surname Fu, take over their company and live a carefree life."
Ning Che slammed his fist on the table, his face looking so gloomy that ink seemed to be dripping out.
"Don't talk nonsense. I won't sign unless I see Fu Chengyun. If you don't believe me, let's try it."
There was a raging fire in his dark eyes, a raging rage that revealed his brutal intention to cut the person on the other end of the phone into pieces.
The other end seemed to sense something and started giggling.
"Okay, okay, since our Lord has spoken, we will obey."
After the call ended, Zhao Si also found out the address.
Ning Che immediately deployed it.
The bodyguards and Zhao Si guarded the perimeter. Li Zi posted the phone recording online, and Bai Yan mobilized all his men to rush over. The Rainbow Group searched nearby for a breakthrough.
Ning Che prepared to go into Fu Linyu's doghouse alone.
Everyone obeyed the order. Ning Che went upstairs to change his clothes, then went to the backyard to get a small metal gun and put it in his pocket.
After taking two steps, he felt uneasy and turned back to talk to Butler Li.
The little girl took advantage of his inattention and jumped into the car, quickly fastened the seat belt, and looked at Ning Che straight in the eye.
Before he could say anything, Butler Li came up and pulled her down. "Don't make trouble. Come down quickly."
The little girl hid against the car door, staring at Ning Che with wide eyes without saying a word. She only flashed the gleaming short blade from her sleeve.
He looked at her.
The indifferent little face was bright, its pupils gleaming in the darkness. Its calm demeanor was like that of a fledgling eagle on its first hunt.
Ning Che waved his hand.
"Grandpa, please go back."
He turned to the little girl and said, "I can't even protect myself, so you better think about it."
The little girl nodded, looking calm and without a trace of fear.
The driver disappeared, Green Hair was driving, and the other six members of the Rainbow Group were in the back seat.
The car was parked in a dilapidated building.
What meets the eye are gray-white broken walls, the ground underfoot is bumpy, and garbage and broken bricks can be seen everywhere.
It was an area that was forgotten by the government after the villages were relocated and residential areas were built.
Not to mention people, not even a stray dog could be found.
Fu Linyu really worked hard to avoid being tracked down.
Following the navigation, they arrived at the door of a dilapidated low building.
Ning Che kicked open the door to his apartment and walked up the stairs. The little girl followed him closely, not saying a word.
There was a slight noise coming from the room on the left side of the second floor, and then another kick.
The gate fell backwards.
The pungent smell of rust hit him. Fu Linyu stood behind the door with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a smile.
"Welcome, Lord."
The room was old and dilapidated, with yellowed walls and powder falling off slowly.
The living room was packed with people, all of them of substantial build. Fu Linyu stood among them, dressed neatly and casually.
It doesn't fit in with the dirt in the house.
"Do you have other strongholds?" Ning Che asked vigilantly.
"Then don't worry about it." Fu Linyu walked forward and raised his hand to hug his shoulders, but Ning Che dodged it.
He smiled brightly again. "Think about my suggestion. We've all done bad things since we were little, isn't it just to live a good life? It's not worth it for a man."
The greedy eyes were like blades, roaming over Ning Che, as if to peel off his clothes layer by layer.
"Where's Fu Chengyun?"
"Not dead~"
Fu Linyu licked the corner of his mouth and waved to his men.
A few muffled sounds came from the inner room, followed by a few suppressed sobs.
Ning Che reacted instantly and realized that it was the sound of a stick hitting flesh.
He rushed forward, grabbed Fu Linyu's neck, and said angrily: "Stop."
"You can ask me to stop, but withdraw your people first."
He stretched out his hand to grab the little girl's neck and grinned: "At most, you can keep this damn brat."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the girl fiercely. Five finger marks immediately appeared on her fair face.
Fu Linyu covered his wrist and yelled, "You bitch, how dare you hurt me!"
Ning Che raised his hand to block the little girl and slapped Fu Linyu in the face. "You think you can touch my daughter?"
The big man in the room spoke in time: "Second Young Master, everyone outside has retreated."
Fu Linyu touched the palm print on the side of his face and put his fingertips under his nose to smell.
"Mmm, it smells really good."
Then he spat out blood and stared at Ning Che with lustful eyes: "Open the door."
The door to the inner bedroom was opened from the inside, and the person in the middle of the room was curled up like a rag.
The suit was in tatters, with blood soaking the floor and fabric.
There were red and white patches, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.
The man raised his head with difficulty, his lips moving, and another dazzling red stream flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He was laughing, and it was so hard.
The sound was so faint that it was almost inaudible.
"Bao, Bei, Er"
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