Urban Supreme Evil Young Master

The night grew ever more profound.

At this moment, in a rather luxurious villa in the north suburb of Lin’an City.

Zhang Boyong sat alone inside the spacious villa, a cigar in his mouth, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the coffee table before him. His eyes flashed with a sharp glint, clearly waiting for something.

This house was purchased by him before leaving Lin’an City. Due to long-term vacancy, the furniture and decorations were still covered with white cloth, lending an additional eerie air to the vast empty villa at first glance.

However, Zhang Boyong paid no heed to such an eerie atmosphere. His current thoughts were fixated on obtaining what he wanted from the Victory Group, caring little for any other matters.

Humph!

At this moment, Zhang Boyong snorted coldly. He took a deep puff of the cigar, then spoke, exhaling dense smoke, ”Victory Group? Just wait, once I take down that Lu Yu, the market share of your cutting-edge technology products will eventually fall under our Risheng Group’s name!”

In his words, Zhang Boyong’s eyes gleamed with a chilling light, resembling a beast that devours without leaving a trace of bone, exuding danger everywhere.

Buzz!

Just as Zhang Boyong finished speaking, suddenly the sound of a car engine came from outside, grating sharply against the silent night.

Finally back!

Hearing the engine sound, a smile appeared on Zhang Boyong’s face. He immediately stood up, cigar in mouth, and walked towards the courtyard of the villa.

He slowly arrived at the courtyard to find his Mercedes S600 parked in the yard, and his son, Zhang Yaowei, was slowly getting out of the car.

”How did it go? Is Lu Yu dead?”

Seeing his son, Zhang Boyong spoke, his words tinged with urgency.

He was desperately eager to hear the news of Lu Yu’s death.

After all, once Lu Yu was dead, he could continue to orchestrate affairs between Leng Qingqiu and his son, thereby taking hold of Victory Group’s cutting-edge technology products.

”Fa-Father...”

Hearing Zhang Boyong’s words, Zhang Yaowei spoke, his voice trembling, stuttered words marked with extreme fear.

”Useless thing!”

Seeing the state of his son, Zhang Boyong cursed softly, raising his voice, ”It was only a final settlement, and you look this scared. I ask you, is Lu Yu dead?”

In his words, Zhang Boyong’s tone had grown impatient.

”What? Mr. Zhang, do you wish me dead so badly?”

As Zhang Boyong spoke, the rear door of the Mercedes S600 swung open instantly, and Lu Yu slowly stepped out, looking at Zhang Boyong, speaking with a smile-laden tone.

Seeing Lu Yu appear before him, Zhang Boyong could hardly believe his eyes. He stared at Lu Yu, his expression overwhelmed with shock.

”You’re-not dead?”

His words were full of disbelief. Never did he expect that, after dispatching four assassins, Lu Yu would still be standing before him.

”Of course, I’m not dead.”

Hearing Zhang Boyong’s words, Lu Yu smiled slightly, then said, ”You think sending four assassins could kill me? How naive!”

His eyes locked onto Zhang Boyong, the glint within carrying a hint of danger.

His words made Zhang Boyong’s heart skip a beat, his face revealing a shocking expression. He never imagined that four armed assassins could not take down one Lu Yu!

Just who is this Lu Yu in front of me!?

”What do you want?”

Hearing Lu Yu’s words, Zhang Boyong asked, his tension clear, the threat that Lu Yu posed after escaping four assassins starkly evident.

”What do I want?”

Lu Yu chuckled coldly, shaking his head, looking at Zhang Boyong, he spoke, ”I came just to tell you a simple truth, Mr. Zhang.”

Simple truth?

His heart skipped a beat, Zhang Boyong asked, ”What truth!?”

”This truth is quite simple, surely you’ve heard before!”

Saying this, Lu Yu raised his hand, pointing the gun at Zhang Yaowei by his side, speaking, ”This truth says, never provoke someone you cannot afford to provoke!”

His words carried a hint of killing intent.

Upon hearing Lu Yu, seeing the gun aimed at him, Zhang Yaowei’s soul nearly fled from fear. He looked at Lu Yu, pleading, ”No! No! Mr. Lu, it’s none of my business, don’t kill me, don’t kill me, it’s none of my business!”

”None of your business?”

Lu Yu sneered, speaking, ”From hiring to the final payment, you were at the scene. Now you tell me it’s none of your business?”

”Young Master Zhang Yaowei, you can’t blame anyone else for this. To blame, blame you and your father for picking the wrong fight!”

Having said that, Lu Yu didn’t hesitate, pulling the trigger directly!

Bang!

With a dull sound, in an instant, the gun in Lu Yu’s hand burst forth a golden flash, and the bullet tore through, shattering Zhang Yaowei’s head scene!

Thud!

The moment his head shattered, Zhang Yaowei’s body lost support and fell straight to the ground, making a heavy sound!

Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Boyong stood frozen.

Never did he imagine Lu Yu would act so decisively, shooting without delay, his son’s head shattered before his eyes!

Staring at Zhang Yaowei’s corpse on the ground, Zhang Boyong’s eyes were red with blood. Watching his son gunned down in front of him, the anguish was unbearable!

”Alright, Zhang Boyong.”

Looking at the slain Zhang Yaowei, Lu Yu chuckled coldly, now facing Zhang Boyong, he spoke coldly, ”Now, let’s talk about you hiring assassins to kill me, shall we?”

His words were indifferent as he twisted his wrist, aiming the dark barrel at Zhang Boyong, his eyes chillingly murderous!

Seeing Lu Yu aiming the gun at him, Zhang Boyong’s heart trembled, a chill surged inside him.