Chen Yu's heart tightened and he quickly followed the traces of the fight upwards.
On the other side of the mountain, several killers in black suits were chasing Yan Roujin. Huang Ping had suffered several injuries and was still struggling with these people.
Bang, the last bodyguard fell to the ground, Huang Ping punched an enemy away, but his shoulder was cold, and a sword passed through his shoulder.
Huang Ping groaned and took two steps back, and the remaining four killers immediately surrounded him.
"Who are you? Li Chen of our Yan family has recognized his master. The Yan family has dismissed its warriors and withdrawn from the world. Why are you still forcing each other so hard?" Yan Roujin said sternly.
"Yan Roujin, someone wants your life, it doesn't matter whether you retreat or not." A killer stepped forward and said sadly.
"I have never made enemies with anyone. Who would send you to kill me?" Yan Roujin looked stern.
"Want to know? Ask the King of Hell." The killer sneered.
"Miss, please retreat quickly. I'm blocking them. Rescue from the Xuanwu Tea House will be here soon." Huang Ping raised his spirits and stood in front of Yan Roujin. He was truly loyal to the Yan family.
"Haha, I'm afraid the rescue from the Xuanwu Teahouse won't come, so just give up today." The killer chuckled, and he strode forward, sealing the sword in his hand forward, and was about to kill Huang Ping.
Suddenly, a sword energy suddenly hit him from behind. Almost instantly, the sword energy turned into a monstrous murderous intent. The killer was startled and turned around suddenly.
The moment he turned around, a ray of sword light flashed past. The bodies of the four killers suddenly froze and stood motionless on the spot. At the same time, a tree as thick as a bowl behind them broke apart with a click.
The four killers stood in a daze, with a look of horror in their eyes. Then a blood mark appeared on the necks of the four of them. Their bodies tilted and they fell straight to the ground.
Chen Yu retracted his right hand and Li Chen disappeared in his hand. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Is everything okay?"
"Chen Yu..." Seeing Chen Yu coming over, Yan Roujin's spirit relaxed, and her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Chen Yu quickly supported her, placing his right hand on her body to bring some vitality to her.
"Thank you, I'm fine. This is the third time you've saved me." Yan Roujin said quietly, half leaning on Chen Yu.
"Your Yan family has protected Li Chen for hundreds of years, and now you have finally completed your mission. Now it's my turn to protect you." Chen Yu smiled, turned around and said, "Uncle Huang, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I suffered a little injury." Huang Ping smiled nonchalantly and said, "Thanks to Mr. Chen for coming in time."
"To stop bleeding." Chen Yu threw him a bottle of medicine and said, "Where are these people from?"
"I don't know." Yan Roujin shook her head: "Li Chen has recognized his master. Our Yan family will follow the ancestral precepts and no longer interfere in the affairs of the world. I really can't think of anyone who would go to such trouble to kill me."
"Let's go back first." Chen Yu pondered for a moment and said, "This matter must be investigated clearly, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
"Yes." Yan Rou nodded, and Chen Yu helped her stand up.
"Roujin, are you okay?" At this moment, Zhu Hongxue hurried over with a group of people.
"I'm fine, Sister Xue, please run over." Yan Roujin smiled.
"I rushed over as soon as I got the news. I didn't expect it was too late. Fortunately, you were fine. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known how to explain it to my adoptive father." Zhu Hongxue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was fine.
"Thanks to Mr. Chen this time." Yan Rou said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Zhu Hongxue glanced at Chen Yu, with something strange flashing in her eyes.
"You're welcome, it has nothing to do with you that I save her." Chen Yu glanced at Zhu Hongxue: "It's you, it seems that the people brought this time are not from the Xuanwu Tea House."
Yan Roujin glanced at the six followers behind Zhu Hongxue. None of these six people were disciples of the Xuanwu Tea House, and their expressions were as gloomy as water, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Chen Yu, what do you mean?" Zhu Hongxue was angry. She and Chen Yu had never dealt with each other.
"You know what I mean." Chen Yu smiled: "Zhu Hongxue, if I am right, you have always wanted to take over the Xuanwu Tea House and become the real owner of the tea house."
"What are you talking about?" Zhu Hongxue's expression changed slightly.
"I'm just telling the truth. You don't need to be so excited." Chen Yu looked at Zhu Hongxue playfully: "But if I guess correctly, your adoptive father intends to leave the Xuanwu Tea Society to Roujin."
"Chen Yu, there are some things I must remind you." The expression on Zhu Hongxue's face gradually turned cold, and the killing intent in her eyes was not concealed at all.
"Well, you want to remind me not to meddle in other people's business, right?" Chen Yu smiled.
"You know, there are really too many." Zhu Hongxue suddenly pressed her right hand slightly: "Kill without mercy."
Chen Yu suddenly hugged Yan Roujin and rolled to one side quickly. Almost at the same time, there was a muffled sound on the top of the mountain in the distance.
Bang, the position where Chen Yu was standing just now was hit by a sniper bullet.
At the same time, the six people behind Zhu Hongxue stepped forward together, with a dagger in their hands. The five of them were well-trained killers. They stepped forward suddenly and greeted Chen Yu.
Zhu Hongxue left indifferently. She felt that there was no need to see the results of the battle. Chen Yu and Yan Roujin would die.
"Lie down." Chen Yu jumped up, moved his hands, made two squeaking sounds, and the silver needle came out.
The two killers at the front fell to the ground. Chen Yu picked up a dagger in his backhand and drew forward with the sword, killing another one.
Suddenly, his scalp exploded, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. It was obvious that the sniper on the other hill had already targeted him.
Chen Yu jumped up suddenly and rolled on the spot.
Boom... another dull gunshot sounded, and a splash of blood spattered on Chen Yu's shoulder.
Chen Yu fell to the ground. The shot just now grazed his shoulder. Fortunately, he only suffered some superficial injuries. But there was a killer in front of him and a hidden gun on the mountain. How could he still play this?
While he was talking, another killer came over with a knife. Chen Yu punched him until his internal organs were displaced, and then he jumped up.
On another hilltop, a well-hidden gunman was holding a gun and aiming at Chen Yu. This was a blond and blue-eyed foreigner who retired from a foreign special forces team. He was a sniper by profession and had accurate marksmanship.
He locked onto Chen Yu's head during the fight, showed a cruel smile, and was about to pull the trigger as soon as he moved his right hand.
Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he quickly put away his gun and stood up. His professional instinct made him feel that danger was approaching.
But he was still a step too late. A figure jumped up, and the dagger in his hand accurately cut his throat. A splash of blood spattered, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.