Urban Peerless Expert-Chapter 91 - 111 If My Fellow Daoist Dies, I Won’t Die in Poverty _1

91: Chapter 111: If My Fellow Daoist Dies, I Won’t Die in Poverty _1

91 -111: If My Fellow Daoist Dies, I Won’t Die in Poverty _1

Lin Chen sneered coldly, not answering, and turned to walk towards Zhao Yiheng, who was leaning on a stone.

Luo Zhiruifeng struck with a palm.

Zhao Yiheng’s body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, but his eyes suddenly widened, going from confusion to clarity.

“Lin Chen!”

Zhao Yiheng recognized Lin Chen at a glance and instinctively shouted before he came back to his senses, his face grew anxious, and his heart sank upon surveying his surroundings.

His son’s wrist was bent in an eerie manner, his face filled with horror.

Gao Yong was half-sitting on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, looking both panicked and terrified, as if he had just seen a ghost.

It’s over!

His son had brought back a master from Yutian Sect, but they had still lost to Lin Chen.

His father and son were in grave danger tonight.

Zhao Yiheng was clear that Lin Chen had spared his life two days ago, not because of benevolence or fear of killing him, but because he wanted to wait for his son to return with reinforcements, in order to wipe them all out at once.

He had originally pinned his hopes on the Yutian Sect’s master to kill Lin Chen and save himself, but now, even that last hope had vanished.

“Mr.

Lin, what will it take for you to spare our lives, father and son?

Tell me, I agree to any condition.”

Lin Chen squatted in front of Zhao Yiheng and asked coldly, “Do you know Sun Ye, the deputy group leader of the City’s Enterprise Production Environment Rectification Supervision Team?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yiheng knew what was going on and replied without hesitation, “I asked him to help me rectify the Chuhe Group.

I can call him and get him to cancel the action and stop targeting Chuhe Group.”

As expected, it was Zhao Yiheng!

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

At least he had found the root of the problem, and it would be much easier to solve it.

“You want to ruin Chuhe Group?”

Zhao Yiheng had no more room to negotiate with Lin Chen and honestly replied, “I had Sun Ye target the Chuhe Group, creating the illusion that the Chuhe Group was about to go bankrupt due to production suspension and rectifications.

Meanwhile, I had Qian Bueyi lure other shareholders into selling their shares at a low price, so I might have the opportunity to acquire the Chu family’s shares.

Even if the Chu family was unwilling to sell, eating up the other shareholders’ shares would still enable Qian Bueyi to gain control and drive Jia Xue out…”

“Acquire shares?”

Lin Chen was secretly shocked.

This Zhao Yiheng was indeed a cunning financial fox.

This tactic of publicly suppressing and secretly acquiring would catch many off guard.

Lin Chen could largely guess the plot—forcing the enterprise to shut down, acquiring shares of the major shareholders, and even those of the Chu family—once he got what he wanted, he could easily resolve the Chuhe Group’s predicament and restore it to normal, but by then, the Chuhe Group and the Chu family would have no relation.

Very ruthless and effective.

Lin Chen asked a few more questions to clarify the details before finally standing up.

Zhao Yiheng said in horror, “Mr.

Lin, if you spare our lives, father and son, I will give you the entire Aotian Group!”

Lin Chen sneered coldly, ready to make his move, but Gao Yong suddenly spoke up, “Mr.

Lin, spare me once, and I will help you kill them and clean up the trouble after their deaths.”

Lin Chen looked sideways at Gao Yong, “Isn’t he your disciple?”

Gao Yong replied without hesitation, “Zhao Yiheng gave a large sum of money to the Yutian Sect, allowing his son to be accepted as my disciple.

In reality, my relationship with Zhao Musheng is based on money, not emotions.

You injured Zhao Yiheng and forced Zhao Musheng to come back, all for the sake of eradicating the roots and solving the problem once and for all.

So today, they are bound to die.

It makes no difference whether they die in your hands or mine.”

Lin Chen sneered, “Do you think I dare not kill them and need you to do it?”

Gao Yong quickly explained, “Of course Mr.

Lin won’t hesitate, but the Aotian Group has a significant reputation in the province, and Zhao Yiheng, as the Chairman, has good connections.

If he were suddenly killed, some follow-up trouble might be unavoidable.”

“I bear no grudge against Mr.

Lin, and today’s actions were solely due to Zhao Musheng’s requests.

I was unaware of Mr.

Lin’s identity.

Otherwise, even with eight times my courage, I would not dare go against Mr.

Lin.

After all, the Yutian Sect still exists today all because of Master Xue’s mercy in the past.

So, Mr.

Lin, spare my life, and I will never take any revenge action and dare not to.”

“Regardless of whether Mr.

Lin kills me or not, it will have no impact on the overall situation, but sparing my life could save Mr.

Lin a lot of trouble.”

Upon thinking it over, Lin Chen realized that Gao Yong was right.

Zhao Yiheng’s death would not be as insignificant as that of Li Liangwen and A Long’s bodyguards.

After all, the Aotian Group had considerable influence in the province.

If someone were to investigate the cause of death, it might indeed cause trouble for himself and Chu Jiaxue.

Zhao Yiheng’s body was not something Lai Yiliang could clean up and handle well.

Before Lin Chen could reply, Zhao Musheng on the ground cursed out loud, “Old Bastard, I can’t believe I called you Master!

You want to kill me with your own hands just to save your own life!

You are worse than pigs and dogs!”

Gao Yong’s face flushed red, as this was indeed an inhumane act, but in order to survive, he didn’t care anymore.

“You brought this upon yourselves by provoking Mr.

Lin.

Who else is to blame?

If you want to die, don’t drag me with you!”

Lin Chen stared at Gao Yong and said flatly, “I am willing to spare your life, but you’ve already attacked me today.”

Gao Yong’s face changed, and he clenched his teeth, a determined look in his eyes.

He stretched out his left hand, placed it on the stone next to him, and used his right fist to revitalize his arm.

He then fiercely slammed his left arm with his fist.