Chapter 2354: Chapter 2418: Forcing the Gate

At night, Li Yifei was searching for information about electric eels. However, it wasn’t just him, even Murong Yuanqing had never heard of such an electric eel living in the sea, able to grow over three meters long, and possessing some intelligence. When Li Yifei stabbed it with a dagger, it persistently chased after him.

It didn’t give up until it chased all the way to the shore. This was more than simple intelligence; especially since it could twist its body to avoid knife thrusts that could harm it.

Li Yifei even sought out a marine biologist and discussed the situation with him. The marine biologist shook his head, saying, "No, no, impossible. Electric eels can only live in freshwater. If it really exists, then it must be a new species, which is utterly unbelievable."

Li Yifei nodded, thanked him, and became even more determined to trouble the electric eel. Since the creature existed there and seemed to regard the coral reef as its territory—more accurately, protecting it—Li Yifei wanted even more to find out the truth.

With such a creature guarding it, the things there wouldn’t be ordinary. According to Li Yifei’s years of experience, that must be the case.

The next day, just as Li Yifei woke up, he heard a commotion downstairs. He walked to the window and saw the chubby chef brandishing a kitchen knife, gathering a group of people in front of the building. Li Yifei opened the window, and the sound became clearer. It was the chubby chef shouting for everyone to take up arms; someone dared to threaten Miss Hu, so they should grab their stuff and go cut them down!

Li Yifei frowned, realizing Hu Yu’er was in trouble, but the group’s actions were—too childish. At least take off that chef’s outfit before saying such things, and why are you holding a kitchen knife?

The people downstairs started shouting back and forth, even a few cleaning ladies grabbed brooms and rushed over, looking indignant. As for Hu Yu’er’s remaining subordinates and security, they stood in two neat rows, looking stern and standing straight. The chubby chef waved his knife and shouted, "How does Miss usually treat us?"

"Good!" they answered in unison.

The chubby chef shouted again, "Miss is in trouble; what should we do?"

"Beat them!"

"Fight them to the end!"

"Whoever comes, we attack!"

This time the voices were a bit uneven, but quickly became synchronized again, shouting together, "Kill, kill, kill!"

The chubby chef’s face showed satisfaction as he nodded repeatedly, saying, "So, everyone, you have ten minutes to prepare. You can call home, you can... wrap things up. In ten minutes, we’ll go rescue Miss!"

Li Yifei noticed that after the chubby chef said this, few people looked troubled; most turned serious as if they were really going to do it.

Knock, knock, knock, a knocking sound came. Li Yifei turned around and said, "Come in!"

It was Chen Junxiao who came in; the little girl had already woken up and started studying. Hearing the shouts outside, she worriedly came to find Li Yifei and walked in, saying, "Uncle, what’s happening outside?"

"It seems your Sister Hu is in some trouble," Li Yifei said.

"Then... what should we do?" Chen Junxiao immediately worried, and Li Yifei tidied her hair, smiling, "You just focus on your studies, I’ll handle this matter."

Hearing this, Chen Junxiao nodded heavily and said, "Uncle, you have to help Sister Hu."

"Don’t worry, everything will be fine, though it seems like you’ll have to manage breakfast on your own today since those people are too busy to cook," Li Yifei said.

Chen Junxiao quickly shook her head and said, "I don’t need to eat, as long as Sister Hu is okay."

"Alright, you go back to studying. I’ll change clothes and go take a look."

Chen Junxiao agreed, turned around, and walked out.

Li Yifei took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom, and prepared to take a shower and tidy up before going downstairs.

Meanwhile, as the chubby chef led twenty to thirty people aggressively to the door, ready to drive over to rescue Miss Hu, a line of cars suddenly appeared from a distance. Without exception, these cars were all from the provincial capital, about ten of them, all black, speeding over at a moderate pace.

The chubby chef and his group immediately stopped, clutching their weapons nervously. A person of considerable prestige among them spoke to everyone, "Spread out a bit; these people mean no good. But if they dare charge in, we’ll fight to the death!"

"Defend our home!" everyone shouted together.

Over a minute later, those cars arrived at the gate, and inside, the fat chef and others shut the door tightly, gripping their weapons and glaring through the iron gate.

The cars all stopped, and the front passenger door of the lead car opened. Out stepped a man wearing sunglasses and a suit, his polished shoes clicking as he walked a few steps to the gate. He first looked up, then removed his sunglasses, scanning the scene before speaking, "I’m giving you a chance. Now, immediately, open this damn gate!"

"Who the hell are you? Why should we open it for you?" The fat chef stood at the gate with a kitchen knife tucked into his waist, disdainfully raising his chin at the man.

"Fatty, I’ll remember you," the man said with a faint smile, pointing at the fat chef. Then he added, "I’m giving you one last chance, will you open the gate?"

"Open my ass, you scumbag! We’re not accepting guests today. Go back to where you came from. If you dare to step closer, don’t blame us for being unfriendly!" the fat chef shouted.

Inside the gate, everyone’s spirits surged, their faces menacingly glaring at the people and cars outside.

The person outside chuckled with indifference, saying, "Today, I will enter through this gate. Who dares to stop me?"

"I dare!"

"Damn you, getting all spoiled!" Everyone inside cursed together. They knew the visitors were no pushovers and tried to stop them if possible. If a fight broke out, they were likely to suffer losses. The key issue was that most of them were merely servants. The real enforcers were few, with most maintaining operations outside or being taken away by Hu Yu’er.

"Alright, alright, ha ha, with your arrogant stance, I’ll have a proper reckoning with you today!" The man laughed contemptuously.

"Screw you, you scumbag. Why don’t you try coming in!" The fat chef swiftly pulled out his kitchen knife, its blade glinting coldly in the sunlight. The knife was used for cooking, slicing vegetables and chopping bones with ease. If it struck a person, it would definitely be exceedingly sharp.

"Little Second, stop wasting words with them. Get on with it!" The rear window of the front car rolled down, revealing a deep voice. Judging by the sound, it seemed to be a middle-aged man. If someone stood nearby, they would see a middle-aged man, around forty with immaculately groomed hair, even with hair wax, wearing a shirt and tie, appearing like a businessman. However, a scar on his left cheek, a gunshot wound entering through the mouth and exiting by the cheek, indicated if it had been slightly off-angle, he might not be alive now.

Now with the scar, his left cheek looked somewhat twisted. While speaking, he looked towards the seat beside him, where someone else was sitting.

To the Hu Family, the person in the seat was entirely familiar, as it was Hu Yu’er, who had led people on business yesterday.

At this moment, a slap mark was on Hu Yu’er’s face, already swollen and reddened. When the middle-aged man glanced over, Hu Yu’er gritted her teeth, breathing somewhat heavily but remained silent.

"Miss Hu!" The man spoke again, in a softer tone, but with his scarred left face making his expressions seem ghastly. He then said, "Will you instruct them to open the gate, or shall my men drive straight through?"

"Do you think it will be so easy?" Hu Yu’er replied coldly.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a chuckle, saying, "No, no, I always succeed regardless. Whatever I desire, I get!"

"You’re overly confident!" Hu Yu’er retorted, turning her head away, eyes filled with some worry. But the situation was what it was, with the opposition being too powerful, offering limited choices. Whatever plans Hu Yu’er had thought of had proven ineffective, leaving them in their current predicament.

At this moment, Hu Yu’er was not too concerned about herself. She could give up what they wanted or endure it through gritted teeth. However, with Li Yifei and Chen Junxiao at home, these people storming in wouldn’t rest until their goal was reached. What would happen to them?

Thinking of this, Hu Yu’er’s brows furrowed with genuine anxiety. Especially now they were at the door, if Li Yifei saw this scene, he would surely take action, wouldn’t he? But once he did, wouldn’t it exacerbate the situation? The man beside her was too powerful, so despite Hu Yu’er’s resourcefulness, she was helpless.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, his eyes flashing as he looked at Hu Yu’er. He casually commented, "Don’t worry, little fox, you’ll willingly comply!"

"Words alone mean nothing. I don’t believe you’d dare brazenly invade the Hu Family!" Hu Yu’er retorted.

Outside, the young man impatiently walked to the gate, with unchecked arrogance. He snapped his fingers, and a fortified SUV started moving forward. It was clear they intended to ram the gate, changing the expressions of everyone inside. The fat chef let out a heavy snort, gripped the kitchen knife, and said, "Damn, ram it if you dare. Try pressing over me!"

"You think being fat means the car won’t go over?" the young man sneered arrogantly, "Fine, I’ll grant your wish. Did you hear that? This dead fatty said to run him over!"

"Brothers, Miss isn’t here today, but we must defend this home. I, Fatty, will be the first to disagree with these scumbags trying to force their way in!"