Chapter 752
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Chapter 752: Help Me Kill Someone!
When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned.
What did this mean? Why would Jeris, representing the Flochi Auction House, give Yang Yu a bank card?
Yang Yu turned around and handed the bank card to Qin Lang.
“How much money will we receive?” Yang Yu asked Jeris.
“It’s an astronomical figure… after deducting fees and taxes, there’s still 4.16 billion left!” Jeris said excitedly in a lowered voice.
“Oh, that’s enough then.” Yang Yu nodded, without much expression.
Jeris noticed Yang Yu’s demeanor and his gaze changed slightly.
Such an enormous sum would make most people excited to the point of fainting, not remain so calm.
And Yang Yu’s reaction precisely indicated that he might possess wealth far greater than this amount!
This client absolutely could not be offended! There would be many more opportunities for cooperation in the future!
Meanwhile, the surrounding crowd was dumbfounded.
Although Jeris had lowered his voice, the VIP room was exceptionally quiet, so everyone heard clearly.
4.16 billion and more!?
That number was just too large!
What kind of relationship did this young man have with the Flochi Auction?
Tang Cong and Lu Chuyue were also staring at Yang Yu.
Especially Tang Cong, whose eyes were wide open, filled with confusion.
“It seems you two are very curious, so I’ll tell you where this money came from,” Yang Yu smiled. “All the items in tonight’s supplementary auction came from me.”
Upon hearing this, the VIP room erupted in commotion!
That mysterious seller was actually Yang Yu, standing right before them!?
No wonder Jeris was so respectful toward him!
Tang Cong’s eyes bulged, his mind completely blank.
“Since we’ve received the money, let’s go,” Yang Yu said to Qin Lang beside him.
“Alright,” Qin Lang nodded.
Just as they turned to leave, Yang Yu remembered something and turned back to the still-stunned Tang Cong: “By the way, thanks for that 800 million, it was a big help. If it had been 200 million less, things would have been difficult.”
After saying this, Yang Yu patted Qin Lang’s shoulder, and they left the VIP room together.
Inside the VIP room, there was still dead silence.
Besides the income of over 4 billion, the observing crowd was more shocked by Yang Yu’s swagger as he left.
To humiliate Tang Cong like that in front of Lu Chuyue… and then just leave…
Both his courage and actions were those of a formidable person!
Yang Yu.
All fifteen or so people present remembered this name.
Meanwhile, Tang Cong was still staring blankly, frozen in place.
Just last night, he had heard his father say that the Qin family was finished, lacking a huge sum of money…
And today… Qin Lang left with over 4 billion.
Of which, 800 million was his contribution.
He understood everything now!
No wonder Qin Lang had been bidding against him—he himself was the beneficiary!
The more Tang Cong thought about it, the heavier his breathing became.
Thinking of Yang Yu’s arrogance, of his own humiliation in front of Lu Chuyue, of the Qin family being saved because of this…
“Poof!”
Tang Cong’s mixed emotions culminated in a mouthful of fresh blood before he fainted.
Lu Chuyue held Tang Cong in her arms, her face ashen.
“Miss Lu, do you need any help?” At this moment, the people nearby felt it wasn’t appropriate to just keep watching, so they cautiously asked.
“Get lost,” Lu Chuyue said coldly, as a yellow light emanated from her right hand, which she placed on Tang Cong’s chest.
Then, she carried Tang Cong and slowly walked toward the exit.
As she walked, she took out her phone and dialed a number.
“Uncle Liang, help me kill someone,” Lu Chuyue said with murderous intent in her eyes.
…
“Sister, our Qin family… is saved,” Qin Lang called Qin Yimo on their way out of the hall.
“…You sold it?” Qin Yimo asked, suppressing her excitement.
“Yes, a total of 4.16 billion!” Qin Lang said excitedly. “This amount is enough to fill the gap in our funding chain!”
“…Come back immediately, and give the phone to Yang Yu. I want to say a few words to him,” Qin Yimo said.
Yang Yu took the phone.
“Yang Yu, I know excessive thanks are meaningless… but I still want to thank you. Once I’ve handled the matters at hand, I’ll thank you in person. Also, we will definitely repay this money to you gradually…” Qin Yimo’s voice choked as she spoke.
She had faced too many difficulties these past few days, almost to the breaking point.
But at this moment, it was Yang Yu again who stepped in to help her resolve the crisis.
“This is what I promised your grandfather. You should accept it with peace of mind,” Yang Yu said calmly.
After hanging up, Qin Lang left with the bank card.
Yang Yu and Ye Shengxue then walked slowly home along the street.
Along the way, the two chatted casually.
After nearly forty minutes, they arrived at Dongtianlake, still about ten minutes away from home.
“Mr. Yang, I haven’t had the chance before… now I’d like to tell you about some things I saw in the Demon Cult during the time I was controlled… is that okay?” Ye Shengxue looked at Yang Yu and said softly.
“Of course… however, now is still not the time. Someone is coming for us,” Yang Yu said, turning around to look behind them.
Behind was a pedestrian path with no one currently on it.
Ye Shengxue frowned, about to ask.
But just then, she felt a bone-chilling wind sweep over her head!
“Whoosh!”
Looking up, Ye Shengxue saw a black-clad figure in mid-air, gripping a large axe, fiercely chopping downward!
Then, she felt a tremendous force push her away.
Yang Yu raised his right hand and directly caught the sharp axe as it came down!
“Bang!”
The sidewalk beneath his feet instantly collapsed!
