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Liu Family.

A group of bodyguards, ferocious like wolves and tigers, were surrounding and attacking Qin Yu.

He was human, not a god.

After taking down seven or eight men, Qin Yu felt his stamina was also rapidly depleting.

However, the arrogant and scornful gaze from Liu Zhixiong on the balcony spurred Qin Yu to burst forth with power once again. He had to seek justice for Yan Mingyu today, no matter what.

She was not only his boss but also his wife.

She was almost violated last night, and as her man, he would fight to his last breath to avenge her honor.

"He's almost at his limit. When the time comes, just break his limbs and leave him breathing!"

Liu Zhixiong had realized that Qin Yu was like a spent arrow.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked—his bodyguards, who he'd hired at great expense, were usually capable of taking on ten men each.

Yet in the face of such a numerical advantage, many had been felled by Qin Yu.

If this man were not eliminated today, he would become a great threat in the future.

Liu Zhixiong narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing through them.

"Ahh...."

The remaining dozen or so bodyguards, all bearing various degrees of injuries, roared upon hearing Liu Zhixiong's command and charged towards Qin Yu again.

"Bang, bang...."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Qin Yu clenched his fists and pounded heavily upon his own chest.

Hmm?

What does this mean?

The Liu Family's bodyguards looked at each other, puzzled by Qin Yu's action.

"Quick, move! He must be using a martial skill that can briefly boost his strength!"

The captain of the bodyguards, lying on the ground, cried out in a panic.

As the leader of these bodyguards, he certainly had superior combat skills and judgment than the rest.

"Heartbreak Technique!"

With blood-red eyes and hair unkempt and moving as if caught in a wind, Qin Yu looked every bit the wild beast unleashed.

The bodyguard captain was right.

He was using the "Seven Injuries Fist" taught to him by his grandfather, a technique of great power that could only be executed with the understanding of the hidden strength within.

When he was taught the technique, his grandfather had warned him to use the Seven Injuries Fist only as a last resort.

The fierceness of the technique was part of it, but the key aspect was that it injured not only the opponent but also oneself.

To put it simply, for every thousand points of damage he inflicted, he would sustain eight hundred—truly a form of self-mutilating combat.

Nevertheless, to demand justice for his woman, Qin Yu did not care about the consequences.

With a roar, his fists, brimming with formidable might, hit two of the guards before him.

Thud, thud....

After being struck, the two bodyguards stumbled backward, finally sitting down hard on the ground, vomiting black blood.

"Lung-Damage Technique!"

"Liver-Destroying Technique!"

"Hidden-Separation Technique!"

Qin Yu's punches were alternately fierce and flexible, straightforward and retracting, effectively doubling his combat strength in the moment.

Approaching the threshold of Huajin.

After the hidden strength, came Huajin, a level so high that such experts were extremely rare in today's society.

Bang, bang...

Ahh, ahh....

As sounds of flesh and bone colliding echoed, the Liu Family's bodyguards kept falling one by one.

"How can this be?"
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Deep wariness appeared in Liu Zhixiong's eyes as he rapidly darted his eyes around, pondering for a strategy.

At that moment,

outside the villa,

Squeak...

With the sound of brakes, several black business vehicles came to a stable stop.

"Miss Yan's order: if Brother Yu doesn't come out in half an hour, we'll storm in!"

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The leading A-level security guard glanced at his watch and said.

Twenty minutes had passed since Yan Mingyu had given the order.

"Yes!"

The remaining A-level security guards gripped their batons tightly, eyes fixated on the Liu Family's firmly shut gate.

Qin Yu was not only their role model, having risen from a security guard to become Yan Mingyu's personal bodyguard.

More importantly, Qin Yu's courage and zeal had deeply won them over.

Therefore, now in the company, everyone except Yan Mingyu respectfully addressed Qin Yu as "Brother Yu."

"Squeak..."

However, a minivan also stopped in the distance.

The door opened, and a large number of figures dressed in black ran towards the Liu Family villa's gate.

These were the reinforcements called by Liu Zhixiong; he didn't believe Qin Yu was invincible, and he was confident his strategy of overwhelming numbers would defeat him.

"It's from the Liu Family Security Company!"

"Quick, everyone get out, stop them!"

The leading A-level security guard hurriedly pushed the car door open and ran over with his men, "Hold it, your opponents are us!"

"Damn it, it's the Four Seas Corporation's men, fight!"

Soon, the Liu Family's backup security clashed with the A-level security from Four Seas Corporation.

In the yard.

Qin Yu's lips were smeared with blood, and his body swayed as if he were about to fall, the backlash from the Seven Injuries Fist was too strong, making him feel as if all his organs were about to burst.

However, after wiping the blood away, he stepped over the bodies of bodyguards scattered on the ground and steadily ascended the villa's steps.

"What's going on?"

Liu Zhixiong finally panicked.

Where were his reinforcements, and why was there no sign of them?

For his own security, he had specifically located the security company close to the villa, so that they could come quickly to his aid should anything happen.

Several minutes had passed, why hadn't anyone arrived?

Liu Zhixiong gritted his teeth, pulled out a gun from his bosom, and racked the slide. If Qin Yu dared to walk into this room, he would give him a bullet.

Bang bang....

Time ticked by, second by second.

Liu Zhixiong could clearly hear the beating of his own heart.

It had been at least twenty years since he had felt as nervous as he did at this moment.

It seemed as if Qin Yu wasn't human at all but, rather, a ferocious beast unleashed.

Squeak...

Finally, the sound of the door opening was heard.

A dark shadow flashed, and without hesitation, Liu Zhixiong pulled the trigger.

Bang bang...

"Go to hell for me!"

Liu Zhixiong, with a frantic expression, almost emptied his magazine in one breath.

The air was filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder.

However, upon a closer look, he realized that the figure lying on the ground was not Qin Yu, but simply a suit he had picked up from the sofa in the downstairs hall and tossed into the air as he opened the door.

Qin Yu was undoubtedly brave and daring, but he was no fool.

People like them cherished their lives dearly; besides having bodyguards, they usually carried guns.

As expected, the suit on the ground had been shot into a honeycomb by Liu Zhixiong.

"You... you..."

Liu Zhixiong's face was as unsightly as if he had swallowed a dead mouse, mouth slightly agape, finding it hard to breathe.

"That... calm down for a moment, however much Yan Mingyu pays you, I'll give you ten times more!"

Liu Zhixiong, intimidated by Qin Yu's bloodshot eyes, felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. However, he didn't give up hope and decided to try using Money Power.

"In your world, money is omnipotent. But not in mine!"

Qin Yu shook his finger and walked towards Liu Zhixiong at a measured pace.

"Don't mess around, you hear?"

Each of Qin Yu's steps seemed to tread on Liu Zhixiong's heart, accelerating his heartbeat and drying his tongue.

Damn it, this was just a stinking bodyguard, so why was the sense of oppression so intense?