Chapter 65: Yang Chen Strikes Back

There were four opponents, all of them trained fighters armed with knives. Yang Chen naturally had to fight for his life, directing every single move at killing them without the slightest trace of mercy.

Yang Chen dodged a knife slash from the first assassin on the right, quickly drove the tip of his pen forcefully into the man’s neck, and pulled it back out. He then swiftly kicked over a display rack to block the two men on the left, before thrusting the pen into the neck of the second assassin on the right with the utmost speed.

At first, the two assassins on the right thought they were fine, but when blood began to gush from their necks, they realized the situation was grave.

They hurriedly covered their necks, instantly feeling a sense of breathlessness.

Yang Chen could easily have used the store shelves to maneuver around the remaining two assassins, but he chose not to do so. Worried that stepping away would leave Chen Xi exposed to those two men, he was determined to stand his ground to the very end and protect his woman from harm.

Whether Chen Xi was genuinely brave or simply loved Yang Chen enough to risk her life, she suddenly stood up, grabbed two cups of boiling water, and shouted, "Yang Chen, duck!"

Instinctively, Yang Chen shrank his head. In the next second, the two cups of boiling water in Chen Xi's hands splashed directly into the faces of the remaining two assassins.

Caught off guard and unable to dodge, the hot water scalded their faces. Taking advantage of the moment their eyes were closed in agony, Yang Chen lunged forward, drove the pen into their necks, and knocked them flying with a heavy elbow strike.

Those two assassins also rushed to clutch their necks, immediately gasping for air as breathing became difficult.

Chen Xi hurriedly ran over, inspecting Yang Chen up and down, front and back, to make sure he was uninjured. Only after confirming there was no blood on him did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who are they? Why do they want to kill you?" Chen Xi asked.

"They are South Koreans. Recently, the only people I've had a conflict with are GRM, causing them to lose hundreds of millions. They must be assassins sent by GRM," Yang Chen replied.

At that moment, the police arrived.

Seeing the scene inside the shop, they immediately called for an ambulance.

Yang Chen identified himself to the police officers. Supported by eyewitness testimony and surveillance footage, he only had to answer a few questions before his actions were officially classified as justifiable self-defense.

Upon receiving the news, several bank executives rushed over with dozens of people to greet Yang Chen and escort him safely back to his hotel.

"Given that the four of them dared to strike in a place like that, I'm certain someone must have coordinated their escape out of the country," Yang Chen remarked.

Zhao Kun quickly asked, "So you're saying they still have accomplices remaining in the country?"

Yang Chen nodded and replied, "That's a given! You all should head back for now. Tomorrow morning, find out if those four assassins survived."

Zhao Kun nodded and said, "Understood! We'll leave a dozen men stationed at the door, and we'll call you as soon as we get news in the morning."

Yang Chen nodded and saw Zhao Kun and the others off.

Early the next morning, Zhao Kun called Yang Chen.

"Director Yang, I've checked. All four of those men survived, but no matter what the police ask, they refuse to say a word," Zhao Kun reported.

"Make arrangements; I want to go see them," Yang Chen instructed.

"Alright! I'll arrange it right away and pick you up in a car shortly," Zhao Kun said.

Over an hour later, Zhao Kun accompanied Yang Chen to the hospital.

Several police officers stood guard outside the ward where the four assassins were recovering. After a brief exchange with the officers, Yang Chen and Zhao Kun entered the room.

Yang Chen looked at the assassin in bed number one and said, "Tell me, in your plan, how were you supposed to retreat after killing me?"

These assassins were professionals and would never betray their financial backer.

However, running into a supernatural anomaly like Yang Chen was simply their bad luck. They could choose to remain silent, but the moment they heard the question, they involuntarily began to think about their escape route.

Yang Chen’s expression gradually darkened as he asked, "Who is Zhang Hao?"

The assassin’s eyes widened in sudden terror, thinking to himself, "How does he know Zhang Hao arranged for us to escape to the Golden Triangle? Can he read minds? I mustn't think about who Zhang Hao is, or else he'll trace it back to President Hua."

President Hua?

The only recent adversary of Yang Chen with the surname Hua was Hua Jun.

Yang Chen turned and walked out of the ward. Zhao Kun quickly asked, "You didn't get any answers. Are we just leaving like this?"

Yang Chen smiled and replied, "They're professionals; they'd rather die than reveal who is backing them. Why should I waste any time on them? Send me back to the hotel, and then arrange transport to the airport for us."

Zhao Kun nodded and said, "Very well. As soon as there's any news here, I'll call you immediately."

"Thank you," Yang Chen said with a smile.

An hour later, Zhao Kun dropped Yang Chen and Chen Xi off at the airport.

After entering the departure lounge, Yang Chen dialed Chen Chao's number.

"Ah-Chao, prepare to short-sell Yihua Entertainment," Yang Chen ordered.

Chen Chao responded promptly, "Understood. I'll contact the brokerage firms immediately to borrow shares of Yihua Entertainment."

Yihua Entertainment was listed on the Growth Enterprise Market, with a total share capital of 2.8 billion shares, a current share price of 1.52, and a total market capitalization of 4.256 billion. Hua Jun alone held a combined total of 53.5% of the shares.

At a little past three in the afternoon, Yang Chen and Chen Xi returned to the investment department of Sihai Group.

Chen Chao hurried forward to greet them and reported on the situation with the brokerages.

"I've contacted all the brokerage firms I'm familiar with. Combined, they can lend out 460 million shares, which accounts for about 16.4% of the total share capital. Do you think this is enough?" Chen Chao asked.

Yang Chen nodded and replied, "It's enough! Finalize the arrangement with them immediately."

Chen Chao quickly complied, making calls one by one to confirm the borrowing of Yihua Entertainment shares with the brokerages.

Meanwhile, Hua Jun was on a phone call with GRM Chairman Park Jung-gook.

"President Hua can rest easy. They are professionals and will never betray us. I'm not afraid, so you certainly don't need to be," Park Jung-gook comforted him.

Hua Jun sighed and said, "I never expected him to be this formidable—taking on four men at once. Your people are utterly incompetent; they just made things worse."

Park Jung-gook sneered and replied, "He just got lucky. His luck this time doesn't mean he'll be lucky every single time."

"What do you mean? You still want to assassinate him?" Hua Jun asked.

Park Jung-gook answered instantly, "Of course. He cost me 100 million US dollars and over a dozen employees. There is a blood feud between us, and I will not rest until he is dead."

Hua Jun chuckled and said, "I see. Then keep it up, and I wish you success in your assassination."

At nine-thirty in the morning, the stock market opened.

The broader market flickered between red and green today, showing clear signs of stagnation right from the start.

For the first half-hour, Yihua Entertainment's stock price remained relatively stable, fluctuating within a margin of two cents.

When the clock struck ten-ten, Yihua Entertainment's share price suddenly took a sharp nose-dive, plunging rapidly downward from 1.50.

Noticing the abnormal movement in the stock price, the board secretary rushed over to report to Hua Jun.

Seeing the company's stock price plummet abruptly, Hua Jun panicked and asked, "What is going on? Why is it crashing all of a sudden? We don't have any negative news!"

The secretary immediately replied, "Could someone be deliberately shorting us?"