Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 150 - 150 150 I Can't Help You

150: Chapter 150 I Can’t Help You 150: Chapter 150 I Can’t Help You Although Ouyang Xiu was also nineteen years old, he had previously spent his days idly, chasing girls without a care.

But now that his father had died, he suddenly found himself at a loss, not knowing what to do.

He was filled with regret for not understanding anything before.

It was only now that he remembered the words his father had once said to him.

His father had deposited money into the bank account he’d given him, instructing him to take good care of his younger brother.

At the time, he had thought the old man was just being sentimental and hadn’t really listened, just laughed it off.

Now, it seemed that the old man had foreseen what was to come.

Ouyang Hong’s death should not have been a problem; after all, Ouyang Xiu still had property, and there was a substantial amount of money in his bank account.

But within a few days, he discovered that the money in his bank account had been frozen.

It was a card that his father had set up exclusively for him, which was not supposed to be traceable by ordinary people, but it had still been frozen.

Ouyang Xiu knew that his father and his uncle, Ouyang Ke, had a strained relationship, but that didn’t affect his relationship with them, and he often hung out with Ouyang Xing.

Ouyang Xing, the son of Ouyang Ke, was not as naive as Ouyang Xiu.

A schemer at heart, he appeared to have a good relationship with Ouyang Xiu but was always using him.

It was Ouyang Xiu who had inadvertently revealed his bank card information to Ouyang Xing.

After his father’s death in a car accident, Ouyang Xiu wanted some help with certain matters and sought out Ouyang Xing, only to discover that he was in fact reveling with his father.

Furthermore, the police did not get involved in the investigation of his father’s death, merely going through the motions.

The funeral arrangements for Ouyang Hong were simple and sparsely attended, with only Ouyang Hong’s old subordinates coming to pay their respects; nobody else showed up.

Just after Ouyang Hong’s funeral, as Ouyang Xiu was walking on the street, a car suddenly rushed towards him.

Fortunately, he had been forced to practice martial arts by his father in the past and quickly dodged to the side.

The car smashed into a large tree on the side, and both the vehicle and the driver were destroyed.

Ouyang Xiu didn’t believe this was just a coincidence.

He began to feel a sense of crisis and understood why his father had told him to protect his brother.

From that moment, he began to grow up, to develop a sense of responsibility.

After finding his brother, the two of them quickly went home.

But by the time they got there, someone had already broken in, claiming to be from a second-hand property agency, saying that the house they were living in had been sold.

Considering what had happened to him, Ouyang Xiu finally realized that someone was framing him and that his father’s death might have been deliberate.

He investigated everyone he could think of and eventually focused his suspicion on his uncle, Ouyang Ke, as he had the most motive.

With little money left, he decided to use what he had to look into it.

He had made acquaintance with quite a few sons of noble families in the past, hoping to use these connections to investigate.

But before he could even begin, people found them.

One evening, as the two brothers were walking on the street, five men armed with knives attempted to take them down without a word.

Thankfully, with his quick reflexes, Ouyang Xiu knocked one down and, grabbing his brother, fled.

Now, the two trusted no one.

They discarded their cell phones, disguised themselves with makeup, and wore ragged clothes, completely unlike the young gentlemen they once were.

Ouyang Xiu wanted to confront Ouyang Ke directly during the day, thinking that he might hesitate in broad daylight.

But he couldn’t even get past the company’s front door, which was guarded by new security staff.

Seeing this, he hastily left.

At his wit’s end, Ouyang Xiu finally remembered Xiang Yu.

He got Xiang Yu’s phone number from the black market, then gathered the courage to make the call.

He hesitated when making the call because he didn’t know Xiang Yu very well and worried that Xiang Yu might betray him, handing him over to Ouyang Ke.

If that happened, he would truly be finished.

Ouyang Xiu shared his experiences, tears swirling in his eyes, but he clenched his teeth and didn’t let them fall.

Meanwhile, his younger brother, Ouyang Tian, was already sitting there, crying his eyes out, sobbing without being able to speak.

“Little Tian, don’t cry.

With me here, no one will bully you again,” Ouyang Xiu said, patting Ouyang Tian’s shoulder to comfort him.

Xiang Yu sat there eating peanuts, with no expression on his face, inscrutable to outsiders.

Ouyang Xiu felt some disappointment because Xiang Yu didn’t seem moved by his story, nor did he show any signs of cynical indignation.

He knew of Xiang Yu’s identity and his underworld background.

In his mind, such people were fierce and ferocious, ready to snarl and glare at a moment’s notice, but Xiang Yu was nothing like that.

“Is what you said true?” Xiang Yu asked, looking up at Ouyang Xiu.

Originally, Xiang Yu thought that despite Ouyang Ke being a haughty bastard, he was still a businessman.

The business world can be dark, but that was none of Xiang Yu’s concern.

But now, it seemed it wasn’t just the typical darkness of the business world.

“It’s all true.

I wouldn’t lie about any of it,” Ouyang Xiu affirmed.

“Aren’t you afraid that I might sell you out?” Xiang Yu asked Ouyang Xiu.

“I am, but I have no other options,” Ouyang Xiu’s eyes filled with determination.

“You should leave.

I can’t help you,” Xiang Yu suddenly stretched out on the sofa and said, “You have no money now, and there’s nothing in it for me if I help you.”

“If you help me find the murderer, I’m willing to give you all the family assets we recover,” Ouyang Xiu said, becoming anxious.

The brothers and friends he knew before were all hiding from his troubles now, and those who weren’t hiding were people he dared not approach.

He didn’t trust anyone at this point.

“I’m not interested in those things.

I can easily hand you over to Ouyang Ke, so leave before I change my mind,” Xiang Yu’s face became very serious.

Hearing these words from Xiang Yu, Ouyang Xiu completely lost hope.

It was just as well; he hadn’t held much hope to begin with.

Xiang Yu was his last card, and if he couldn’t get through to Xiang Yu, he planned to leave the place with his brother.

The power of the Ouyang family was only in this city.

If they left, they would be safe.

Two men wouldn’t starve, no matter what they did.

“Please, I beg you, save us…” At this moment, Ouyang Tian suddenly knelt on the floor, tears streaming down his face as he cried out loud.

“Little Tian, stand up.

We don’t need to beg anyone.

Trust me, I won’t let you suffer,” said Ouyang Xiu, seeing his brother’s tears.

His own eyes welled up, but he quickly wiped them away, not letting his brother see.

Xiang Yu continued to sit there, eating peanuts without saying a word.

His silence made his intentions clear; he wouldn’t interfere with their issue and suggested that the Ouyang brothers leave as soon as possible.

Ouyang Xiu had already grasped Xiang Yu’s intention and dragged his brother away.

He had plans in his heart—to leave the city, but he would definitely return.

His father’s death couldn’t go unavenged; he would personally take the life of the murderer…