Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

He was truly grateful he had brought so many people with him, otherwise, he would not have been confident in taking her away.

Wu Qing stood behind Qiu Jun holding an umbrella, unable to believe what he had heard, he looked up. His hand clutching the umbrella tightened nervously, his lips pursed tightly, eyes cast down.

She was actually K! 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

No wonder he risked his life to come to Z country, whether for K or Yun Yue, it was just the same person.

"I am not interested. Whoever wants it can take it, just don’t forget you owe me a life," Yun Yue said nonchalantly with a smirk, her laughter mocking as she provocatively looked toward Qiu Jun.

Qiu Jun’s eyes narrowed slightly, his smile fading considerably. He said unhurriedly, "What if I know the whereabouts of your mother?"

Yun Yue’s expression changed, a chilling aura emanating from her, her eyes turned bloodshot as she glared at him menacingly, "What did you say?!"

"Your birth mother," Qiu Jun replied calmly, with a slight upturn of his lips, "How about that? You’ve always wanted to know, haven’t you? Marry me and return to M country, and I will tell you."

Xiao Feng’s face was dark with anger as he glared at Qiu Jun.

How shameless, he actually dared to covet Master Chen’s woman!

Xiao Feng spoke up, fearing she would be deceived by Qiu Jun, "Miss Yun, don’t be fooled by him. Your birth mother is already dead, how could he possibly know."

"Indeed, his words are the least trustworthy," Nan Jingchen also nodded in agreement, Yun Yue’s birth mother had long been dead, Qiu Jun was definitely lying to her.

Yun Yue slightly lowered her eyelashes, her eyelashes damp, her bangs hiding the depth of her gaze.

Her head throbbed in waves of pain, that feeling was coming again, this time more intense than ever, her face pale with pain, wishing she could smash her head against a rock.

"Miss Yun!"

"Yun Yue!"

As she squatted on the ground, futilely hitting her own head, her eyes bloodshot and terrifying, she emitted sounds of pain, and both of them panicked.

Qiu Jun’s face changed, and he took a few steps forward wanting to embrace her, but Xiao Feng quickly stepped in front of him, wary.

The three of them had no guns and were no match for the others, Qiu Jun’s intentions for Miss Yun were crystal clear, and he would absolutely not let her fall into Qiu Jun’s hands.

Qiu Jun stopped in his tracks, looking at her with concern. She was actually having such a reaction, she must have been backfiring.

He had not expected that just mentioning it would cause her such a reaction. He hoped she wouldn’t come around because if she did, it would do her no good.

"Damn it!" Nan Jingchen cursed under his breath, he had never seen her lose control like this, or rather, to go mad.

At this moment, Yun Yue’s head was in severe pain, scenes from her dreams appearing in her mind. The more she thought, the more painful her head became, as if it was about to explode.

Qiu Jun couldn’t bear to see her in such pain any longer. He signaled his men to immediately seize the two others.

They could no longer tend to Yun Yue, having to deal with these men first, yet they still shielded her behind them.

Both men had undergone special training, but they were outnumbered by the enemy and were soon captured after a short struggle.

At that moment, Nan Jingchen had only one thought—It’s over.

She had already fainted from the pain, hoping she could escape and then figure out how to save herself, but now, not just them, she was going to fall into Qiu Jun’s hands too.

If he were alone, he could detonate the bombs around them, but with Yun Yue there, he couldn’t risk killing her.

Only then did Qiu Jun slowly approach, crouching down to lift the person who had fainted from the pain.

Held in his arms, she curled up into a ball, exceptionally light. Her brows furrowed tightly, her face pale, and in such pain that even while unconscious, her body couldn’t help but convulse.

Wu Qing pressed his lips tightly together, and Young Master Qiu, who was always fastidious about cleanliness, unexpectedly bent down to pick up Miss Yun, who was soaked through and covered in mud from the ground.

Could it be that he had real feelings for Miss Yun?

For a moment, Wu Qing’s gaze became somewhat vacant. She was the assassin he had trained, he gave her the name Wu Qing because only those without emotion have no weaknesses, and only then can one’s heart be colder and one’s blade faster.

He had always thought he was a person cold and unfeeling, but now his eyes had changed, becoming soft and gentle, and his movements were extremely tender. This side of him was unfamiliar.

"Miss Yun! Let go of her, Master Chen won’t let you off!" Xiao Feng was completely panicked, desperately trying to break free from his restraints and was finally pressed to the ground.

Qiu Jun looked up, the softness from his eyes disappeared completely, replaced with a chilling and ruthless glare, the corners of his lips slightly lifted: "So you’re one of Xiao Chen’s men. Then bother to relay a message to Xiao Chen for me, I’m taking the girl. He is welcome to come play in the United States."

"Don’t beat him to death, just leave him alive."

After he spoke, he carried Miss Yun down the stairs step by step, and Nan Jingchen was also taken away.

Xiao Feng roared in fury, struggling desperately, "Qiu Jun you come back here...ugh, puh!"

He was held down to the ground and beaten until he spat blood, eventually passing out.

The blood on the ground seeped into the soaked earth, washed away by the rain. Xiao Feng didn’t know how long he lay there, half-conscious and mumbling Miss Yun’s name.

Finally, he startled to wakefulness, the pain all over his body telling him this was no dream, but reality!

Miss Yun had indeed been taken by Qiu Jun!

In a frantic panic, he pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, thankful it was a self-developed phone with strong water resistance, and immediately dialed Xiao Chen’s number.

Gathering strength to stand up from the ground, his vision blurred, his footsteps staggered as he walked toward the cemetery’s exit.

At the same time, Xiao Chen in D Laboratory felt an unbearable pain in his chest, an unsettling emotion that made him feel restless.

Just then, Xiao Feng’s call came through, and for some reason, the ringtone sounded particularly urgent. He stopped his research to answer the call, and before he could even speak, Xiao Feng’s voice had already hurriedly sounded from the other end.

It made his face change drastically, instantly becoming a different person, his body emanating a terrifying aura that turned his colleagues pale with fear.

"Master Chen, what’s wrong?" Jiang Qi’s heart skipped a beat. This version of Master Chen was even more terrifying than he was four years ago.

Who was in trouble?

"Come with me." Xiao Chen strode toward the laboratory’s door, calling someone as he walked.

Jiang Qi hurriedly followed, certain that something significant was about to happen.

"Lockdown all the exits of Beijing immediately, don’t allow anyone in or out! Don’t miss a single fly!"

Upon receiving the call, Fu Pan immediately issued the order, deploying special police forces to guard all exits of Beijing.

"Xiao Lei, seal off Beihai right now; no one is allowed to enter or leave Beihai!"

Jiang Qi followed behind him, his heart sinking as he listened to his commands, wondering what kind of person could prompt such a forceful response.

"Xiao Feng, how long ago did Qiu Jun leave?"

"Not more than two hours." Xiao Feng felt incredibly guilty. Within these two hours, it was very likely that Qiu Jun had already left Beijing. If that was the case, his error was grave.

Xiao Chen immediately called Mo Fan. Since Miss Yun was from Golden Net, Golden Net certainly would not sit idly by. If they could get the Black Alliance to investigate her current location, that would be ideal.

"What?! She’s been taken by Qiu Jun?!" Mo Fan found the news unbelievable, too shocked to think further, and in nothing but a bikini, grabbed Feng Ye who was nearby and left.