Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 278: One Shot, Boss Domination!

Ji Maoming returned to his own room, his complexion not very good.

Two months ago, his father had said he was going to return to the Ji Family, but he had not expected it would be postponed to now. Fortunately, he had been prepared, having taken care of the company and some Ji Family affairs. As long as his mistakes weren’t too severe, he believed his father wouldn’t be too hard on him.

"My husband, Dad seems like a different person this time. Didn’t he stop dealing with Ji Family matters? Why has he started meddling again?" The Ji Family Matriarch was somewhat worried.

Ji Maoming didn’t think too much of it, "I guess he probably wants to rectify the Ji Family after seeing it decline."

The Ji Family was built by his own hands; it was impossible for him to harm it. If he didn’t step in now, the Ji Family really might be finished.

The Ji Family Matriarch nodded slightly and said, "It looks like Dad’s attitude towards Ling’er is still not bad."

Among the younger generation of the Ji Family, only Ji Ling stood out. In the future, when choosing the Ji Family Heir, it would certainly have to be their Ling’er.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiao’s worries subsided. No matter what, as long as Ling’er was there, all their worries were redundant.

The social circles of Beijing were both large and small. In just a moment, the news of Old Master Ji’s return had spread.

Everyone was guessing whether there was some big issue, otherwise why would he suddenly come back after more than ten years of reclusion?

Although they were curious, they did not investigate further.

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Yun Yue sat at her desk as a torrential downpour began outside, accompanied by thunderstorms. The entire sky seemed to have exploded, sending out bursts of thunderous noise.

There were no lights on in the room. The computer screen was the only source of light, illuminating her delicate face, which bore a cold harshness. Her eyes were black and deep as if they were fathomless pools, and her intricate eyebrows framed her face with impatience.

Her slender and long fingers were typing furiously on the keyboard, with bytes flickering across the computer screen. After five minutes, she stopped, leisurely took out a piece of candy from the drawer, tore off the wrapper, and put it in her mouth.

She leaned back in her chair with her legs crossed, her upward-slanting eyebrows and eyes held a wildness as if they could pierce the sky.

She unlocked her phone and sent a message to Nan Jingchen.

The response came swiftly, as if he had been eagerly waiting for her command.

Moon Island in the United States.

Nan Jingchen’s gaze was sinister, and with a wicked smile, he said, "Let’s collect some interest first."

He had received the message immediately after completing the assessment yesterday and rushed to Moon Island overnight with Snow Wolf, along with his prized possession.

After adjusting the data, he pressed the button in his hand, and in an empty field, a missile was rapidly launched, tearing a hole in the dark sky. fгeewebnovёl.com

A series of red alarms blared from the Underground Alliance base. Through the monitors, they witnessed the incoming missile and the force it carried. Everyone’s face turned pale.

"Intercept it!" the blond man quickly gave the order, and his subordinates reacted immediately, but it was too late—the missile was too fast, and being a tracking missile, there was no way to intercept it.

As the missile got closer, everyone stopped what they were doing!

"Evacuate! Now! Immediately!" the blond man roared loudly, desperately trying to escape.

Everyone from the Underground Alliance scattered like a herd of panicked horses.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn’t outrun the speed of the missile. In half a minute, it hit the command center directly, leading to heavy casualties and injuries.

The blond man had a narrow escape but was blinded in one eye by the explosion, with blood pouring out as screams and wails filled the air.

Biting his teeth and withstanding the pain, veins bulging on his forehead, he took out his phone with trembling, blood-stained hands to dial a number.

"The headquarters is attacked; casualties are severe!"

Qiu Jun’s previously assured smile instantly froze on his face as he looked at the person opposite him with a dark expression.

Mo Fan lifted his chin, his tone both proud and arrogant, "I advise you to hand over the equipment, or your people and base will be blown to dust."

Our boss is mighty!

A single strike, and I’m sure we can scare him!

Qiu Jun’s dark pupils abruptly chilled, his face shadowed with ruthless severity. But a moment later, he smiled again, his grin sinister and unsettling, "Threaten me?"

Mo Fan met his malevolent gaze, lips curving into a faint smile, "Young Master Qiu, you misunderstand. I’m here to negotiate, not threaten. You provide the goods; I release the hostage."

Qiu Jun’s pitch-black eyes narrowed slightly, his lean and cold jaw lifting slightly, "And if I don’t?"

Mo Fan glanced at him unflinchingly, "That’s fine too. Worst comes to worst, I’ll just blow your base to smithereens."

She glanced at her watch casually and raised an eyebrow, "Young Master Qiu has five minutes to consider. My boss said if you don’t agree, we’ll blow your whole foundation away."

Qiu Jun’s complexion turned terrifyingly somber, the atmosphere around them instantly becoming tense and icy.

Mo Fan, unruffled, picked up her teacup and took a light sip of coffee, waiting patiently.

"Other Shore Flower truly lives up to its reputation, so generous with its actions. You really flatter me," Qiu Jun grunted, staring at Mo Fan.

He had always concealed his identity well, so well that even Zorro didn’t know it. How had the Golden Net found out?

How could Other Shore Flower have found the exact location of his base so accurately?

From the tone of Mo Fan’s voice, it seemed she also knew the locations of his other bases.

How could that be possible?

And why would the Golden Net have such advanced nuclear weapons?

Something flashed through his mind suddenly but he couldn’t grasp it.

"Young Master Qiu, you have one minute left."

Mo Fan reminded him gently.

Qiu Jun’s dark, intense eyes fixed on her as he stood, his tall figure exuding a menacing aura.

"The goods will be delivered to you shortly."

Mo Fan watched his retreating figure, "Then thank you, Young Master Qiu."

She turned to the people behind her, "Notify my brothers below to check thoroughly. If a single piece is missing, the boss will give them trouble."

Qiu Jun, who hadn’t gone far, heard her words and his expression darkened dangerously.

"Young Master Qiu, are we just going to hand them over like this?" Wu Qing spoke up.

The goods she had only just managed to wrest from Mo Fan’s hands, only to end up back with them within a day—it was too easy for them.

Wu Qing, not aware of Qiu Jun’s identity, of course didn’t know that Yun Yue had just blown up one of his main arteries. Feeling the sudden chill of his gaze, she instinctively bowed her head.

She couldn’t understand why a single phone call had made Young Master Qiu yield. She had never seen him so out of character before. What on earth had Other Shore Flower done?

"Return the goods exactly as they are, and if even a single piece is missing, I’ll strip you down and mount your head on the wall," Qiu Jun said, his face grim. To this day, he was still puzzled by how Other Shore Flower could be so audacious.

Truly a lunatic.

But he liked it.

The madder, the more interesting, and the more fun.

After receiving the goods, Mo Fan thoroughly checked to ensure not a single piece was missing before loading them onto the ship.

"Boss, I’ve got the goods, everything’s in order. Same place as before?"

Yun Yue opened the window, the rain outside still falling, lightning crisscrossing, the sky beginning to brighten. The flowers in the greenhouse were still blooming resplendently. She hummed a response, her voice slightly hoarse, "Just have Xiao Bai transport it back, you stay in the country; there’s another mission."

Yun Yue relayed the task to her.

"Got it." After listening, Mo Fan nodded, her sleek hair tied up in a high ponytail, clad in a leather jacket, standing at the docks. The sea breeze whistled past her ears, rustling loudly.