Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 361: He’s Here

Poison Centipede’s men were somewhat intimidated by Feng Ye’s aura, but it was an order from Poison Centipede, and he had to carry it out even if it meant breaking the rules.

He unconsciously rested his right hand on the gun at his waist, unmoved, "Please Mr. Feng, cooperate with us."

"Cooperate with you?" Feng Ye scoffed, chambered his gun, and pointed it at the man’s head, his lips curling into a smirk of cynical amusement, "What if I don’t?"

What thing would dare to stop them.

Yun Yue sat in the car with her eyes slightly narrowed, watching Feng Ye’s movements with a raised eyebrow, not realizing his temper was so fiery.

The people from Poison Centipede’s side raised their guns at Feng Ye’s action, warily eyeing him. Tu Mi Garden’s side also had their guns out and the two groups faced off, creating an eerily tense atmosphere in the air.

That subordinate was a tough guy too, his gun pointing steadily at Feng Ye’s forehead as he met his gaze without blinking, "Mr. Feng, it’s just a check, we’re not stopping you from passing."

"Just you guys are worthy?" Feng Ye looked at him coldly, knowing that even if there was a problem with the goods, it wasn’t up to them to decide.

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Poison Centipede walked out from behind the crowd, clapping his hands, his gaze lightly drifting over the gun in Feng Ye’s hand, and he smiled, "Worthy of Mr. Feng, always so confident when you speak."

Poison Centipede, tall and lean, was of East Asian descent, wearing a smile that somehow felt cold.

He gestured to his people behind him, "Mr. Feng is our guest, everyone put down your guns."

His men immediately lowered their weapons, and only then did Poison Centipede look at the gun in Feng Ye’s hand with an indifferent tone, "Mr. Feng, please come this way."

Feng Ye slowly put away his gun but stood still. Duwa stepped forward, glanced at Poison Centipede warily and whispered quietly to Feng Ye, "Mr. Feng, be careful of trickery."

Poison Centipede glanced over the entire motorcade, his gaze finally resting on the last SUV, his eyes slightly narrowing.

The person in that car had not come out from start to finish, but by his intuition, he could feel a pair of eyes with a chilling glare watching him.

If Qiu Jun’s intelligence was correct, K should be inside that car.

Feng Ye hesitated for a moment, his gaze unusually venomous, his eyes slightly narrowed, he murmured a few words in Duwa’s ear before saying out loud, "Lead the way."

Duwa watched Feng Ye walk away, ordered his men to stay vigilant and protect the goods, and then walked toward Yun Yue.

If Poison Centipede truly intended to strike at them, they would have to look for Miss Yun.

After the previous incident, it was clear that Duwa had come to trust and admire Yun Yue.

"Miss Yun, what do you think?" Duwa stood by the window, eyes warily scanning the surroundings, completely oblivious to the fact that their every move was already being watched by someone.

Qiu Jun’s pupils contracted, staring at the SUV on the computer screen. Although he couldn’t see the person inside clearly, he had an intuition that the person he was looking for was in that car.

Yun Yue slightly lifted her eyelids, glancing in the direction Feng Ye had left, her eyes flashing a bloodthirsty red, her voice cold as she spoke, "Hold our forces, they won’t do anything to Feng Ye, it’s not suitable for me to show myself, we’re no match for Poison Centipede and his men."

"Yes," Duwa repressed a flicker of confusion in his eyes. She wasn’t suitable to appear?

Feng Ye had barely left when people came to inspect their goods. They refused, and once again a standoff between both sides began.

"Let them check," Yun Yue commanded in an icy voice, chilling even Duwa, not to mention Xiao Feng inside the vehicle.

Their aim was not to inspect the goods, it was directed at her.

If she wasn’t wrong, then Qiu Jun was surely in Poison Centipede’s office.

Her sinister eyes looked towards a certain place, the coldness filling her pupils.

Duwa immediately signaled for them to lower their guns, and for their men to step aside, warning them in a threatening tone, "You better be careful. If you damage anything, you won’t be able to afford it."

The value of this batch of goods was beyond measure, impossible to quantify in terms of money. What on earth was Poison Centipede up to? Even now, it wasn’t clear what he intended to do.

Could it be that he had set his sights on this cargo?

Poison Centipede’s men had finished inspecting the first three trucks and were heading towards the remaining three. The people from the first two trucks had come down and after only a cursory glance, started walking towards Yun Yue’s side.

Xiao Feng watched them cautiously, "Miss Yun, they are coming over."

These people did not seem to be after the goods; rather, they appeared to be targeting a specific individual.

The subordinate who had just stood before Duwa spoke in a tough tone, "We need to inspect this vehicle as well."

Duwa looked at them with cold eyes, "All the goods are in those three trucks, and you’ve already inspected them. Dare to move another step and don’t blame us from Tu Mi Garden for not being polite."

Allowing them to inspect those three trucks had already been a concession from their side. The idea of pushing their luck any further was out of the question.

"What if I insist on inspecting it?" Qiu Jun entered their line of sight with an oppressive presence, causing the faces of those from Tu Mi Garden to dramatically change, gripping their guns as if facing a major enemy, watching him closely as he stepped forward.

Qiu Jun’s gaze fell on the off-road vehicle with its windows tightly shut, the occupants unclear, as a dark current surged within his eyes.

"Get out," Qiu Jun ordered, looking at the off-road vehicle, causing Duwa and Xiao Feng’s expressions to shift.

Puzzled looks were directed inside the vehicle.

Yun Yue’s eyes, filled with a lethal intent, looked at him, a vile aura breaking through deep in her eyes.

"Don’t make me say it a second time, or you know what I’m capable of," Qiu Jun swept a cold look over those present, the corner of his lips curling into a chilling smile, "Otherwise, they will all die here today."

His tone was so casual as if they were mere ants, easy to kill without effort.

Facing Qiu Jun’s chilling momentum, Duwa and everyone else felt considerable pressure; he was a figure just like their boss.

Even if Mr. Feng were here, he’d be no match for him. They had not expected to encounter Qiu Jun here today; it seemed they were destined to carve out a bloody path.

But with Mr. Feng still in their hands, they dared not act rashly.

Duwa wasn’t foolish, of course, he knew Qiu Jun was speaking to someone in the car - Yun Yue was the only one inside.

He was so shocked that he couldn’t find the words to respond.

Qiu Jun, risking exposing his connection with Poison Centipede by showing up here, was he here for Miss Yun?

Who exactly was she?!

Qiu Jun could afford to be patient and wait for her to come out. He had waited for three years, a few more minutes would make no difference.

Just as Yun Yue was about to get out of the vehicle, a rumbling sound came from the sky, growing louder from a distance. Upon seeing the symbol on the aircraft, those from Tu Mi Garden were overjoyed.

Duwa was ecstatic, a huge sigh of relief escaping him, "It’s Master Chen, it must be Master Chen arriving."

Yun Yue paused her action of opening the car door, the corners of her lips slightly lifting, and she sat back down in the vehicle, relieved.

Meanwhile, over ten vehicles, along with a tank armored vehicle, came driving over, surrounding them completely. The atmosphere at the scene was fraught with tension.