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

"Do you think I wouldn’t be prepared?" Yueyue calmly looked at the group of people in front of her, but seeing that He Yao didn’t have even a hint of fear in his eyes, a glimmer of doubt flashed through her mind.

Could it be that he has a backup plan?

Yueyue couldn’t help but overthink, she just didn’t know what they were up to.

"Release the master, or else..." the man in black threatened Yueyue.

Bang!

Yueyue raised her gun and shot He Yao in the shin, her eyes half-closed with a cold gaze as she stared at them.

"Master!"

"Listen to her, put down the guns!" He Yao’s forehead broke out in cold sweat, his lips curled in a smile: "As expected of my daughter, truly cruel and ruthless, not even blinking an eye when shooting your own father."

"You taught me well." Yueyue said emotionlessly.

"I really should thank you indeed. If you hadn’t thrown me into the Gladiatorial Arena, how could I possibly have the skills I have now!"

He Yao laughed: "Yes, you should thank me. I should have ended you with a single shot back then."

He Yao secretly signaled the man in black with his eyes. Gritting his teeth and glancing at the unconscious Uncle Fu in the car, the man in black eventually chose to take his men and retreat.

"Boss, are you okay?" Mo Fan came up, the situation just now really scared them to death.

They were afraid He Yao would notice she was a fake and open fire on her. Luckily, He Yao didn’t notice, and they had successfully captured him.

Xiao Chen came over, signaling Xiao Feng with a glance.

Xiao Feng stepped forward: "Miss Yun, let me do it."

After he finished speaking, he used a rope to tie He Yao’s hands behind his back, then watched him closely.

Xiao Chen’s deep, dark eyes fell on He Yao, his thin lips parted lightly: "By seniority, I should call you uncle. Still, I have to thank you."

Without him, there would be no Yueyue.

He Yao’s chilling gaze landed on him, speaking lightly and breezily: "Are you Xiao Chen?"

Xiao Chen: "Indeed."

He Yao: "Falling into the hands of you two isn’t unjust, but do you think I wouldn’t have a backup plan?"

Everyone exchanged glances, feeling that things weren’t looking good.

"What do you mean by that?!"

"Speak! What is your plan?!"

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi grabbed him by the collar.

He Yao, fearless, said, "There’s no point in telling you. If I can’t return, you will all die."

Their expressions changed drastically, not doubting his words in the slightest.

He was truly capable of doing it.

Feng Ye sneered through clenched teeth: "Madman! You’re a madman!"

Just then, Xiao Chen received a phone call.

It was from Tang Wenjing.

"Master Chen, bombs have been discovered inside the Four Major Families, and they will explode in two hours. We’ve sought help from the Weapon Association and Jiang Feng, but their outcome is... to try our best."

Xiao Chen turned on speakerphone, and they could all hear.

"Damn you, you really dare!"

Feng Ye couldn’t help but unleash punches and kicks on He Yao!

He Yao grunted, gasping with a chuckle: "What wouldn’t I dare?"

"Notify everyone to evacuate as quickly as possible to the outskirts!" Xiao Chen’s face was also somewhat pale.

Fortunately, the important members of the Four Major Families had already been secured, otherwise they would have already fallen into He Yao’s hands.

Yueyue’s face was stern: "There are only two ways, one is to evacuate everyone within two hours, the other is to dismantle those timed bombs!"

"No time to waste, take He Yao back, I will ask Nan Jingchen to help."

The group rushed into the car and sped away.

"Hello, Little Yueyue, what made you call me?" Nan Jingchen was having a blast at Tianxi, and if it weren’t for Yueyue’s call he wouldn’t even spare a glance.

"Are you in Beijing?"

"Are you there, Miss me yet?"

"Cut the crap, there’s a bomb in Beijing, help me dismantle it."

Hearing that he’s in Beijing, everyone in the car breathed a sigh of relief.

With Nan Jingchen around, they felt much more at ease.

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Nan Jingchen’s voice trembled, where did all this ammunition come from!

Yun Yue: "Do you think I would joke about something like this?"

Nan Jingchen: "...No..."

Yun Yue: "Then get going! Do you have a death wish?"

Nan Jingchen rolled off the bar, his face pale.

He had wanted to die a few years ago, but now that he was really facing death, he didn’t feel quite ready to die.

"There’s a bomb, run for it!"

He shouted, but it was futile as the noise in the bar drowned out his voice.

Without another thought, he rushed out of Tianxi amidst the echoing alarms and broadcast announcements.

"Damn it! Just how many bombs are there?"

Nan Jingchen drove to the locations mentioned in the broadcasts without delay.

But he found that the areas surrounding the Four Major Families as well as several other top families were surrounded by explosives.

He approached the blockade, and immediately someone stopped him.

"Sir, this area is dangerous, please leave immediately!"

"Move aside, I’m here to help!"

Nan Jingchen pushed him away and immediately, others came forward to stop him.

Tang Wenjing, having received news from Xiao Chen, had been waiting for Nan Jingchen and hurried over upon hearing the commotion.

"Are you Nan Jingchen?"

"Yes."

"Follow me!"

They had already blocked off the area, not letting anyone in.

Nan Jingchen got into the car and Tang Wenjing immediately briefed him.

"This type of ammunition is unseen on the market, it must be made by their people, we don’t know how powerful it is, we can only guess from the amount."

The car made its way unhindered to the location of the bomb.

The first was at Xiao Mansion.

Several bomb disposal experts wearing bulletproof vests hesitated on the sidelines, not daring to act.

"What are they doing?!"

At such a critical time, they were still arguing!

"Chairman, it seems very tricky, the bomb’s mechanism is foreign, and they’re unsure about disassembling it."

Tang Wenjing pinned all her hopes on Nan Jingchen.

He was a Nan Family member, and the youngest and most talented weapons expert of the Nan Family. If he couldn’t do it, they would have no choice but to flee.

"I’ll try my best." Nan Jingchen stepped forward; the bomb’s wiring was complex, with interlocking circuits, nobody could guarantee which wire would stop the timer when cut.

In just two minutes, sweat had already soaked through his back.

"Bro, can you do it or not? Don’t tell me you’ve been scared stiff."

Several people, seeing Nan Jingchen’s pale face and sweat droplets falling, were also extremely anxious.

At such a moment, how could Chairman Tang send someone to cause more trouble?

"Be quiet!" Nan Jingchen fiercely turned to them.

He had never seen such a time bomb before and did not know who had made it.

"Everyone leave, if it can’t be dismantled, the more people alive the better." Nan Jingchen had already prepared for the worst.

"Okay, you...must succeed..."

Tang Wenjing looked at him with a complex and admiring gaze, then turned to command the people behind her: "Everyone evacuate immediately, right now!"

She knew that if he didn’t succeed, or if he cut the wrong wire, it could lead to the bomb exploding.