Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 413 Self-Rescue

Chapter 413: Chapter 413 Self-Rescue

Qiao Nan glanced at Mo Fan’s retreating figure, her figure even spicier than Du Li’s. He couldn’t help a tiny twitch at the corner of his mouth, "Then finding one will probably be difficult."

Like Mo Fan, you could count such people in Beijing on your fingers.

Demonically charming but not coquettish, dazzling yet not vulgar.

Lady Mo’s reputation as Charming Fox was not unearned.

"True," Lou Ting laughed with a sneer. "Then let’s lower the standard a few notches. Just needs to be pretty, to avoid rumors that I’m indifferent to women, don’t hire women, and forbid my employees from dating."

Qiao Nan gave a helpless look, "Mr. Lou, Miss Ruan has already complained to me that you haven’t visited her set in a month."

At these words, Lou Ting fell silent. God knows what got into the girl, suddenly getting so proactive. It scared him, and he’d been avoiding her for two months.

"Did she say anything else?"

"She said if you don’t visit the set soon, be careful she’ll go complain to Miss Yun." Qiao Nan pushed up his glasses, capturing his expression.

Lou Ting: "...Fine, I’ll go see her once Yun Yue is rescued."

With so many elites mobilized by Golden Net, Qiu Jun wouldn’t be able to fly even with wings. He just hoped she wouldn’t get hurt.

Hearing this, Qiao Nan’s lips curved upward as he pulled out his phone and sent a message.

Yunguang Conglomerate CEO’s office.

Yun Yue woke from her unconscious state only to feel her head throbbing with pain. She forced herself to sit up and realized she was bound hand and foot, her eyes seeing nothing but red, the cold and the metallic tang of blood breaking through the sky.

She scanned her surroundings and found herself in an unfamiliar room, the curtains drawn tightly, the door firmly shut. She got out of bed, weak but trying to keep quiet.

She used her fingers to untie the ropes on her feet, struggling to break free from the ropes binding her hands.

The ropes were tight; her fair, delicate skin started to redden from the friction and soon bore bloody marks, the abrasions staining the rope with blood.

Her brow didn’t furrow, as if she felt no pain, her expression cold as she struggled and surveyed the room.

Whoever tied the rope had tied a dead knot. It was impossible to break free, only able to be cut.

She stopped using brute force and found a mop in the bathroom, which she hung on the doorknob. Then she opened the window and cursed under her breath at the view below.

She had scoured the entire room finding neither a small knife nor any glass tools, but had discovered a lighter in the bedside drawer. She took the lighter, sat on the floor with her toes making clumsy and slow attempts, repeatedly trying until she finally lit the lighter and directly burned the rope underneath it.

Occasionally, the flames reached her skin, but she didn’t flinch, not moving until the rope was burned through.

Just then, the lock on the door rattled. She locked it from the inside and wedged it with the stick.

When Qiu Jun couldn’t push the door open, he sensed something was wrong. She must have woken up. He immediately shot the lock with a gun, but still couldn’t push the door open, so he ordered his men to break it down.

The moment the door broke open, Yun Yue hid herself away.

Upon entering, Qiu Jun saw the open window, the curtains flapping loudly in the wind, rain drifting in with it.

"Search!"

Qiu Jun’s expression was stony, dark as night, the person who had been on the bed vanished.

He hadn’t expected her to wake up so soon. Had he known, he would’ve given her more sedatives.

After all, as a K, he ultimately underestimated her.

Suddenly, a swarm of men in black flooded the room, searching every corner.

Yun Yue hid in the wardrobe, of course not planning to hide there indefinitely. For her, taking the offensive was always best.

The wardrobe door slowly opened, and Yun Yue struck first, swiftly and cleanly breaking a man’s neck and taking his gun.

Gun in hand, she didn’t hesitate. Bursting out of the wardrobe like a wraith, she moved so fast only a blur was visible.

In an instant, she took down three men. No one could hit Yun Yue, their shots missing, and chaos ensued until all of them fell at her hands.

Qiu Jun’s face was cold. Once she freed herself, none of the men were her match, and he couldn’t bear to see her hurt.

He immediately exited the room, taking Nan Jingchen with him as they left the CEO’s office.

Xiao Mingwei was still puzzled why they fled. After all, they had so many people. Little did they know, a mere glance inside from the doorway was enough to scare them.

Their faces turned pale as if they had seen a ghost.

Was that thing inside even human?!

They were so fast, their men fell in an instant. Young Master Qiu must be insane!

To bring back such a terrifying person, though he felt the woman inside looked somewhat familiar...

Xiao Mingwei couldn’t quite remember at the moment, and as Qiu Jun approached the door, he immediately followed.

The person inside was on a killing spree; wouldn’t staying behind alone be tantamount to seeking death?

"Let me go, let me go! Yun Yue, save me... whimper!" Nan Jingchen was not stupid; he knew Yun Yue must have come to her senses.

If she hadn’t suddenly fainted like crazy at the graveyard, they could have killed Qiu Jun and his men. But now it was the same.

As long as Qiu Jun was eliminated, it didn’t matter if he died.

His mouth was covered by someone, the office door opened, and Du Li was taken out of the office with a gun held to her head by Jinx.

Seeing a group of people, panic and screaming erupted throughout the floor, their faces going white.

Jinx looked at them with a ferocious and sinister face, "Get down on your knees with your hands on your heads. You can stay stupid, but anyone who dares to call the police, I promise I’ll blow your brains out."

Xiao Mingwei hid himself, determined not to expose his identity.

He hid under a sofa, and when he heard Nan Jingchen call out Yun Yue’s name, it suddenly clicked.

Isn’t Yun Yue the fiancée of Xiao Chen?

They looked so similar...

At that moment, Xiao Mingwei was afraid to think further; this woman had killed people!

Not only had she killed, but she was also incredibly strong!

No wonder the last time in the Xiao Family Conference Hall her aura was so terrifying. With such skills and murderous air, she wouldn’t even bother to consider the elders.

Just who was she?!

Xiao Mingwei’s heart raced under the sofa, daring not to make a sound.

Yun Yue swiftly pursued after killing everyone inside the room.

"Snow Wolf, did you hear that? Gunshots! There must be some emergency situation. How are your preparations?" Mo Fan’s face changed as he heard gunshots while sitting in the elevator, counting the floors.

"Give me 30 seconds." Snow Wolf was rappelling down, moving slowly from his position hanging by a rope.

Other members of Golden Net were rushing towards the 56th floor.

Qiu Jun’s men had been waiting for the elevator, but encountered Mo Fan as soon as they arrived.

"Good!"

Mo Fan immediately smiled, pulling out two guns from behind and opened fire on Qiu Jun’s men.

"Damn!"

"Take the emergency exit!"

They hadn’t expected to be found here, and they hadn’t noticed the intruders at all.

The emergency staircase led to the 55th floor. Barefoot, Yun Yue stepped out of the office with a gun in hand, her eyes a bloody red. She gave a sinister look at the group huddled in fear, exuding wild and untamed ferocity as she walked up in a relaxed manner.

Seeing Yun Yue safe and sound, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but then he noticed her hands...

A chill flashed through Mo Fan’s eyes—Qiu Jun truly deserved to die!