2522 This Kind of Huo Mian Makes People’s Heart Ache (2)

“Nope, I’m doing it to vex Ian.”

“Okay, you win,” Qiao Fei finally said.

“But, Yan, that batch of ammunition is pretty good; do you really have the heart to toss it into the ocean?” Qiao Fei thought it was a pity to toss it all away.

“Chill, I can come up with that kind of equipment in minutes. Ian is a peasant that finds anything to be a treasure because he had never gotten his hands on something amazing.”

Qiao Fei opened his mouth and immediately closed it. Perhaps no one on this planet, other than Lu Yan, would have the guts to ever use the words ‘peasant’ to describe Ian.

Secretly, Qiao Fei gave Lu Yan a nickname – The Death-Courting Queen.

Yes, definitely death-courting, with multiple different ways, and no repet.i.tion.

-An island within Indonesia –

Ian and a Columbian drug lord’s mistress sat beside the beach, cozily sunbathing.

“Ian, for some reason, I’m just so obsessed with you.” The woman laid on the beach chair, her back facing Ian as he spread sunscreen on her tanned skin. Her skin glowed radiantly, and the blue flower print bikini she wore s.h.i.+mmered under the summer light.

“All my women say that about me,” Ian chuckled.

“How arrogant of you.” The woman smiled and continued, “By the way, how’s that new version of heroin going? The old man is still waiting on you, he’s got a big batch ready.”

Upon hearing the news, he gently rubbed his nose. “Sorry, baby, there’s been no progress. Dr. Lu is still hiding, and that daughter of his is quite the headache.”

“No one else can do this other than the Lu Family?”

“Not at the moment. Medical geniuses are hard to come by, perhaps once in a decade,” Ian answered in a concerned manner.

“Is that why you haven’t had the heart to kill that woman, Lu Yan?”

“Not entirely. This Lu Yan girl has a lot of interesting and cute sides.” Ian smiled fondly when he thought back on the mischievous Lu Yan.

Right at the moment, one of his subordinates came running. “Boss.”

“Speak.”

“The batch of ammunition in Pakistan, batch 0901…”

“Continue.” Ian put down the bottle of sunscreen and looked at his subordinate.

“It’s been robbed.”

Ian furrowed his brows. “Robbed? Wonderful. We got robbed with so many people watching, on our own property, and right under our noses. You guys can all go kill yourselves.”

When Ian was actually furious, he became extremely calm. In fear, his subordinate fell to the ground, kneeling.

“Please have mercy, Boss. The opponent this time was very cunning. No amount of precaution could ward off the sudden attack.”

“Is that so? Tell me, who has the b.a.l.l.s to touch my stuff?” Ian picked up a cigar and let out a big breath. The smoke clouded around the subordinate so much that he could barely open his eyes.

“We’re not sure too, but… we are guessing it must be the Second Young Madam.”

“Lu Yan? Wonderful, it’s her again.” Ian couldn’t help but smile out of anger.

“Second Young Madam has been very active in Pakistan, but it’s been difficult to track her as her whereabouts are constantly changing.”

“That’s enough, I know Lu Yan well enough to know that you won’t be able to locate her if she doesn’t want to be found.”

“So, what should we do now?”

“It’s a large batch of ammunition; it will be hard for her to go far even though she stole it, correct?” Ian asked with a smile.

“Yes.”

“So, stay alert and lock down the town. Try to catch the batch at any signs of the gra.s.s moving.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Right at this time, another subordinate came by with a cell phone in hand and spoke politely, “Master, it’s Mr. Huo calling.”