Lu Qing stood up, leisurely put on his coat, and said calmly, "Tell Little sixth and Little seventh to protect Young Madam well and proceed according to the original plan."
The boss chuckled ambiguously. When it came to being scheming—no, wait—calculating, Young Master Lu was undeniably the best.
"But tell me, Young Master Lu, how did you pinpoint the exact location of their hideout?"
"I installed a tracking device in Xiao Chen’s body a long time ago."
The boss was speechless: .....
"What about Young Madam? Does she also have one in her body?"
The boss silently raised a thumbs-up. "Young Master Lu, you’re formidable and awe-inspiring. Now, it’s time for us to take the stage."
Qin Miaomiao arrived at the designated island by plane, accompanied closely by Joanna, who took great care of her.
As she got off the plane, she couldn’t help but vomit uncontrollably, seemingly turning the world upside down.
Joanna patted her back and handed her a handkerchief:
"I’m fine. Just a little afraid of heights, that’s all."
At that moment, a woman walked out from inside, wearing a tight red dress that sharply contrasted with the barren, rocky landscape of the isolated island. She was followed by three men.
The woman’s face bore a slight resemblance to Ouyang Yan.
"I didn’t expect the heir of Mr. Su to be so weak. Frankly, I’m quite disappointed."
"Me? Ouyang Yan. Did you bring the money?"
Qin Miaomiao signaled with her hand, and Little sixth and Little seventh carried over two large boxes filled with US Dollars.
"The 15 billion you asked for—it was impossible to prepare such a large amount in such a short time. Here’s 1 billion."
Ouyang Yan didn’t even glance at it, merely gestured with her fingers, her face smiling while her eyes showed no warmth:
"Do you really think you can dismiss me with such a paltry amount? Do you know where you are? Do you think you can still walk out of here alive?"
Though Qin Miaomiao’s face was pale, her demeanor remained firm and unwavering as she responded calmly:
"If I can’t walk out of here, do you think you’ll ever get the remaining 9 billion RMB?"
Ouyang Yan suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Qin Miaomiao. Just as she was about to make her move, pain shot through her right hand.
A blade sliced through the arm holding the gun, leaving a wound.
Blood immediately oozed from the cut. After suffering such a blow, Ouyang Yan glared viciously at Joanna, while her men quickly raised their guns in retaliation!
But Joanna and the people Qin Miaomiao had brought were clearly no pushovers!
Joanna sneered coldly:
"Pointing a gun at her in front of me? Do you think I don’t exist?"
Ouyang Yan demanded fiercely, sensing Joanna’s skills were comparable to those of top-tier experts.
"Who I am is irrelevant. What matters is that you better hand over the person immediately. Otherwise, I’ll order this island to be razed to the ground."
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Joanna smiled faintly. "Sorry to disappoint you, but my men already have this island in their sights."
Ouyang Yan suddenly laughed cruelly. "Too bad for you—the person you want isn’t even on this island. Blowing it up won’t do you any good."
Qin Miaomiao, having reached the end of her patience, suddenly spoke up and revealed a set of coordinates. Ouyang Yan’s expression shifted slightly.
"The coordinates I just mentioned—those are the coordinates of your headquarters, aren’t they?"
Ouyang Yan raised her head and responded in a low voice, "I don’t know anything."
Qin Miaomiao’s tone remained calm but decisive as she replied, "In that case, you have no value anymore."