My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1142: Someone is Going to be Dissatisfied Again

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Chapter 1142: Chapter 1142: Someone is Going to be Dissatisfied Again

"You wretched creatures destined to have no descendants, even if you were beaten to death, you wouldn’t be pitied," he sneered. Here in the small localities, the legal system was already incomplete, with violent law enforcement being a common occurrence, especially for those most despised—drug dealers and traffickers.

Hence, Ivan and his daughter Yiren were brutally beaten until their faces were swollen and blue, then dragged onto a vehicle in the most wretched state.

As she was being forced into the car, Yiren suddenly caught sight of Feiyu and a woman standing together behind some nearby containers.

Her pupils dilated sharply as she gasped in cold air, the woman was none other than Ye Lu, who was wearing a lazy, self-satisfied smile on her face, looking at her derisively.

Shivering all over, Yiren’s eyes flashed with intense hatred as she realized that this woman had orchestrated everything.

She had sent Feiyu to plant the drugs and set a trap for them, leading to their capture and beating, and now, she was here to gloat. Grinding her teeth with loathing, her gaze was poisoned as she stared at Ye Lu.

Once she got out, she was determined not to let this lowlife woman off the hook.

"Gu Yan actually didn’t show up, did he sense something?" Ye Lu only looked on with a slight hint of regret as the police vehicle took Ivan and his daughter away.

Feiyu snorted, "That Gu Yan is indeed quite cunning."

But he quickly burst into an excited laugh, looking immensely relieved and carefree.

"But seeing Ivan and his daughter in such misery, beaten and captured in such a pitiable state—that’s truly satisfying. They’ve been a thorn in our side for so long, and since we needed weapons, we were at their mercy, forced to swallow our pride. Now we can finally take our revenge."

He couldn’t deny that Ye Lu was becoming more adept at scheming, more ruthless, sharp, and decisive like Third Young Master Jun. What’s key is that it’s always the cunning and sneaky ones who dig the pit and make it look easy for others to fall into.

This time, Ivan and his daughter suffered a silent loss, even if they staunchly deny that the drugs are theirs, no one would believe them.

"Let’s go! If we return late, someone will get displeased again," Ye Lu lifted her head proudly. She was indeed annoyed by this father and daughter duo, who used their weapons trade to aggressively push Third Young Master Jun too far.

And this shameless pair had tried to steal her man three times over. She might have tolerated it in the past, but now that Third Young Master Jun was the man she acknowledged as hers, she wouldn’t allow any woman to covet him for even a moment.

Meanwhile, Gu Yan waited in his hotel for Ivan and his daughter, but they never returned. Eventually sensing something was amiss, he sent someone to check the docks.

The investigation revealed that Ivan and his daughter were taken away for smuggling arms and drugs. He was shocked to the core and secretly relieved he hadn’t accompanied them.

Needless to say, this must have been Third Young Master Jun’s doing. So brutal— even involving drugs.

It would be troublesome if it were discovered that Ivan and his daughter had actually gone to prison. This matter needed to be suppressed.

...

Back in the country.

Su Feiman walked out of a quiet government office, his demeanor calm and composed, with a rare smile on his face.

A tall, well-built man escorted him out.

"Mr. Su, thank you for your cooperation!" Ling Yan said with a polite, yet cold, expressionless face.

Su Feiman got into his car, a deep smile spreading across his face, "It was quite unexpected that Mr. Ling wanted to speak with me, but I do hope what I said can help you. Should you need anything else, feel free to call me!"

Then his black vehicle discreetly drove off among the flowers and slowly disappeared into the distance.

A cunning old fox that’s hard to fathom, Ling Yan thought as he returned upstairs with a sharp, piercing gaze and an inscrutably dark expression on his face.

Su Feiman returned to the place where he was temporarily staying.