The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 675, Out of the Wolf’s Den and into the Tiger’s Lair (First Update)
Realizing the deception, Qia Mian covered his nose and urgently reminded, "Everyone, hold your breath."
"Too late."
A gloating laugh emanated from the doorway; Qia Mian’s expression turned grave as he covered his nose and retreated.
As he moved back, the people behind him followed.
Unknowingly, everyone had retreated back into the research lab.
Qia Mian grabbed his sleeve and waved it, dispersing the powder, while a tall man’s figure approached slowly, his aura sharp and aggressive.
Chu Chen!
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Qia Mian looked as if he had swallowed a fly, his face turning extremely unsightly.
At this moment, if he still didn’t realize he had been played, he would have been truly foolish.
"I, the true master of the house, have been waiting for you all for a long time, and finally, you have all arrived," Chu Chen announced, stopping in his tracks with his hands in his pockets, his eyes coldly sweeping over them.
Finally, his gaze settled on the man in a blue robe.
Among a sea of black clothing, he was the only one in blue, standing out so distinctly that it was hard for anyone to believe he wasn’t the leader.
Remembering how those people had called the man in blue "Lord Qia Mian," could it be that he was the same Qia Mian who had ambushed Li Mochan last time?
"Have you been here the whole time?" Qia Mian asked with a dark face.
Chu Chen curved his lips into a smirk, his tone infuriatingly nonchalant, "I arrived just a bit earlier than you did."
"You knew we were coming?"
"Not that much earlier, I only realized it the moment your men infiltrated our base," Chu Chen replied, uncharacteristically responsive.
Anger flashed across Qia Mian’s face, dark as coal.
Damn it, he’d been outmaneuvered.
No wonder their entry had been so unobstructed; they turned out to be the prey in someone else’s eyes.
"Did you really think my Organization K was an amusement park you could come and go from as you please?" Chu Chen stepped forward, picking up a piece of white paper from the ground.
"You’ve made quite a mess of my research lab. How about you stay and clean it up? You can play the janitors, tidying up the chaos you’ve created," he said.
Qia Mian’s fists tightened as he glanced around, seeking an opportunity to escape.
His little movements were fully noticed by Chu Chen, who let out a cold laugh, "No need to look, my men have already surrounded the area. Even if I gave you wings, you wouldn’t be able to fly away."
"I still have one doubt, why did none of you succumb to the drug I developed? " Qia Mian asked with a heavy expression, voicing his biggest question.
"Well, sorry to say, but my Organization K has quite a few extraordinary people, and such petty tricks are nothing to mention," Chu Chen said with a casual tone.
Lucky for him, Ajiu always had an abundance of cunning ideas. If it weren’t for her reminder, he might have been deceived once more, and all his efforts would have been in vain.
Hearing the contempt in Chu Chen’s words, Qia Mian’s face turned livid, feeling stifled with resentment stuck in his chest, neither rising nor falling.
"Thump, thump—"
One after another, the people behind him fell without any warning.
Qia Mian turned around, his eyes widening with shock as he saw his subordinates faint.
A flash of realization struck, and he glared at Chu Chen with venomous eyes.
"Despicable."
It must have been the powder that he had just scattered that was causing the trouble; utterly despicable and shameless.
"Hmph."
Chu Chen let out a low, cold laugh and casually tossed the piece of paper, letting it drift through the air.
"I’m just learning from you. If you can use this method on us, it’s fair, but when we turn it around, you call it despicable. How amusing," he said.
Feeling the sting of Chu Chen’s words, Qia Mian was embarrassed.
Just as he was about to argue, the drug took effect within him.
Strength drained from his body bit by bit, and his legs grew increasingly weak. Qia Mian quickly took out a pill from his pocket and shoved it into his mouth without hesitation.
Chu Chen watched his actions and raised an eyebrow, remaining calm as always.
It seemed this Qia Mian was quite a tough nut to crack.
If he knew that Li Mochan was also here, I wonder what expression he would have? Chu Chen thought amusingly.
The pill dissolved as soon as it touched his tongue, and his fading strength gradually returned. His pale complexion became rosy once more, and Qian Mian felt fortunate that he’d brought detoxification medicine with him on the mission.
Although it couldn’t completely neutralize the poison, it could at least suppress the toxins temporarily.
"Hey, your men have all passed out, aren’t you planning to save them?" Chu Chen said with a nonchalant sneer.
Only then did Qian Mian realize that aside from himself, everyone he had brought along had fallen into a coma, unconscious.
"Chu Chen, hand over the antidote." Even at a disadvantage, Qian Mian’s tone was still haughty and defiant.
"If I can’t leave today, don’t you think you can get away safely either. We might as well die together." His tone was resolute, revealing a reckless ruthlessness.
"Die together?" Chu Chen laughed disdainfully, "Are you worthy?"
Qian Mian’s eyes darkened, "You’re forcing my hand."
Before his words had fully faded, he pinched a few pills between his fingers, applied a slight pressure, and they shattered into powder, blending with the air.
Chu Chen reacted swiftly, pulling the door open to shield himself.
The powder stuck to the door, creating a "sizzling" sound, and then a foul smell spread through the air.
The pills turned out to have corrosive properties.
Although he had taken a Detoxification Pill in advance, just to be safe, Chu Chen still covered his nose with his hand.
Hearing the commotion of the doors and windows inside, Chu Chen’s eyes grew colder, he held his breath, and then kicked the door wide open.
"Bang—"
As he looked up toward the window, Qian Mian was just about to climb out.
"Chu Chen, I will come back for this debt someday."
As he spoke, he leaped down, vanishing into the dark night.
Qin Yi stepped forward, fixing his gaze on the open window, "Boss, should we chase after him?"
"No need." Chu Chen snorted coldly, "He would never dream that Li Mochan was here too. He fled the wolf’s den only to enter a tiger’s lair."
He couldn’t escape their grasp anyway, so let him indulge in a few minutes of satisfaction for now.
Unexpectedly, Chu Chen had miscalculated this time.
Qian Mian didn’t even have a minute to feel pleased. As soon as he jumped down from the window and hadn’t even steadied himself, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.
Qian Mian’s body stiffened, his eyes dim and unclear.
Carefully, he lifted his head to meet the man’s piercing gaze. He did not recognize the face, but he knew who it was.
One of Li Mochan’s four main lieutenants, Wei Xi.
Could it be that Li Mochan was here too?
"Were you the one who infiltrated Mo Garden last time?" Wei Xi applied a bit more force with his wrist, the cold gun barrel prodding his forehead.
"We finally meet."
Qian Mian remained silent, his hands in his pockets stirring slightly.
"Bang bang bang—"
"Ahhh—"
Piercing screams shattered the night sky, as if ghosts had arisen from hell.
Qian Mian fell to the ground, his hands and feet each with a bloody hole, from which blood continuously gushed, staining his azure clothes red.
The thick scent of blood assaulted the senses, and Wei Xi was momentarily dazed, blinking his eyes.
What’s going on?
He put away his gun, glanced to the side, and saw that it was his own master who had acted.
Li Mochan lowered his hand slowly, the dark gun barrel emitting a hint of gunsmoke.
His brow and gaze were cold, and as he walked, he carried an aura of death with him.
Wei Xi stepped aside, and Li Mochan paused his stride, looking down at the person kneeling on the ground.
