My Youth Began With Him

“Master, let’s just let them go this and plan this more thoroughly…” Qiao Nan’s subordinates were ready to sh*t their pants.

However, Qiao Nan wasn’t willing to give up such a great opportunity. “I don’t believe that you will really detonate Ghost One.”

“Let’s just try if you don’t believe me. Why are we still wasting time chit-chatting?” Lu Yan said nonchalantly.

“Master, Lu Yan’s insane, even Ian can’t deal with her. We shouldn’t take the risk… We can retreat and think of a better plan.”

Qiao Nan’s men were worried that Lu Yan would really kill them all if they continued their face-off.

“Are you really not afraid of dying?” Qiao Nan knew that although some people say they weren’t afraid of dying, most of them were lying. Who really had the guts to detonate such a deadly bomb when they would surely die as well?

Lu Yan was only a young girl in her twenties, how could she possibly have such a big pair of balls?

If they really let Lu Yan and Qiao Fei go this time, when would they have the chance to catch them again?

“What the hell, Qiao Nan, did your mom raise her placenta as a son? Where are your brains? I have been traveling the world since I was born, and I split up with my dad at the age of eight and began running for my life. I was admitted to West Point when I was still a teenager and after graduation, I formed my own mercenary team. I’ve never been afraid of dying, and I have been fighting death since I was born. How stupid are you to ask me a question like that?”

No one in the world had ever cussed at Qiao Nan like that. In the Qiao Family, no one dared to cross Qiao Nan, because everyone knew that he was a violent, heartless, and petty little man.

“Haha, you’re the first person to treat me like this. You’ve got balls, Lu Yan,” Qiao Nan snickered.

“I can even cuss at Ian, so who do you think you are? I’m running out of time and patience, you want to die? Just tell me and stop wasting my time. I’ll give you five more seconds. If you don’t give my man back by then, let’s all go to hell together.”

Then, with the red bomb in hand, Lu Yan began counting down.

“Five… four… three…”

“I’ll let you go.”

Finally, Qiao Nan admitted defeat.

“So soon? Do you think you really have what it takes to become the leader of your family with that pair of tiny balls? Stupid f*ck.” Lu Yan detested Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan’s teeth clenched; he hated Lu Yan to his guts, but he couldn’t do anything about it. This was because Ghost One belonged only to Lu Yan – it was she who invented it.

When this bomb was first made, some terrorist organizations offered Lu Yan a couple of billion dollars. However, Lu Yan refused without thinking.

Qiao Nan wasn’t sure how many of these bombs Lu Yan had, but he knew how powerful Ghost One was because he heard about the destruction of Ian’s Indonesian headquarters.

Therefore, he wasn’t about to be stupid and underestimate this woman and the bomb in her hand.

“Let him go,” Qiao Nan said, and his men immediately backed up, allowing Lu Yan to walk past them and help Qiao Fei

As he watched them leave, Qiao Nan felt both humiliated and angry. He muttered quietly, “Lu Yan, I’ll make you pay.”

Lu Yan and Qiao Fei ended up in a cave, located in the ghetto area of Indonesia. Qiao Fei’s leg was grazed by a bullet, and she wanted to help him.

“Damn it, Qiao Fei, take off your pants,” Lu Yan ordered impatiently.