fart!

Yun Kun sneered inwardly.

He's not stupid.

Who is the Old Man of the Yin Snake?

Those are devils who eat people without spitting out the bones!

He and Guo Rugui were merely tools used by the Old Man of the Yin Snake to provide "blood food".

Once Qin Yang is dealt with, the two of them will likely face certain death as well.

Therefore, Yun Kun "inadvertently" encouraged Guo Rugui to deal with Zhu Ping.

He just wanted the Yin Snake Elder and Qin Yang to face off as soon as possible.

Ideally, both sides should suffer heavy losses!

Only in this way can he completely break free from the control of the Yin Snake Elder and also eliminate Qin Yang, this major threat.

Yun Kun had great confidence in the Yin Snake Elder's strength.

Dealing with Qin Yang should be a sure thing.

But……

The thought of the inhuman power Qin Yang had previously displayed sent chills down Yun Kun's spine.

"No, we can't wait any longer!"

Yun Kun suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the office.

He had previously instructed Guo Rugui to call him every ten minutes to report on the situation.

But now, twenty minutes have passed.

Guo Rugui's phone, however, did not ring for a long time.

An ominous premonition coiled around his heart like a venomous snake.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened and uneasy he became.

"Damn it, could something have gone wrong?"

Yun Kun slammed his fist on the table, making a loud "bang".

He couldn't sit still any longer.

We must return to Ninghai immediately!

"Prepare the plane! Return to Ninghai immediately!"

Yun Kun grabbed the phone on the table and yelled at his secretary, his voice trembling.

He didn't bother to pack anything and hurriedly left the office.

In the corridor, the employees were startled by his distraught appearance and quickly moved away.

Yun Kun ran wildly, rushing straight out of the Tengkong Group Building.

A stretched Lincoln was already waiting at the door.

He jumped into the car and yelled at the driver, "Quick! To the airport!"

The car engine roared deafeningly, speeding away like a wild horse.

Yun Kun leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and forced himself to calm down.

He kept praying in his heart, hoping that the Old Man of the Yin Serpent could successfully kill Qin Yang.

However, the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became.

That feeling of unease was like a leech, impossible to shake off.

Soon, the private jet was ready.

Yun Kun boarded the plane directly.

The plane took off and sped towards Ninghai City.

Only then did Yun Kun feel a little relieved.