Imposter Young Master
Chapter 884 - 889: Truly a Scumbag

Chapter 884: Chapter 889: Truly a Scumbag

ps: In the previous Chapter, it was a mistake with the pocket, the old lady had already known about Yang Fei’s background beforehand.

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"What’s going on?" Yang Gang asked.

"Boss, the Federal navy is ordering me to stop the ship for inspection," came the response.

Yang Gang frowned slightly, "A Federal warship? Isn’t this Xilan’s high seas?"

"Because Xilan has fallen into the hands of terrorist organizations, the Federal Government has declared to take over all the territorial seas of the Xilan Republic," Zuo Lan said.

"Humph! A blatant act of looting under the guise of a fire. It’s truly sad how Xilan is acting like such a lackey."

Yang Gang paused for a moment then said, "I’ll go out and take a look."

Having said that, Yang Gang proceeded to the deck.

Miles away, three Federal warships had completely surrounded Yang Gang’s ship.

All three Federal warships were missile boats.

These were the Federal’s newly built missile boats, with a length of 65.4 meters and a width of 8.4 meters, equipped with two anti-ship missile launchers, one 37 mm fully automatic dual-barrel naval gun (replacing the 76 mm naval guns from the 774th boat onwards), and two 30 mm dual-barrel naval guns.

Their firepower was formidable.

At this moment, the fully automatic dual-barrel naval guns atop the three missile boats were all aiming at Yang Gang’s transport ship.

Yang Gang again frowned slightly.

"Trouble," he muttered.

Then, through the megaphone of one of the missile boats, came a call to Yang Gang’s transport ship.

"We are the patrol team of the Federal Third Fleet. This maritime zone is currently under martial law, and the passage of all vessels is prohibited. Please follow our instructions and take your ship to Gran Island for our investigation."

Gran Island was an island in the South Pacific Ocean belonging to the Federation, roughly 600 nautical miles away from Yang Gang’s current position.

The distance was not particularly far, but the location of Gran Island was completely at odds with the direction of the Xilan Republic, where Yang Gang intended to go.

Moreover, Yang Gang had no time to waste on the Federation’s inspection.

"Boss, should we make a move?" Zuo Lan whispered, "It would take about half an hour to completely sink these three missile boats."

Yang Gang shook his head, "This ship belongs to Xueji. If we sink the Federal warships, it would draw the flames of war to Xueji."

Ye Qing also said, "Boss is right. After the fall of Xilan, Xueji has become a shield for the Federation. To prevent the war from reaching Federation territory, the Federal Government will certainly try to occupy Xueji and let it act as a strategic buffer zone."

With a frown, Zuo Lan said, "If that’s the case, won’t Xueji be covered in the flames of war again? How can this be allowed? Xueji has long suffered from war, the situation has just stabilized, and the people had just begun to see hope."

"The Federation doesn’t care about the life and death of the people from Xueji," Ye Qing said, then looked towards Yang Gang, "Boss, what do you say we should do?"

While Yang Gang was contemplating, three dark figures resembling vessels suddenly appeared behind the Federal missile boats.

But as the distance closed further, Yang Gang and the others could make out the full appearance of these objects.

"That’s... a torpedo boat!" Ye Qing exclaimed in shock, "Standard military torpedo boats!!"

The formidable dual-row naval guns, about 25 millimeters in caliber, along with the spine-tingling torpedo tubes on the torpedo boats, were quite intimidating.

However, these three abruptly appearing torpedo boats bore no military insignia, and it was unclear which force they belonged to.

Their sudden appearance behind the Federal missile boats nearly scared the daylights out of them.

All three missile boats had their guns trained on Yang Gang’s transport ship, leaving no time to swivel and aim at the torpedo boats behind them.

They dared not act rashly. Randomly swinging their guns could be taken as an act of war.

They would probably be destroyed by the torpedo boats, which had taken a more advantageous position, before they could adjust their aim.

Fortunately, the torpedo boats did not launch an attack.

The three Federal missile boats very decisively moved forward, no longer caring to intercept Yang Gang.

Once the Federal warships had moved away, the three torpedo boats also quietly departed.

"What force’s torpedo boat is that?" Zuo Lan lay on the ship’s rail, gazing at the torpedo boat as it moved farther and farther away.

Ye Qing shook his head, "Not sure."

Yang Gang also stared out at the sea, seemingly lost in thought.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Speed up."

Having said that, he returned to the cabin.

Three hours later, Yang Gang and the others arrived at a secluded port in Xilan.

Although Stabbing Gold had completely taken over the capital city of Jincheng in Xilan, its claws had not yet reached the remote areas of Xilan.

Upon landing, the people in these remote areas appeared very panicked, with many residents gathered at the port, carrying large and small bags, planning to flee by boat.

Yang Gang had Ye Qing and Zuo Lan make contact with the ’Love and World Peace’ members in Xilan, while he rushed to Jincheng with a rat and a cat.

The highway to Jincheng was a dual carriageway, with almost no vehicles entering the capital, but the lane exiting from Jincheng was bustling with traffic, as a large number of people fled the capital.

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In the capital city of Jincheng, Xilan, a certain Antique City.

"You Sen, what are you doing!" A beautiful woman stood in front of an older man, scolding angrily.

It was Qin Ruoli, the flight attendant Yang Gang had encountered several times.

The older man was Qin Ruoli’s father, an ordinary antiques dealer.

Qin’s father seemed to be injured, bloodied.

Not far from him, a fat man was also injured and lying on the ground.

Standing opposite Qin Ruoli, a few youths wielded batons and other weapons, looking quite arrogant.

The youth leading them was You Sen, who had once confessed his feelings to Qin Ruoli and been rejected.

"Qin Ruoli, I told you, stick with me, and I’ll let your dad go," You Sen said unscrupulously.

"Pah! Dream on! We are honest merchants, even if you kiss up to the terrorists and become a patrolman, you can’t just arrest people for no reason!" Qin Ruoli retorted angrily.

"The crap of an honest merchant! Those in power at Stabbing Gold have said that businesses like the antiques trade, which survive through cheating and swindling, must be shut down."

You Sen smashed his stick into a nearby antiques stall, shattering three or four pieces of blue and white porcelain instantly.

Seeing his goods smashed, Qin’s father was so angry he nearly spat blood and died.

He calmed himself down, pulled Qin Ruoli aside, and then said, "You Sen, I can give you all of my possessions, please just let my daughter go."

You Sen laughed uproariously, "Ha ha ha! Beg me on your knees."

Without another word, Qin’s father knelt down.

"Dad!" Qin Ruoli, caught off guard, hurriedly tried to pull up her father.

You Sen was stunned, not expecting Qin’s father would actually kneel in public. After a moment, he burst into laughter and tapped his baton on Qin’s father’s head, "Old man, it’s too late. Today, I’m not only going to smash your shop, but I’m also going to sleep with your daughter!"

He waved his hand, "Grab Qin Ruoli for me."

You Sen’s followers immediately pounced like a pack of wolves.

Qin Ruoli was just an ordinary woman with no power to resist.

Tears welling in her eyes, she decided to bite her tongue and end it all rather than suffer humiliation.

But before the thugs could touch her, they were sent flying out one by one, screaming in agony.

"What scum," a familiar voice sounded.

Qin Ruoli opened her eyes and looked at the person who had suddenly appeared in front of her, hardly believing her own eyes.