"Chris, get him another million." Luo Xichen ordered lightly without even raising his eyelids.
Chris walked out of the darkness, holding a black box in his hand. He had a cold face and a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
"Thank you, thank you boss, thank you Mr. Luo." The little reporter couldn't help but be happy as he took the money.
He opened the box and found that it was all filled with U.S. dollars, and there was a booklet on top of the U.S. dollars.
"Passport?" the young reporter was surprised.
Luo Xichen raised his eyelids and said slowly: "I have arranged an apartment for you in Los Angeles, go and enjoy yourself."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Luo, you are really my reborn parents. I will never return to City X in this life."
Chris took out a plane ticket from his pocket, threw it into the little reporter's arms, and said, "Let's go, someone will take you to the airport as soon as you were a kid."
After the two men in black sent the young reporter out, Chris spat at his back with a look of contempt on his face.
"Boss, do you need to kill him?"
Luo Xichen shook his head, his ice eyes touched the wedding ring between his fingers, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"No need, Wan Qing said, you don't want me to kill anyone. I've already injured five people, let him live."
Chris frowned slightly, looked at Luo Xichen, and said, "Boss, you were never merciful when you were in Italy. How can you do it now because of..."
"Italy is Italy, China is China, we are on someone else's territory now, it's better to be careful."
After saying that, Luo Xichen stood up from the soft chair and walked forward, leaving only Chris's tall and determined back.
"I'm going back. Wan Qing is waiting for me at home."
When he opened the door, Luo Xichen saw a face that was very similar to Wan Qing's, but this woman's eyes were green, strange and unruly.
"Lucifer..."
"Go away."
He pushed her away impatiently and refused to even give her a cold look.
Mechelle was pushed to the side and happened to fall into the arms of a handsome guy at the bar. She was so happy that the handsome guy exclaimed with joy.
Mechelle wanted to catch up with Luo Xichen's back, but was held tightly by the handsome boy and couldn't struggle.
When the handsome boy's lips slid from her cheek to her neck, Mechelle felt a huge sense of sadness in her heart.
What is she doing all this for?
A huge feeling of death surged into her heart, coupled with the numbness on her neck, Mechelle closed her eyes and simply let herself sink.
She wanted to be depraved. At least a night of depravity would give her a night of pleasure.
Just when the handsome boy put his big hands into her clothes and pressed his body upwards, Mechelle heard a voice that was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
"It's really ugly. How could you stand in her face and do such a despicable thing? It's so disgusting."
Immediately afterwards, Mechelle felt that the man pressing on her was gone, and she heard a scream.
Correspondingly, what appeared in front of her was a tall man who looked like an ice cube. He was so cold, with no expression on his face, and the fierce aura in his body made people dare not ignore him.
What he said to himself just now - "Chris, give him another million." Luo Xichen gave a faint order without even raising his eyelids.
Chris walked out of the darkness, holding a black box in his hand. He had a cold face and a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
"Thank you, thank you boss, thank you Mr. Luo." The little reporter couldn't help but be happy as he took the money.
He opened the box and found that it was all filled with U.S. dollars, and there was a booklet on top of the U.S. dollars.
"Passport?" the young reporter was surprised.
Luo Xichen raised his eyelids and said slowly: "I have arranged an apartment for you in Los Angeles, go and enjoy yourself."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Luo, you are really my reborn parents. I will never return to City X in this life."
Chris took out a plane ticket from his pocket, threw it into the little reporter's arms, and said, "Let's go, someone will take you to the airport as soon as you were a kid."
After the two men in black sent the young reporter out, Chris spat at his back with a look of contempt on his face.
"Boss, do you need to kill him?"
Luo Xichen shook his head, his ice eyes touched the wedding ring between his fingers, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"No need, Wan Qing said, you don't want me to kill anyone. I've already injured five people, let him live."
Chris frowned slightly, looked at Luo Xichen, and said, "Boss, you were never merciful when you were in Italy. How can you do it now because of..."
"Italy is Italy, China is China, we are on someone else's territory now, it's better to be careful."
After saying that, Luo Xichen stood up from the soft chair and walked forward, leaving only Chris's tall and determined back.
"I'm going back. Wan Qing is waiting for me at home."
When he opened the door, Luo Xichen saw a face that was very similar to Wan Qing's, but this woman's eyes were green, strange and unruly.
"Lucifer..."
"Go away."
He pushed her away impatiently and refused to even give her a cold look.
Mechelle was pushed to the side and happened to fall into the arms of a handsome guy at the bar. She was so happy that the handsome guy exclaimed with joy.
Mechelle wanted to catch up with Luo Xichen's back, but was held tightly by the handsome boy and couldn't struggle.
When the handsome boy's lips slid from her cheek to her neck, Mechelle felt a huge sense of sadness in her heart.
What is she doing all this for?
A huge feeling of death surged into her heart, coupled with the numbness on her neck, Mechelle closed her eyes and simply let herself sink.
She wanted to be depraved. At least a night of depravity would give her a night of pleasure.
Just when the handsome boy put his big hands into her clothes and pressed his body upwards, Mechelle heard a voice that was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
"It's really ugly. How could you stand in her face and do such a despicable thing? It's so disgusting."
Immediately afterwards, Mechelle felt that the man pressing on her was gone, and she heard a scream.
Correspondingly, what appeared in front of her was a tall man who looked like an ice cube. He was so cold, with no expression on his face, and the fierce aura in his body made people dare not ignore him.