The people behind him immediately removed their guns and lights.
The man's face showed some clues. He had a handsome face as if carved with a knife and an axe, his hair was extremely short, and he was wearing a set of outdoor combat attire.
"Are you Luo Xiaoqian?!"
The man asked gently, and then tentatively extended his palm to her.
"do not come!"
Looking at his extended palm, Luo Xiaoqian screamed suddenly and swung the wine bottle over with both hands.
The man dodged neatly, but Luo Xiaoqian missed the blow and immediately retracted her hand to her chest, her whole body tense up.
The tall man frowned, stood up, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Before he could answer the phone, the heavy sound of an engine could be heard outside.
Accompanied by the flashing headlights, a majestic Bugatti car, a sapphire blue that was almost as dark as the night, knocked over the guardrail and rushed into the courtyard like a wild horse, and stopped screaming on the sand.
The car lights didn't even come on, but a man had already rushed out of the car and rushed into the poop in the heavy rain.
"who?"
The men all came forward to meet him, pointing their guns forward.
The bright light reflected the man's face that turned all living beings upside down, it was Leng Zimo.
"Go away!"
Facing the countless lights and muzzles, he just roared two words, rushed forward without stopping, and pushed away the soldiers who blocked him.
"Let him in!"
The tall man gave the order inside the door, and the men who were about to take action stopped their actions.
Leng Zimo rushed into the room, his eyes swept over the tall man, and then fixed on Luo Xiaoqian in front of the pillar.
Her whole body shrank into a ball, her long hair hung wetly in front of her face, her eyes were full of fear in her hair, the white dress on her body was in stark contrast to her black hair, her hands were holding a hand tightly
Only half of the beer bottle was left, and the white palms were covered with mud and water.
In the dark room, she looked so lonely and weak.
Leng Zimo’s heart was broken!
"Xiao Qian, I'm sorry!"
Rushing forward, he stretched out his arms to hug her.
"do not come!"
Luo Xiaoqian growled, and instinctively waved the beer bottle in her hand. Leng Zimo had no time to dodge, and the beer bottle pierced his suit and shirt, and went straight into his arm.
"Don't be afraid, it's me!" He ignored the pain in his hands and stretched out his arms to hug her wet and cold body, "It's me, I'm Leng Zimo, I'm here to save you!"
Leng Zimo?
Is he Leng Zimo?!
Luo Xiaoqian stopped struggling and raised her face from his arms, "Are you Leng Zimo?"
Lifting his uninjured hand to help her smooth out her messy hair, Leng Zimo smiled softly, "Look carefully, I'm not lying to you, I'm Leng Zimo!"
Luo Xiaoqian's hand that was tightly clenched on the beer bottle finally slowly loosened her grip, and she threw herself into his arms. She grabbed his shirt tightly.
"Take me away, take me away, Leng Zimo, take me away quickly, I don't want to be here..."
"Okay!" He hugged her and patted her back comfortingly, "I'll take you away right away. Let's go home, go home!"
On his arm, blood was already overflowing from the wound, but he didn't seem to notice it. He just picked her up and held her in his arms like a baby, wrapped in a suit.
"Where are people?"
His voice was low, as if he had shocked Luo Xiaoqian, who was still frightened in his arms, but the anger in his voice radiated from every word.
"Opposite!" The tall man raised his chin towards the room opposite.
Leng Zimo walked straight to the other party's room.
