Looking at this subordinate who came back alone, Allen just had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Luo Xiaoqian did not return to the hotel. His subordinates have already checked out. I just contacted the airport..." The subordinate glanced at the car window anxiously, "She...she has returned to Beijing!"
Bang!
Before Allen could respond, Locke had already opened the door and stepped out of the car.
"What did you say?!"
"Sir..." The subordinate lowered his face timidly, "Luo... Miss Luo went back to Beijing directly!"
Locke's face turned cold instantly, he took a step forward and punched out fiercely.
Nice lower uppercut.
On the index finger of his right hand, there is a silver ring with snakes and roses on the surface.
At this moment, in the open mouth of the snake, two small fangs have stood up. Reflecting the light in the distance, you can vaguely see the mucus overflowing from it. That is venom - extracted from the most poisonous King Spectacle in Africa.
It only takes a small amount of snakes to be fatal.
This ring is a special ring with snake venom inside and a sophisticated mechanism on the side. As long as the mechanism is turned on, the snake teeth on the ring will appear and spit out venom from the tips of the snake teeth, just like a real king cobra.
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The snake's fangs drew two thin silver lines in the air, and Locke's fist was ready to hit the side of the man's face.
This punch was extremely heavy.
The subordinate only felt a pain in his neck, and his body took three steps back uncontrollably. Despite this, he did not dare to resist at all, and still stood there with his face downcast, extremely respectful.
Allen stood aside with a downcast face and a nervous look in his eyes.
First, the arrest of Leng Zirui failed, and then the Luo Xiaoqian incident happened. It was not difficult for him to imagine how his boss was in a bad mood at the moment.
Allen has been with Locke for so many years, and he knows very well the consequences of Locke's bad mood.
Therefore, when he saw the beaten man suddenly twitching and falling to the ground, he was not surprised. Instead, he took out the handkerchief from his body and respectfully presented it to Locke.
Taking his handkerchief, Locke gently wiped his right hand, raised his hand and threw the handkerchief into Allen's arms.
"Take care of it!"
Allen carefully took the handkerchief, as if holding a king cobra.
"Yes, sir!"
Without looking at the body on the ground, Locke turned around and got into the car. Allen was busy helping him close the door, and the driver took him out of the alley.
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After a two-hour flight, the private plane returned to Beijing Capital Airport.
Luo Xiaoqian, who had taken a short rest on the plane, stepped off the plane with a relaxed look and stepped into Xiao Ding's car, which was already waiting on the airport. "I'm sorry, but I'm bothering you so late?"
In order to prevent Leng Zimo from knowing, Luo Xiaoqian did not allow Ajiu to call the farm to send a car. Instead, she called Xiao Ding and asked him to pick her up.
"You're too polite!" Xiao Ding started the car and turned to her with concern, "Didn't you plan to come back tomorrow? Didn't something happen?"
"It's okay, I just..." Luo Xiaoqian raised her lips slightly, "I feel a little homesick!"
When leaving, I originally felt that Leng Zimo's repeated attempts to stay were a bit exaggerated, but I thought to myself that it was just a one-night stay, so there was no such exaggerated longing for him.
However, when she accepted those interviews and told interesting stories about him and her, she suddenly realized that she missed him so much.
