where is the father

Chapter 332
The high spirits and boundless joy just now disappeared without a trace when they saw Luo Lan.

Some people froze on the spot, at a loss, while others quickly recovered and pulled out the pistol in their arms. The black muzzle was aimed at Luo Lan, ready to shoot at any time, but thinking of Director Wu's tragic death, they flew out. The bullet will fly back, and he can no longer exert force with his finger on the trigger.

"You guys are really brave. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Some held guns, some drew knives, and some tried to escape.

However, in front of Luo Lan, these actions were too feeble. As long as she wanted, she could turn all of them into ashes with a wave of her hand.

However, she wouldn't do that, wouldn't cheapen them so much.

Someone finally pulled the trigger, but the bullet did not fly out of the black hole of the gun. With a bang, the pistol exploded in their hands, and they held up their bloody hands and wailed.

"Just crying? The good show hasn't even started yet!" Her face showed a look of cruelty, and every time she recalled the tender look in Jun's eyes, her heart would be so painful that she couldn't beat, and she just wanted to tear these people apart.

Indignantly, she waved her hand, and the light-gold wind blade of vitality was released from her palm, severing the arms of more than a dozen directors in front of her shoulders.

A dozen arms fell to the ground in unison, and with the howling of the directors, the gorgeous banquet hall instantly turned into a hell on earth.

The knife flew out, flew back, inserted into the thigh of the knife owner, severed the artery, and blood gushed out. He wanted to call for help, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter anything except whining. He lowered his head Suddenly, he realized that his trachea had been severed, blood overflowed his chest, and the pain swallowed all his senses. He began to regret why he provoked this female devil. Sufficient capital to start a new family business, momentary greed, caused the current situation.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.

The entire banquet hall became restless, with bursts of gunshots, flashes of swords and swords, and someone even threw wine bottles and glasses at Luo Lan.

However, everything was in vain. No one or anything could get close to Luo Lan's body. All the things thrown at her, including bullets and sharp knives, flew back one after another and inserted into their owners' bodies.

At the scene, not a single person died, and some were just wailing trash all over the floor.

"You like to play with fire, don't you? Then I'll let you have a taste of being burned by fire." She raised her hands high and gathered all the wine in the banquet hall in mid-air with spiritual power, letting them turn into raindrops and sprinkle on everyone's body.

The mellow wine that was still being tasted just now will soon become their death talisman.

She raised her hand, sucked the lighter that had been dropped on the ground into her palm, lightly lit the fire, ignored the pleading and begging of 59 senior executives, and threw the lighter to the ground with her hands.

The flames shot out along the alcohol all over the floor, and soon set those immobile disabled bodies on fire. For a while, the flames were raging, wailing bursts, and thick smoke came out along the window gaps. 59 burning people burned the hotel fire sprinkler system lit.

A fine water curtain poured down from the ceiling to extinguish the 59 Burning Men. However, this was only the beginning of their pain.

Fifty-nine burning men suffered severe burns of varying degrees, accompanied by other external and internal injuries. Although they did not die, they were enough to make their lives worse than death.

Unrecognizable, curled up, unable to straighten their fingers, unable to take care of themselves, such a life is better than death, but unfortunately, they can't even seek death at this time, they can only live day by day, enduring the pain of rotting flesh.

Luo Lan wanted them to remember, remember the crimes they committed, and make him regret every day and every moment.

She returned to the ruins of Clinton, which had been banned, and stared blankly at the ashes there. Did you just fall asleep like this?Such a stunningly talented man was burned like this?

She still couldn't believe that Jun Boqing would die so easily, she believed that he was still alive.

The moon was gone, and the snow was falling. She stood in the cold wind, looked up to the sky and screamed: "Jun Fuqing, if you are still alive, come out to see me, come and see me quickly." And pain, the heart seems to be emptied, lost soul, downcast.

When Bai Lin found her, she was still standing in the cold wind, even though the snow was covering her, she stubbornly guarded the ruins, waiting for her lover to return.

Bai Lin brought her home, who had lost consciousness due to heartbreak, and she was in a coma for seven days and nights before waking up.

"It's you again? Why are you meddling in your own business?" She stared at Bai Lin with cold eyes. If the hotel he managed hadn't been invaded, how could Jun Boqing...

"Miss Luo, he is already dead. I believe he will go to a good place. If you torture yourself like this, he will be disturbed when he sees it in the sky." Bai Lin put Jiang Cha in front of her and enlightened him.

Luo Lan snorted coldly: "You don't have to worry about my affairs!" She threw away the blanket he covered her, got up and wanted to leave, she couldn't stay here, if Jun went back to find her ruthlessly, what should I do if I couldn't find her?
"Where are you going?" Bai Lin hurriedly followed her footsteps, anxious and nervous for her for no reason in his heart. Ever since he first saw her, he couldn't help but pay attention to her and feel sorry for her.

Luo Lan didn't answer, and left. This time, she didn't knock open the French window he had just repaired, and walked towards the door.

After leaving the apartment, she went straight to the ruins of Clinton, only to find that the ashes that had been covered with snow had been emptied out, leaving only a large, slightly darkened space.

Construction materials are piled up around the open space. Bulldozers, excavators, and craftsmen are all ready to start new construction.

"Jun Boqing, where are you? You didn't die, did you?" She looked around, those strange faces, and herself who looked extraordinarily lonely, came at her in bursts of whirling.

No, I can't fall down. I want to stay well and stay in Luoshi well. Jun Boqing will definitely come back. He must not be dead. When he comes back, he will be able to find her in Luoshi.

She took a deep breath, turned and left, and returned to Rockwell, her mission, her responsibility.

Playing with the Eight Treasure Pagoda in her hand, the chief culprit who caused her to lose Jun Qingqing was imprisoned in the pagoda. If it was not for him, she would not decide to come to the earth to exchange blood.

Hate it, really hate it.

She wants to exchange blood immediately, and then kill him to avenge Bo Qing.

To An Ye, she used to only have resentment, but now, not only resentment, but also hatred, boundless hatred.

She blamed everything that happened on the body of the night.

In the senior nursing home under the Rock Group, she completed the blood exchange, and the blood in her body has been completely wiped out.

Just as she was about to attack An Ye, the Eight Treasures Pagoda suddenly fell apart, and a black shadow disappeared in a flash, leaving only a clear voice: "Luo Lan, I will definitely help you find Jun Boqing, don't be sad anymore, wait... Me." Although he is in the Eight Treasures Pagoda, because of the blood ban, he can feel Luo Lan's sadness, and he finally understands that it is impossible for him to intervene between the two of them, no matter what he does, it will be the same .

(End of this chapter)