Mysterious Girl Breaks Into College

Luo Zi came to the wine table with guns at night.

Bend over and bounce the nonexistent dust on the leather shoes.

He turned his head slightly and looked quietly at the bottom of the table.

Then his eyes looked cold and frowned.

The gun is gone!

Luo ziye's eyes flashed and quickly covered his emotions.

He continued to flick the dust on his shoes.

Then he stood up and took it easy to tidy up his suit.

Slightly turned over and quickly made a gesture in the direction of the vent where others could not see.

Gong QingHan, who had been lurking in the vent upstairs, frowned when he saw Luo ziye's retreat gesture.

The plan went wrong?

Gong QingHan didn't think much. He put the gun away and prepared to evacuate.

However, as soon as she got up, strong winds blew over her head, mixed with the roaring sea wind, which made people unstable.

The sound of the propeller scraping at high speed was buzzing and exploding above Gong QingHan's head.

Gong QingHan looked up and five or six helicopters whirled around her head.

Then, the hatch of the helicopter was opened and solid ropes fell down.

Black bodyguards with guns fell down the rope to the splint.

In just a few tens of seconds, there were dozens of people in black in front of Gong QingHan.

The muzzle of the gun that almost melted into the night pointed at her.

"Put the gun down."

One of them Chonggong QingHan ordered in fluent English.

Gong QingHan lifted his eyes slightly and threw the sniper gun aside.

Then raise your hands.

Immediately, two people came forward and arrested Gong QingHan.

Luo ziye listened to the movement above his head and frowned slightly.

Before Luo took action at midnight, a group of people in black rushed in like lightning and surrounded him completely.

"Put your hands up."

Luo ziye raised his hand obediently, looked at the black muzzle, smiled and asked in fluent English:

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

“……”

However, no one answered him.

There was a sound of footsteps on the splint above his head. After a while, Gong QingHan was escorted in.

Austin slowly walked out of the enclosure of the bodyguards with a glass of red wine.

Frowning at Gong QingHan and Luo ziye, who were escorted in, he said with disdain:

"Which fool sent you? He sent two little broken children with no hair. They are still Chinese."

Luo ziye smiled innocuously and replied in English:

"Don't look down on the little broken children, especially China, China's bear children, cry for you every minute."

"Hum."

Austin sneered with disdain and turned his eyes from Luo midnight to Gong QingHan.

When he saw the palace QingHan with a cold and gorgeous face clamped by his men, his eyes flashed amazing.

Carrying the wine, he walked towards QingHan palace.

Stand still in front of Gong QingHan, reach out, hold Gong QingHan's small and delicate chin, and look at it carefully:

"Tut Tut, I have to admit that you Chinese women are really beautiful."

He stretched out his tongue and licked his rich lips: "although I'm a little younger, I don't mind raising it for another two years."

Luo ziye's eyes sank and opened dangerously: "I advise you not to touch her."

"You can't talk here." Austin didn't look at midnight.

His fingers stroked back and forth on Gong QingHan's young white face: "tut Tut, I like this face."

"Really?" Gong QingHan smiled, as beautiful as a poisonous poppy.