Leng Zirui was clutching a grenade at the stern of the boat, his eyes narrowed in a mischievous gaze, capturing the faces of the two n before him, with a faint cold smile lingering on his lips.
Those damned fellows, how dare they attack his woman.
He would make them understand the cost of doing such things!
Two subordinates, one aiming a gun at him, the other untying the ropes on the small yacht.
Soon, the small yacht departed the dock and swiftly headed toward the high seas.
As the two of Luo Ke’s n took Leng Zirui out to sea, a few miles away at another dock, Leng Zimo’s convoy had already arrived by the shore.
No sooner had the car stopped than Leng Zimo leapt out, leading the way, while Ah Sang imdiately ca forward with a few assistants to greet him.
By the dock, a luxurious yacht was already waiting.
Several people quickly boarded the yacht, Xiao Wen entered the main control room to hand over the signal from the locator to the yacht’s operators, allowing them to continue tracking, while Ah Sang invited Leng Zimo, Ah Jiu, and others into the cabin.
Leng Zimo sat on the sofa and glanced at his watch, "Where’s the helicopter?!"
"It’s on the Poseidon," Ah Sang replied, "Poseidon is currently on the high seas, it’s easier to depart from there."
"Good!" Leng Zimo nodded, "Keep an eye on things!"
Nodding in agreent, Ah Sang entered the main control room. As soone responsible for affairs in Hong Kong, he was far more familiar with these situations than Ah Jiu and others.
Ah Jiu brought a cup of water to Leng Zimo, who took it but set it on the table without drinking, then took out his phone to call Luo Xiaoqian.
"Zimo, how is it?!"
The phone quickly connected, and Luo Xiaoqian’s voice imdiately ca through.
"We’ve arrived in Hong Kong; we’re on our way to find Xu Xia. Don’t worry, get so rest. Did Cheang Xiao return yet?!" Leng Zimo asked with concern.
Though they were all in Hong Kong, only Seo Shaochuan and a few subordinates were at the farm, which made him sowhat uneasy.
"He’s back already; everything’s good here. Focus on your tasks there. Rember, be extrely careful—all of you," Luo Xiaoqian reminded once more.
"Rest assured, we’ll be fine. Get so sleep; I won’t be able to answer calls shortly. I’ll call once things are done."
"Alright!"
Luo Xiaoqian hung up the phone, looking out at the night through the window, setting the phone aside, and clasping her hands together at her chest.
"Zimo, Zirui, Xu Xia... all of you must return safely!"
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In Beijing, at a barbecue shop by the Fourth Ring Road, Mo Bei and Jiao Yang, satisfied after eating and drinking, stepped out from their private room to settle the bill at the counter.
"Let , let , this ti I insist on treating!" Mo Bei fished out a credit card from her pocket and handed it over to the counter.
"Sorry, miss, our POS machine is broken, no cards today!" The staff apologized sincerely.
"I’ll handle it!" Jiao Yang smiled, taking out his wallet and paying cash for the bill.
Then, the two walked out of the barbecue shop together.
Mo Bei hooked her motorcycle jacket over her hand, taking slow steps down the stairs, "Now I owe you four hundred bucks!"
Jiao Yang chuckled, "It’s fine, pay it back slowly when you start earning!"
Giving him a sidelong glance, Mo Bei raised a hand to straighten her hair, "I ate a lot, shall we walk a bit?"
"Sure!" Jiao Yang tucked his hands into his pockets, walking alongside her along the road.
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