Hearing his voice, everyone was taken aback.
"Sir!"
A few subordinates spoke out anxiously, worried.
"Leng Zimo?!"
Mo Bei, who rushed over, looked at Leng Zimo walking out and was equally shocked.
Inside the helicopter, Luo Ke and Jiao Yang both turned their faces.
Through the helicopter glass, both of them saw Leng Zimo.
Staring at the man holding up his hands, hooked with a gun, coming out from behind the bushes, Jiao Yang just frowned tightly.
"Leng Zimo, are you crazy?!"
"You should know his identity. If you kill him, the United Kingdom won’t spare you. You’re a smart man and wouldn’t bring trouble upon yourself!" Leng Zimo stood straight on the grass. "You should know, I’m a more suitable hostage for you than Jiao Yang. As long as I’m in your hands, Xiao Qian will definitely obey you."
Luo Ke sneered, "Alright, drop the gun in your hand and co over."
Leng Zimo threw away the gun and continued walking towards the helicopter.
Watching him approach, Luo Ke extended his hand and drew another gun from his pocket.
On the other side of the helicopter, Cheang Xiao carefully crawled over the grass to the side of the helicopter.
The sound of the rotor blades masked his footsteps, and with Leng Zimo successfully drawing Luo Ke’s attention, Luo Ke didn’t notice Cheang Xiao coming up from behind.
Leng Zimo stepped closer to the helicopter, and Luo Ke suddenly raised his left hand, about to pull the trigger.
"Get down!"
Jiao Yang shouted, rose recklessly, and grabbed Luo Ke’s left hand.
Bam!
The bullet discharged, pierced through the glass, and shot out of the helicopter.
The bullet missed Leng Zimo and veered off in an unknown direction.
Once again, Jiao Yang grappled with Luo Ke.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Cheang Xiao leaped up, kicking away the gun Luo Ke aid at Jiao Yang, and swung his fist at Luo Ke.
"Go now!"
Jiao Yang knew that staying would only cause more trouble, so he struggled up and staggered towards the cabin door.
Reaching the door, he couldn’t stand steady and fell onto the plane.
"Jiao Yang!"
Mo Bei, anxious, was about to rush over.
Beside her, a Leng Zimo subordinate quickly lunged over, tackling her to the ground. Several other subordinates charged together, rushing towards the helicopter.
Leng Zimo swiftly dashed over, leaping onto the plane.
Inside the helicopter, seeing things going awry, Luo Ke lightly clenched his right hand adorned with the Cobra Ring. The poisonous fangs erged, and venom automatically flowed out.
Noticing the erging fangs on the ring, Cheang Xiao’s pupils contracted.
"Die!"
Luo Ke swung a punch.
Cheang Xiao realized the ring had issues, didn’t dare to block it head-on, sidestepped, and reached out, attempting to grab Luo Ke’s other arm.
Luo Ke twisted around, raised his hand, and punched towards his neck.
Cheang Xiao sidestepped and raised his arm to block.
The fangs sliced through the air, tracing a cold silver line, hitting Cheang Xiao’s forearm.
Cheang Xiao felt his arm prick as if stabbed by needles, instinctively looking at his arm, seeing two dark fang marks on the forearm as if bitten by a snake.
Seizing this mont of distraction, Luo Ke kicked him out of the helicopter, bent down to pick up the gun on the ground, raised his hand, and aid at Jiao Yang, who was being helped up by Leng Zimo.
"Now it’s your turn!"
Seeing him about to pull the trigger, Leng Zimo jumped forward, using his body to shield Jiao Yang.
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