The man strode over and pulled up Luo Xi who was curled up on the ground, only to see her little face soaked with tears.
Luo Xi saw Jing Mohao's face clearly, and then she sobbed, "Why did you come here?"
"I'm crying."
Jing Mohao wiped away the tears on Luo Xi's face with his hands, "Why are you hiding under the table?"
He just thought she jumped out of the window in a hurry.
"Just now I thought there was an earthquake, but no, there was a war, so I hid inside. earthquake war He kicked the door a few times and it became an earthquake.
A few shots were fired and it became a war.
Does this woman have any common sense?
The man in black behind him didn't know who couldn't hold it in, and burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
the man said with a gloomy face, "Ouyang, take them back."
"Yes, then young master, how do you go back?"
Jing Mohao threw the keys to him, "Go and take my car out of the garage and park it downstairs."
"yes."
The men in black left in an orderly manner, but Luo Xi was still immersed in the terrifying cloud just now and couldn't extricate himself.
"It was really loud just now, really."
Luo Xi pointed to the place where she was squatting under the table and complained to the man with an aggrieved face.
Jing Mohao knew that the sound in the room would be amplified late at night, not to mention that she was hiding in such a small space under the table just now.
You can imagine the auditory impact caused by the sound of a group of grown men punching and kicking outside.
How big.
Jing Mohao took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around Luo Xi's shoulders.
"Let's go."
Luo Xi was a little fussy when she picked up her bag and walked.
Jing Mohao saw that she was struggling, so he directly put his arm around her slender waist and let Luo Xi use his own strength to walk forward.
Walking into the dark elevator, Luo Xi felt a little out of breath.
She thought it was Jing Mohao's strong aura that made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She pushed the man's arm away slightly, "Let go of me, I'm on my own OK."
Jing Mohao slightly let go of her, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and played with a ring engraved with an x on his fingertips.
Luo Xi stared at the declining numbers.
For the first time, she felt that the 32nd floor was so high and it took so long to count from thirty-two to one.
Why had the elevator not landed after descending for so long?
Luo Xi felt that her chest was getting more and more stuffy, her head was getting dizzy and heavier, and she gradually lost the strength to control her center of gravity.
She gently covered her chest and breathed in the air around her, trying to relieve her discomfort.
Jing Mohao lowered his eyes and noticed her unusual behavior, "Uncomfortable"
"No, I just feel a little bored."
After saying that, his vision went dark and he fell straight to the side.
"Luoxi Luoxi" Seeing that she didn't respond, Jing Mohao picked her up and rushed out as soon as the elevator door opened.
Ouyang had already driven the car and was waiting downstairs.
When he saw Jing Mohao coming out, he hurriedly opened the car door.
"Call Jian Qing and ask him to appear in front of me as quickly as possible."
"yes."
"Call Lin Yuan and ask him to call up the surveillance on the 32nd floor this afternoon and find out who was the last person to lock the door."
"yes."
Damn it, he doesn't believe it.
Anyone who dares to disturb Jing Mohao's head is simply seeking death.
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Jing Mohao hugged Luo Xi, and everything he looked at was scorched earth.
Ouyang has never seen him so angry over a woman.
In their world, women are just clothes for replacement and tools for venting selfish desires.
They are never allowed to affect their judgment, thoughts and even will
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