"You should know very well, I only need one person as a hostage." Luo Ke curled his lips coldly, then shot a look at the bodyguard beside him. "Go take a look."
He had always been suspicious by nature, so of course he wouldn't really believe what Leng Zirui said.
To ensure his own safety, he naturally had to leave this dangerous task to someone else.
The bodyguard was reluctant, but he didn't dare disobey the order. Dragging his injured arm, he carefully walked toward Leng Zirui, step by step.
Supporting the gun with his uninjured arm, his gaze was locked on Leng Zirui, afraid Zirui would suddenly attack him.
Leng Zirui stood where he was with both hands raised. His eyes appeared to be fixed on the bodyguard and Luo Ke, but his real focus was the door behind them.
Big Bro, come on, hurry up!
Through the door behind them, Leng Zimo had already rushed into the weapons room.
Inside the weapons room, there was practically nothing left; all the racks were already empty.
