Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Bypassing the layers of hail, Luo Ding closed his eyes, and there was a very cold light in the throat: "You should come out."

In such an open place, her voice is extraordinarily ethereal.

After a few seconds, you can hear the layers of the echo.

No one answered, just a faint voice seemed to hear someone sigh.

Luo was not talking, but ran very fast towards the third floor, then fired a shot at the window.

Just listening to the crack of the glass ‘砰’, a man in a black suit came into view.

The moonlight outside the window slowly came in. She didn't speak, but the right hand touched the switch and turned the light on.

The man seemed to be stunned, but his expression quickly recovered as usual, turning around and watching Luo.

Luo dust also looked at him, hands behind his back, holding the pistol in his hand.

"Dust, how come you?" Wang Meng's expression did not change, but the tone was very surprised.

She shrugged and made a nervous look: "Why is the Wang team here, do you also receive anonymous text messages?"

"No." Wang Meng shook his head and said: "It was Jiusheng who called me and asked me to come here. I also felt very confused. But I am worried that there is danger and I want to see it alone."

"It turned out to be like this." Luo Ding Chen took a long sigh of relief: "I have more peace of mind when I see the Kings. When I walked up all the way, I always felt a little embarrassed."

"Nothing, I have seen it here is no danger." Wang Meng said in a serious way: "Dust you come over, I will show you something."

At this moment, Luo’s mind suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world.

This feeling she has already passed, it is probably a lot of things, it will soon be the dust.

"What is it?" Luo Dust walked toward Wang Meng step by step, and at a distance of one meter from him, he quickly took a gun and hit the place where he was at his heart.

Her guess is not wrong, it must be wrong.

"Uh-huh--" the other side snorted and his face was slightly ugly.

He grabbed his heart and looked at Luo Ding: "You...what are you doing?"

"You wear bulletproof vests?" Luo sneered and sneered: "Also, how can you not wear them?"

She asked herself that her shooting method was accurate enough. The gun definitely hit the heart. Even if Wang Meng was not dead, she could not have the strength to talk to her.

"Are you a traitor to our police station?" Wang Meng bit his teeth and said: "Then don't blame me."

The next second, Luo Dian once again raised the pistol: "Is it necessary for the Grand Superintendent to put it on? You let me come here, isn't it for something?"

Wang Meng’s face suddenly changed and his voice was low: “Then you said, what am I for?”

"Before answering your question, I have to ask a question first." Luo dusted his teeth and said: "Where is Jiusheng?"

"Things are for me, I will let you leave safely." Wang Meng took off his glasses and the whole person's eyes changed.

"You let me see my nine-year-old brother, I will give you something." After Luo closed his eyes and closed his eyes, he said: "As long as he lives, other things are not important to me."

"He is good, just upstairs." Wang Meng pointed to the fourth floor: "There is not only him, but his old club."

Luo dusted his frown and stepped back step by step, heading for the fourth floor.