this bodyguard is too slow

He said: "Got it, let him call me back when he wakes up."

Han Qing repeatedly agreed, and after hanging up the phone, Han Qing turned around and saw a passenger car approaching not far away, Han Qing's expression became subtle, the hand covering the mobile phone was very hard, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging , as if he had made a very important decision and decided to walk there. After the car stopped, a person got out of the car. This person was none other than An Luo.

Han Qing looked at An Luo expressionlessly, but the veins in the hand holding the phone were bulging, which still showed his true inner emotions.

An Luo raised the corner of his mouth and spoke in Chinese, and it was very standard. He couldn't tell that he was a foreigner at all. An Luo raised his hand and stroked Han Qing's cheek, and said slowly: "Brother, this task is completed. It’s awesome, you’ve been undercover for so long, brother, you’ve worked hard.”

Han Qing raised his hand to knock off An Luo's hand, his eyes behind the glasses were deep and watery, he looked straight at An Luo, and said in a low voice, "You are over there, what exactly do you want to do?"

The back of An Luo's hand was slapped red by Han Qing, but An Luo didn't feel it at all, and raised his hand to kiss the hand that was hit by Han Qing: "Brother, don't do this, we are brothers, you helped me so much Busy, I am very grateful to you, I don't do anything, I just want to use them to do something."

Han Qing snorted coldly: "Brother? Brother without blood relationship! An Luo, if you didn't threaten me with your mother, I would definitely not help you. I warn you, you can use them, but I don't allow you hurt them."

An Luo laughed softly, raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly, showing charm, leaned close to Han Qing's ear, and said provocatively: "Brother, you are wrong, I don't want to fuck you, but I want you to fuck me Oh, brother, have you never understood my needs?"

Han Qing took a quick step back, away from An Luo, frowning tightly, showing a disgusted expression, but the roots of his ears turned red quietly, and raised his volume and shouted in a low voice: "An Luo, you still have to be shameless!"

An Luo pouted aggrievedly, and said coquettishly: "No, I want my brother~ okay, I want to do serious things, brother wait for me."

Han Qing vented his anger, looked at An Luo angrily, and finally followed An Luo worriedly.

There are a few people behind An Luo, who seem to be locals. They approached the captain and said that there is a place to rest in the town. Seeing that it is getting dark, they can drive them there for free.

Everyone didn't want to sit here overnight, so they agreed. The captain didn't leave because he wanted to wait for the maintenance team to come. There were two stewardesses left behind.

Everyone got on the bus and walked to the town, but Li Weixi and Ji Xu were still in a coma. An Luo stood in front of Li Weixi, looked at Li Weixi's profile, raised his hand and touched his chin and said, "Ming has a good eye."

Han Qing stepped forward, blocked An Luo's gaze and asked, "What are you going to do? What do you want to do to them?"

An Luo shook his head innocently: "Brother, I won't kill people, and I won't torture people. Don't worry, I just want to exchange them for something."

In front of him was the innocent and harmless handsome boy again. Han Qing was in a daze for a while, as if he had returned to the time when he had not returned to China and lived with An Luo. At that time, An Lu was like this, and Han Qing always liked it. He took him with him everywhere, but since his parents divorced, he and An Luo each followed a parent, and when they met again, everything changed.

Han Qing closed his eyes, then opened his eyes and looked past An Luo at the bearded men with black and white skin behind him, and said firmly, "I want to be with them."

An Luo immediately agreed, and showed a particularly happy expression: "Yes, brother, I have been looking for someone to clean your room for you, let's go back."

Han Qing took a look at him, suppressed the urge to touch An Luo's head, bent down and hugged Li Weixi, and carried him to another car by himself. When the bearded man wanted to hug Ji Xu, Han Qing immediately stepped out The voice stopped, and he insisted on hugging himself into the car.

An Luo looked at Han Qing with a smile in his arms, rubbed his hair, and said with a smile: "This task is okay, and I can even bring my brother home. That's great, that trash is still useful..."

077 No blood relationship, you threaten me

The car that Li Weixi and Ji Xu were in was driving in the opposite direction to the car going to the town, but no one noticed all this.

An Luo looked at Li Weixi and Ji Xu, who were slumbering beside Han Qing, and sarcastically said, "Brother, this is the star you are responsible for. Why do you feel so stupid that you are still sleeping so soundly?"

Han Qing glanced at him, turned his head to look out the window, and whispered after a long time: "I gave them medicine..."

An Luo's expression was stunned, he looked at Han Qing in disbelief, and suddenly became very angry in an instant, his lazy expression disappeared without a trace, with complicated emotions suppressed in his eyes, he looked at Han Qing and said softly: "Han Qing Did I tell you that you only need to stop Ming Ming for this matter, and you don't need to do anything else, why don't you listen to me?"

Han Qing sneered, turned to look at An Luo, and said slowly: "Do you think it has nothing to do with me if I don't do these things? An Luo, your thinking is too simple. You don't think Song Ming and Li Weibei would think of getting along with them. Am I involved?"

In the dim environment, An Luo's face was gloomy, he squinted his eyes slightly to look at Han Qing, and said in a lazy tone again: "My brother fell with me, I am very happy, my brother will be tied to me in the future. "

Han Qing didn't say anything, and didn't even give him a look.

An Luo didn't care either, and the car was very quiet afterwards.

Li Weixi and Ji Xuyuan were abroad and were tricked by people around them. No one knew where An Luo would take them, and what would be their fate?

And Li Weibei at the airport, sitting on a lounge chair, looked very tired, and his heart was empty. A well-planned surprise turned out to be in vain.

Li Weibei felt a failure he had never experienced before. After sitting for almost an hour, Li Weibei stood up to buy a plane ticket.

Because he came in a hurry, Li Weibei didn't even bring his assistant with him, so he waited in line for a long time before it was his turn.

Li Weibei took out the money and said he wanted a ticket to return home, but he was told that the last flight was forced to land in a remote town due to a plane failure, so all subsequent flights to this country were prohibited from flying, and the airport maintenance staff We are investigating one by one.

Li Weibei's heart beat instantly accelerated, he stabilized his mind, and asked Li Weixi and Ji Xu if they were on the plane with a forced calm.

The staff checked the map patiently, raised his head and nodded to Li Weibei after more than ten seconds, seeing Li Weibei's obviously bad face, the staff quickly comforted him: "Please don't worry, The plane landed smoothly and the passengers were not affected, our maintenance team should have arrived at that place, just now there was a message that the town has a car to pick up the passengers, please rest assured."

Li Weibei looked a little better, thanked the staff, walked aside, took out his mobile phone to call Li Weixi, only rang twice, and was picked up, but it was still Han Qing, Li Weixi Weibei asked calmly where Li Weixi was?

Han Qing replied that he was sleeping, and nothing could be heard from his tone.

Li Weibei walked to an empty corner and said, "Are you still on the plane?"

Han Qing hummed, and pretended to be very tired and said: "The flight of more than ten hours is very tiring. Weixi and Xiaoxu have been sleeping all the time. When we arrive at the place, I will call you back."

Obviously, Han Qing didn't know that Li Weibei already knew about the accident that happened to the plane. Han Qing didn't want Li Weibei to know where they were, otherwise Li Weibei would definitely know immediately that he was in the middle.

After all, Han Qing still wants to keep his image for a while, but what a sad thought it is...

Li Weibei didn't expose Han Qing's lie, and agreed with a hum, but at the end he said: "Remember not to let Xixi and Xiaoxu catch a cold." Then he hung up the phone.

Han Qing threw away the phone with a headache, and looked at Li Weixi and Ji Xu with complicated expressions. Han Qing's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame for such unsuspecting two people, but it was too late now...

But unexpectedly, An Luo suddenly turned around and said, "Brother, this person may already know something is wrong."

Han Qing's face was suddenly pale as paper, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, his lips trembled slightly and he looked at An Luo, speechless.

An Luo waved his hands indifferently, "Brother, take it easy, anyway, you need to know, but it's a little early, I will find a way."

Han Qing closed his eyes and didn't want to face all this. Only now did he truly understand what it means to be too late for regret. For his mother, Han Qing betrayed Li Weixi and Ji Xu who trusted him 100%. Han Qing was very painful, but Can't go back...

Li Weibei walked out of the airport quickly, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Send me Han Qing's information immediately... yes, immediately!"

Over there, Chu Mingye was puzzled, looked at the hung up phone, and said to himself, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Chu Mingye called his assistant and asked him to find out Han Qing's detailed information and send it to Li Weibei as soon as possible.

After the assistant went down to do the work, Chu Mingye called Li Weibei again and asked what happened.

Li Weibei's tone was not very good, and he replied: "I'm not sure yet, I'll call you when I find out."

After hanging up the phone, Li Weibei found Song Ming's cell phone number, and after struggling for a few seconds, he dialed it, and the phone was answered quickly.

"Mr. Li? Can you call me?"

"..."

Song Ming frowned, took a look at the displayed contacts on the phone, and asked again: "President Li? Li Weibei? Talk to me.