Chapter 79

"Trash is just trash. If you're so afraid of death, why did you come out? But don't worry, I won't kill you. Take my words to Kun Si and tell him to wash his head and wait for me." With that, he moved his right arm, and the military knife disappeared again. Then he turned and got into the car.

Yang Luo didn't know that on the opposite street, a pair of beautiful big eyes were watching him, and the owner of those eyes was muttering, "Auntie is actually so close to him. It looks like he's Auntie's husband. But why does this guy look so familiar? He even killed someone in front of the police station, his nerve is really big."

No need to say, this little girl was Tong Tong. Seeing such a bloody scene, she didn't show any fear.

"Tong Tong!" A gentle voice sounded behind her.

Tong Tong was startled and turned around, angrily saying, "Ouyang Hao, you scared me to death."

Ouyang Hao, the boy, said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Tong Tong rolled her eyes and said, "Where's your car?"

"Up ahead!"

"Drive me to Auntie's company." With that, she ran to a BMW not far away.

Bei Yinyao said anxiously, "Yang Luo, you should leave quickly. You killed so many people, the police will catch you."

Yang Luo smiled, "The police have no right to catch me. Besides, those trash are better off dead."

Bei Yinyao suddenly remembered the day she was held hostage in the bank. She knew Yang Luo wasn't lying, and she felt relieved.

"Who are they, anyway?"

"We'll talk about it when we get back." Yang Luo said.

The car quickly arrived at the company building. Bei Yinyao clung tightly to Yang Luo's arm, looking around. Yang Luo smiled and said, "They won't follow us."

The security guard outside saw Bei Yinyao, who usually acted like a delicate bird, clinging to a man's arm, and almost dropped his jaw. He looked up at the sky, wondering if the sun had risen in the west today.

Yang Luo looked at the more than twenty-story Bei Group Building and sighed, "Driving your car, spending your money? Am I being kept by a rich woman?"

Bei Yinyao looked at this man who was several years younger than her, and her sense of dependence grew stronger. Her eyes were filled with admiration, "Then let me keep you for life."

Yang Luo chuckled and grabbed her round, elastic buttocks with his right hand. Bei Yinyao blushed and quickly grabbed his mischievous hand, "Don't mess around, so many people are watching." Yang Luo laughed heartily, and Bei Yinyao rolled her eyes, clinging to his arm as they walked into the company.

As they passed, the employees forgot to greet them, all gaping in disbelief. Bei Yinyao's cold image was deeply rooted in their minds, especially since she never showed a good face to men. Today, she appeared in the company, intimately clinging to a man, and the ice on her face that had never melted in a thousand years had thawed, her smile was so charming.

Everyone began to speculate about Yang Luo's identity. Who is this man who managed to win the heart of Shanghai's four great beauties, the ice queen Bei Yinyao?

Bei Yinyao didn't care. She knew what her subordinates were thinking. They took the elevator to the top floor, the 28th floor.

As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw a man in a white suit, in his thirties, standing at the door of her office, holding a large bouquet of roses. It was hard to tell how much hair gel he had used, it looked like it could drip water, and even a fly would slip if it landed on it.