Chapter 41: Don't be afraid

Chapter 42:
Luo Zhan lowered his head and saw that the four-point seat belt in front of him was firmly holding his clothes. +++Mobile reading Visit m.EbookFREE.me The tight arc and the folds seem to carry some kind of post-victory glory.
Luo Zhan was expressionless.
For the first time, he hated this kind of higher safety, shorter movable distance safety device designed to eliminate the upper limit of high speed in supercars.
Just when Luo Zhan couldn't hold the seat belt, he was manually moved by the girl who held it in his palm and buckled it on the seat.
Luo Zhan was awake and looked up again.
The little girl close at hand closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes lying softly on her lower eyelid.
I don’t know if it’s because of the restlessness that she waited too long, her eyelashes trembled a little at this time, and there was some anxiety in her voice:
"Luo Luo?"
Despite the restlessness, the hand held on the seat remained obediently unmoved. There was a distressingly obedient expression in her expression. She was afraid of her best friend being angry and alienated, so even if she was upset, she had to hide it. Get up and "coax" him to stop being angry.
Before the "obedient" that she didn't know how she got used to, the little demon waving the trident in Luo Zhan's heart fell into silence.
A few seconds later.
Tang Ran felt the grip on her wrist loosened, and then the person raised her hand (touched Mo) (touched Mo) on top of her head: "It's funny...Don't be afraid."
Tang Ran returned to his senses, shook his head with a guilty conscience: "I'm not afraid."
The car is back on the road.
Tang Ran leaned in the wide seat and turned sideways towards the outside of the car. She pursed her lips and sat quietly in the wind for a while, secretly raised her hand, and stumbled on the place where the person (touching Mo) had just passed by the top of her head.
She could actually feel that Luo Zhan was not just teasing her as he said.
But just now, what did he want to do?
In the darkness, the little girl was lost in distress.
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As soon as Luo Zhan drove the car off the highway from the highway exit of K city, the mobile phone in front of the car rang.
Luo Zhan glanced, and after seeing the caller ID, he frowned. In silence for two seconds, Luo Zhan's steering wheel turned sideways and the car stopped to the side of the road.
Tang Ran, who was leaning on the seat, straightened up and turned back.
Luo Zhan: "My grandpa's phone number, you..."
Tang Ran understood and nodded immediately: "I won't speak, you can answer it."
Originally, Luo Zhan was thinking about what Jia Junxi said that a guardian was needed in the surgical treatment stage. It was reasonable and reasonable. Old man Luo was more suitable than him to come forward and talk to Tang Shixin about performing eye surgery on Tang Ran.
So when he opened his mouth, what he wanted to say was "Would you like to say hello", but seeing the little girl obviously retreated, he had to swallow again.
Luo Zhan asked: "Are you afraid of my grandpa?"
Tang Ran hesitated and nodded slowly: "A little bit."
Luo Zhan: "Why?"
Tang Ran: "I can't tell you... Maybe it's because he is about the same age as me (奶Nai) (奶Nai), and they are both majestic?"
Luo Zhan laughed at the words: "He is majestic? His pretending to be majestic is almost the same. He is just an old man with a bad temper and likes to be angry and angry."
Before finishing speaking, Luo Zhan "coincidentally" stuck in time and connected the phone call one second before the call was about to be automatically ended when no one answered.
And his last words, impartially passed into the ears of Mr. Luo who was opposite the phone.
Father Luo reacted for two seconds, wondering who the little grandson was talking about, and then almost lost his breath: "You stinky boy, why do you speak ill of your grandpa behind your back!"
Luo Zhan leaned back and leaned back in the leather seat with a lazy smile: "When did I say it behind the scenes? Isn't this in person? I'm afraid you won't hear me, so I deliberately drove it hands-free."
This sentence is to remind Tang Ran.
Tang Ran immediately closed her mouth obediently, and her expression became serious, and she tried her best to keep her breath away.
It's a pity that teammates don't cooperate
After Luo Zhan finished speaking, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the little girl who was holding her breath and waiting. He couldn't help but stretched out amusedly and squeezed the tip of the girl's nose: "Don't hold your breath, and then faint yourself."
Tang Ran: "..."
Tang Ran shrank from being pinched, and did not dare to protest.
The old man on the other side suddenly turned off the fire and asked suspiciously, "Who are you talking to?"
Luo Zhan retracted his hand. It was because of Tang Ran's reaction that he was in a good mood. He put his ten fingers on the back of his head, with a smile: "Who I am with, you won't fail to hear the Qian's inform."
"It's been all night until noon the next day. Are you still with that little girl?" The old man almost fainted. "Are you really crazy, kidnapping a little underage girl? If you really are spread out by someone with a heart, do you still want to get a foothold in the circle?!"
Luo Zhanman carelessly: "I don't care what others say."
"you"
Elder Luo felt that his blood pressure was high, and there seemed to be a housekeeper to persuade him.
After ten seconds or so, I heard the old man say gruffly: "Well, you, now, now bring that little girl to me, let me see how sacred it is, that can fascinate you I'm not awake anymore!"
Luo Zhan chuckled, and did not deny what the old man said. He turned his gaze and looked at the little girl in the front passenger seat: "Are you going to see him?"
Tang Ran shook his head in a daze.
Luo Zhan turned back with a lazy smile: "Grandpa, you have a bad temper. The little girl is afraid of you and doesn't want to see you."
Father: "..."
Luo Zhan: "Since she doesn't want to see her, then don't check it."
The old man sneered: "If I have to check it, can you stop me?"
The smile in Luo Zhan’s voice faded:
I’ve been adolescent’s rebellious mentality that hasn’t passed yet, you know. In case you go to check and frighten the little girl again, then I’ll commit my rebellious mentality. She was so fascinated by her that she might turn her head and just abduct her and run away?"
"..."
The old man choked for a long time, and finally found his voice: "Are you threatening me for a little girl?"
Luo Zhan replied casually: "Yes."
The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Okay, Luo Zhan, if you have the ability, you will never return to Luo's house."
When Luo Zhan heard it, he laughed lazily: "Don't go back to Luo's house? That's great."
"You are not afraid that I will cut off your source of income!"
Luo Zhan lightly snorted: "Butler Lin has been watching some messy idol dramas with you during this time, right? If you have that time, it is better to listen to the family chief accountant to report the income and expenditure bills to you and see how much my brother and I are. Your old family property is useless in years."
Old man: "..." Luo Zhan added: "I really want to say that the money I have been taken home for the past two years for food I can call at any time in Luo's account and give it to my brother. Yes, you don’t have to miss me; the phone number is also deleted, let’s contact Drift Bottle."
""
The old man choked so much that he could not speak.
After a few seconds, the phone rang slightly and hung up.
The study in the main building of the Luo family was silent for a long time.
Steward Lin stood by the desk, trying to suffocate a smile, and had to peek at the old man's dark face: "Old gentleman, young master, you understand this (sexual xing) son, so don't come against him. ?"
"Don't go against it, do you continue to get used to him?" The old man reacted, his face blackened, "Look at what he has been used to over the years, his tail is almost up to the sky!"
Steward Lin smiled, "It is inevitable to be proud of being tall, let alone young master not only being tall?"
"That's..." Old Master Luo nodded halfway through his head and reacted, turning his head back and glaring at Lin Yi with anger: "You are the one who is used to him!"
Lin Yi smiled bitterly: "If you say this, then I can't be wronged, I can only admit it."
The old man snorted coldly.
After a few more seconds, he remembered something and turned to ask, "What is the drift bottle connection that this stinky guy said?"
The corner of Lin Yi's mouth turned up subconsciously. The old man swept his eyes and pressed it down quickly. He lowered his head and said in a serious tone: "Drifting Bottle is a way of making friends online."
"How to make friends?"
"Yes." Steward Lin briefly introduced the drift bottle rules.
The more the old man listened, the more he pondered, the less unpleasant he was.
When Lin Yi finished speaking, he frowned and asked, "Then what does this kid mean?"
"This," Steward Lin raised his eyes to look at the old man, then lowered his head, "Do you really want to listen?"
"Nonsense. What else do I ask if you don't listen?"
Steward Lin coughed softly, and smiled with restraint: "It's almost the meaning of the two will not contact each other and see bye bye."
Father: "..."
After dozens of seconds, the old man turned back blankly: "Next Friday night, I will ‘take’ Luo Zhan to visit the Tang’s house according to the original plan."
Lin Yi hesitated: "Will this be inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate?" The old man snorted coldly, "I think he just owes it to clean up, it's just right."
"……Yes."
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After returning from M City, Luo Zhan called Tan Yunchang and Lin Qianhua to send Tang Ran back to the Tang family.
For nearly a week, life was as usual.
Luo Zhan lost the "harassing calls" from the Luo family from time to time. At first, he wondered how the old man was so calm this time. After being vigilant for a few days, there was no movement, so he was happy.
In addition to taking a break in the laboratory and returning to his own residence, the bionic robot "Luo Luo" still regularly and dutifully report to the Tang family's partial house every night.
Friday, an ordinary evening.
According to the time, Luo Zhan will leave home and go to the laboratory to prepare for the preparatory work as the bionic robot "Luo Luo".
It's just that he took the elevator from the building where he lived to get down to the parking lot. Just as he stepped out of the door of the elevator corridor, the road ahead was blocked by four black suits.
"..."
Luo Zhan stopped and looked behind him.
Not surprisingly, four more figures walked out of the fire exit door, blocking his escape.
Luo Zhan lightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze scanned the gait of the eight people before and after.
After making a simple judgment on their professional ability, Luo Zhan's eyes frowned slightly: "That violent old man asked you to come?"
Several people looked at each other, and one of them smiled gently: "Sorry, young master. We must listen to the old man's instructions. If you don't cooperate today, then we can only be offended."
Luo Zhan's eyes lazily fell, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "How to cooperate?"
"The mission order we received is to send you somewhere."
Luo Zhan: "It must be now?"
The man said, "It must be tonight."
Luo Zhan frowned: "But what if I have something to do after 8 o'clock tonight?"
"..."
The man didn't speak, his smile was more gentle.
He didn't move, but the other seven people he brought with him took one step at the same time, blocking every escape direction beside Luo Zhan.
Luo Zhan's eyes were calm, and he dropped his hand (touching Mo) on his mobile phone: "Then I will make a call."
The man gestured, and someone next to him stopped him: "Sorry, young master. I can't make calls either."
"..."
Luo Zhan stopped.
He lowered his head, tipped his tongue against his upper jaw, and hummed lazily. That Qingjun face lifted up, and the corners of his lips (hook gou) curled in a cold and indifferent arc: "Congratulations, it's broken."
"boom!"
At the end of the speech, Luo Zhan's hand in his trouser pocket shook out without warning, and punched the man's stomach on his left.
After being hit at the critical point, the man curled up (shen) and bent down before he could hum.
The smile of the head was closed, but it was not surprising. He waved his head at the others: "Go up."
Six silhouettes rushed forward.
Within a few seconds, the fist and wind alternately tore the air apart.
five minutes later.
The leader standing a few meters away frowned, and there was no gentle smile on his face, but rather solemn. At this moment, the phone vibrated in his arms.
After he took it out, he glanced at it and connected: "Steward Lin."
"How's it going?"
"Still at a stalemate." This person can hardly (expose) a bit of embarrassment. "You only said that the young master had received combat training, but you never said that his abilities are so tricky. And our people are also afraid of not dare. It's hard to avoid being tied up."
Lin Yi laughed: "Oh, something small happened at that time. The old man was terrified. He found a reason and put the child into a fighting champion. Who would have thought that he would need to tie someone back in the future."
"..." The leader was helpless.
"Can't you take it down?"
The team leader looked serious: "It's just a matter of time that he is alone after all. Close fighting consumes a lot of energy. I don't think he can hold on for long."
"I don't think there is enough time. You tied someone and take him to meet up near Tang's house."
Leader: "The Tang Family?"
"Yes, near the Tang family compound, I will send you the specific location of the meeting."
"Okay, Butler Lin."
The phone hangs up.
The leader puts away the phone, frowns to loosen his cufflinks
Eight people have wasted such a long time catching a pampered young master. He really can't afford to pass this person out, so he can only fight quickly...
"and many more."
In the middle of the battle group, the panting young master suddenly called a stop.
The few people were taken aback, although the more they fought, the worse their expressions became, but they stopped their hands one after another, turning their heads to look at the leader in embarrassment.
The leader is serious: "Young Master, don't even think about delaying time at this time."
Luo Zhan: "You just said on the phone...Where are you taking me?"
Several people were taken aback and looked at the leader.
The team leader glared at them: "Seven people surrounded by one, can make people think about it, do you eat (gan) rice?"
The seven looked back aggrieved.
The leader frowned and turned to Luo Zhan: "Young Master, we will take you to Tang's house as requested by Butler Lin."
"...The Tang family?"
Luo Zhan wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. The five minutes of fighting left him almost exhausted. He leaned forward, supported his knees and took a breath, slowly calming down his rapid breathing and heartbeat.
When he finally relieved his anger, Luo Zhan looked up at the leader, laughing with anger.
"It turned out to go to the Tang house... Then you said it earlier."