"It's safe, Ms. Sabina."
In the villa, the moment Fraser collapsed to the ground, Sabina, who was wearing a lace hollow dress, softened and fell forward into Luo An's arms.
Luo An subconsciously reached out to catch the other party. Seeing that Sabina's hands were still tied behind her back, she hurriedly took out another pen from her pocket and broke it. At the same time, she lowered her head and asked with a stern expression:
"Ms. Sabina, are you not injured?"
"No, I'm fine."
Sabina shook her head and looked up at Luo An's face. After her hands were untied, she immediately touched Luo An's cheek and asked with a blurred look:
"What about you, Mr. Agent, are you injured?"
"..."
Luo An's expression was a little stiff.
But then she thought about the men and women who had served Sabina in the club, and Luo An realized that this was also Sabina's style.
None of the people who have served Sabina are ugly. Even the black young man Craig is a rare handsome young man among blacks who can meet the white aesthetics.
In addition, when Luo An entered the room just now, Sabina stared at him, which made the murderer Fraser a little jealous...Sabina's behavior of touching Luo An's face can only be said to have restrained a lot. .
"FBI!"
As soon as Luan took Sabina's hand away from his face, Lacey, who was holding a Glock 19, quickly ran up the stairs and rushed into the bedroom. After shouting the slogan, he found that the murderer was lying on the ground with his back to him, and Luan was squatting. On the ground holding Sabina.
"call--"
Seeing that Luo An was unharmed, Lacey put away her pistol and let out a long sigh of relief, then slapped Luo An hard on the shoulder and cursed:
"Fu-k You! Roan Greenwood! Why are you so brave? How dare you face a gunman wearing only a body armor?! Do you want your life? The body armor can only protect your body, not your body. Your brain!”
"I'm fine, aren't I?"
Luo An stood up from the ground, held Sabina in his arms, turned around, left the bedroom and walked out of the villa, laughing:
"Believe me, I cherish my life."
"Shit! Do you think I will believe you?"
Hearing Luo An's words, Lacey raised her middle finger at his back, but she scanned Luo An's body carefully, frowned and asked:
"Luo An, where is your gun hidden? Why didn't I see it?"
"Hide a gun?"
Luo An looked back with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't understand what Lacey meant, or he was a little doubtful whether Lacey meant what he thought.
Sabina in his arms reacted and replied with an unnatural red face:
"Agent Luo An did not use a gun. He only used a pen to kill the gangster who kidnapped me."
"W T F?"
Lacey took a breath. She was so busy climbing over the wall to enter the villa that she didn't even see the scene of Luo An killing people.
After hearing Sabina's words, Lacey turned around quickly and turned the body over with its back to her. Only then did she see the end of the small half of the pen in the middle of the body's forehead.
The air in the bedroom fell silent, and after a long time, Lacey's somewhat abstract voice came out, "Holly Sh-t!"
"Hello! Mr. Agent!"
As soon as Luo An walked out of the villa with Sabina in his arms, a female reporter with long burgundy hair ran over quickly, put the microphone to Luo An's mouth, and asked excitedly with stars in her eyes:
"Excuse me, what is your name? How did you kill the gangster with a pen? Is this trick a new FBI agent's course? Also, do you have a girlfriend?"
Luo An: "..."
Looking down and seeing Sabina's interested expression, Luo An took a deep breath, grinned, showing eight standard teeth, smiled at the camera, and then turned to Linnette and replied:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Reporter, I'm still busy with work, so I can't answer you. If you have any questions, please come back and attend our chief's press conference. She will answer all your questions. Thank you."
After saying that, Luo An took Sabina towards Darren's position and ignored the female reporter's questions.
Seeing Luo An's behavior, the cameraman curled his lips in displeasure:
"What a proud man."
"No, this is not arrogance!"
Linnette interrupted the cameraman's evaluation and stared at Luo An's handsome back without blinking:
"He doesn't talk nonsense when being interviewed by reporters. He is a man with high emotional intelligence."
Cameraman: "..."
Is it appropriate for you, a reporter, to say this?
"OH MY GOD!"
Seeing Luo An and the other two, Darren, who was waiting almost to death, immediately rushed forward and hugged Sabina, his face red and his eyes filled with tears:
"Sabina, dear, are you okay? Are you injured? The gangster didn't hurt you, right? Damn it, if I had known I wouldn't have gone on a business trip yesterday! It's all my fault, I'm sorry..."
Looking at her husband who was holding her and not letting go, Sabina's eyes turned red and she hugged his neck:
"I'm fine, Darren. I'm fine. I'm not hurt. I made you worry..."
Seeing Sabina crying whenever she wanted, Luo An had no expression on his face and sighed in his heart that women are really born actors.
When she turned around and prepared to leave, leaving space for the couple, Sabina suddenly stretched out her hand and hooked Luo An.
"?"
Luo An turned around in confusion and saw Sabina, who was hugging Darren's neck and not letting go, with tears streaming down her eyes. She made a phone gesture with one hand, and at the same time made a silent mouth gesture to him:
"Call me."
"..."
Luo An turned around and left without saying a word.
This woman's rank is too high. He is still young and should not wade into this muddy water. The water is too deep and he cannot control it for fear of drowning.
——
At the cocktail party, I saw Luo An's handsome face on TV facing reporters' questions, asking all questions to the superior. Blossom's face turned red and white, and the joints of his hands holding the wine glass turned white.
Matthews was at a loss when he saw this scene, and the hand holding the wine glass began to tremble unconsciously.
"Brossen."
Councilor Mattai, an elderly white man wearing a suit, with a serious face and a big bald head, looked at the scene on the TV, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he came over after taking a sip of wine. He didn't care about Blossom's ugly face and asked directly:
"What's this agent's name? Do you have his contact information?"
"...His name is Roan Greenwood and I have his contact details."
Although Blossom wished he could bite Luo An to death on TV now, when faced with Councilor Mattai's question, he still gritted his back molars, tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, and answered:
"I will send his relevant information and contact information to your assistant tomorrow."
"OK."
Councilor Mattai nodded with satisfaction, drained the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, and then handed the empty wine glass to Matthews without looking at Matthews' face, turned around and left the reception with others.
"..."
Looking at the wine glass in his hand and the leaving figure of Representative Mattai, Matthews' mouth went dry. After a long silence, he walked to Blossom and asked in a low voice:
"Sir, I..."
As soon as he started speaking, Blossom turned around and looked at Matthews with eyes that seemed to choose people to eat:
"Get Out!"
"…Okay, sir."
