Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 93 I Will Never Do Anything to Hurt You
Jing Weisha looked grateful and said vaguely, "Thank you."

"Don't look at me like you're committing yourself to me for another male. I'm afraid of you."

There were mixed emotions in Luo Ang's eyes, and the only thing Jing Weisha could see was his suppressed grief.

He dialed the number in front of Jing Weisha, and the call was answered quickly.

"Locate my location and dispatch ten fighter jets."

"Master, what are you going to do? The head of the family said that no one from the Flinleo family can get involved in tonight's dispute."

"Do you listen to the head of the family or me?" Luo Ang's voice sank and his words were sharp.

"Got it, Master!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Ang said to Jing Weisha distressed and helplessly: "Are you satisfied?"

It seemed very difficult for Luo Ang to interfere in Shen Que's affairs.

"I'm helping Shen Que. This is my compensation for leaving you at home. I'll deal with An Lu later. Don't let me go to see if Hilser is dead or not."

Jing Weisha nodded repeatedly.

It’s her fault that she is too weak and can’t even protect herself, so she has always been relying on others.

Ten minutes later, the sound of a combat helicopter's propeller turning was heard.

"Hold me, I will take you with me this time." Luo Ang bent down and motioned Jing Weisha to hug his neck.

"I can walk by myself." He always carried her while she walked. She has legs, after all!

"But your legs become weak every time you are with me." Luo Ang pointed out.

"If you don't want to delay my time helping Shen Que, hurry up."

Jing Weisha still hugged Luo Ang's neck. He held Jing Weisha with one hand, walked to the bed and opened the window.

The helicopter outside dropped a ladder, and Luo Ang grabbed the ladder with one hand and automatically rose up.

They said they would call in ten fighter jets, but there were more than ten. Looking around, there were at least thirty.

Regarding this, Jing Weisha wants to say that he is worthy of being the number one chaebol in Beizhao Kingdom, he is really rich and powerful!
After getting into the cabin, Jing Weisha was held by Luo Ang and sat down in the co-pilot seat. Before she sat down firmly, someone handed her a blanket.

Luo Ang skillfully wrapped Jing Weisha tightly, then fastened her safety belt, almost tying her up like a dumpling.

"Didn't we agree on ten planes? Why are there fifty instead?" Luo Ang asked the person in the driver's seat.

"Young Master, those ten crosses are the ones you asked for. The remaining forty crosses are arranged by the family to protect you. The head of the family said that Young Master, you cannot make any mistakes."

Luo Ang didn't reply.

Jing Weisha looked down through the glass window. At night, the lights in Silver Moon City were turned on, neon lights were flashing, the city was gorgeous and prosperous, and the night view was magnificent.

If there were no riots, it would be a very prosperous metropolis.

There was an endless sound of gunfire from below, especially in the area of the Imperial Palace, where flames shot up into the sky.

"Is the prince there?" Jing Weisha asked, pointing at the palace where artillery fire was raging.

"I don't have his locator, so I don't know his exact location, but there's a high probability that he's there."

"Locator?" Jing Weisha thought of how Luo Ang caught up with Shen Que's car so quickly.

"So I have your locator on me?"

Luo Ang coughed lightly, his face looking a little unnatural.

I let it slip without paying attention.

"Shasha, you are very good. You remember to carry the gift I gave you." Now that the secret has been revealed, just admit it.

He calls himself me, not my brother.

Jing Weisha thought of the small gift box and jade pendant in her pocket. If it couldn’t be the jade pendant, then it could only be the other one!
She hasn't opened it yet!
There was a small decorative pocket on the nightgown, and the two were placed in the pocket. She protected them well when she ran away. If Shen Que and Hilser hadn't come, this move could have really saved her life at the critical moment.

"Then how are you going to find the prince?" Jing Weisha changed the subject.

"Help him, there's no need to find him."

Luo Ang took out a pair of goggles from a box beside him and put them on himself. He squinted his eyes and looked down at a distance. His finger with a black ring pointed to a tiny place inside the palace.

"See there?"

Jing Weisha looked carefully, but didn't see anything wrong. "What's going on there?"

"Get ready to blow it up."

"Master, that's the imperial palace. Even the Royal Guards cannot use destructive weapons. We can't bomb it!" The pilot who was concentrating on flying the fighter plane next to him and didn't dare turn his head to look at the co-pilot seat finally opened his mouth.

"I'm not asking you to explode, so why are you afraid?" Luo Ang's fingers wearing two rings were already operating flexibly on the light screen in front of him.

"That won't work, young master. If you blow up the palace and the riots are over, you will be court-martialed!" The pilot tried to stop him.

"If I don't tell anyone, who would know it was me who blew it up?" Luo Ang still looked nonchalant.

Jing Weisha's eyes followed the movement of his beautiful fingers and saw that he locked onto the building.

"Do you want to learn, dear?" Luo Ang held Jing Weisha's soft little hand with his free hand, and led her fingers to touch the light curtain.

When she was about to touch it, Jing Weisha quickly pulled her hand back as if by reflex.

She reasonably suspected that Luo Ang wanted to harm her!
Luo Ang smiled dotingly and said, "I saw that you were watching so carefully. I was just teaching you how to fire the cannon. Do you think I want to harm you?"

As he spoke, he had already operated the fighter plane and dropped a bomb at the target location.

"Don't think about me like that. I would never do anything to hurt you."

The pilot in the cockpit looked hopeless.

Why did he have to walk so far ahead to pick up the eldest young master... The eldest young master blew up the palace, he was the one who drove the fighter plane, and the bomb was launched from him. The entire Flynn Leo family will definitely protect the eldest young master and push him out as a scapegoat!

The young master was still affectionate with the female beside him...

He didn't dare look at the female sitting next to the young master. She should be the lady that the young master sent back from the battlefield.

But her female pheromone scent is so unique and attractive!

"Get ready to parachute." Luo Ang fired three rounds at the target location and suddenly gave the pilot an order.

"what?"

"Is my speech difficult to understand?"

"understand!"

The young master is indeed brave and responsible!
The pilot switched the fighter plane to automatic flight mode, put on his flight bag, opened the cabin door and parachuted decisively.

After he left, Luo Ang took that seat. Jing Weisha watched his beautiful hand, which looked like a perfect work of art, operate the operating system in the cockpit of the fighter plane in a way that she could not understand at all. The fighter plane began to fly rapidly and circle.

Jing Weisha really wanted to ask Luo Ang, do you like sprinting so much? You drive everything at full speed!

Luo Ang did not stop until all the bombs of the fighter planes were dropped.

In the palace below, there was war.

Jing Weisha trembled and asked, "The prince is not in there, right?"

"He won't be here. Tonight is the time for the Royal Guards to defend the city. The prince is the one who usurped the throne."

Jing Weisha's face turned pale, "Then what you just bombed was..."

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