Chapter 2278 - 2282: The Ring, Give It to Me

Chapter 2278: Chapter 2282: The Ring, Give It to Me

The two bodyguards immediately stood on either side to protect him, ready to help Luo Ke escape from here.

Leng Zirui frowned, then decisively dropped the phone from his hand and simultaneously drew his gun.

On the hill, Qiao saw Leng Zirui drop the phone and immediately steadied his earpiece to give the order.

"Action begins!"

With his order, the ambushed personnel around them immediately sprang into action.

Buzz!

The helicopter’s rotor quickly spun up, generating a strong airflow as it carried the fully armed special forces into the sky. The ambushed troops in the woods swiftly rushed in, and countless armed vehicles surrounded the cemetery from the paths of the surrounding hills...

Qiao also drew his gun and charged down the hill.

"Quick, seal off the entire cemetery!"

Behind the artificial rock.

Bang, bang!

Two bullets simultaneously fired, striking the centers of the two bodyguards’ backs, and then the dark gun barrels aimed directly at Luo Ke.

Luo Ke turned his face, looking at Leng Zirui who had his gun pointed at him, his eyebrows immediately furrowing tightly.

"ROY?!"

"Raise your hands, above your head, Mr. Luo Ke." Leng Zirui signaled with his chin, "Sorry to disappoint you!"

Luo Ke secretly gritted his teeth, yet he complied by raising his hands above his head.

Stepping forward, Leng Zirui put one of the guns into his pocket, then reached over to take Luo Ke’s gun and tucked it into his own pants pocket.

Luo Ke’s emerald green eyes scrutinized him, "Who exactly are you?!"

"Me?! Mr. Luo Ke, don’t you know me?" Leng Zirui smirked and extended his hand, "The ring, give it to me!"

"Ring?!" Luo Ke slightly furrowed his brow.

"That’s right." Leng Zirui pressed the gun to his brow, "Now, obediently lower your left hand..."

Luo Ke slowly lowered his left hand, his gaze quickly scanning his palm, and on his left ring finger, there was a ring.

It was a silver ring, crafted not very finely, not the work of some familiar old craftsman. It bore the floral-script letter ’L’—the same silver ring coldly handed to him by Leng Zirui, made personally for Leng Zimo by Luo Xiaoqian.

"You..." Luo Ke’s gaze instantly turned icy, his pupils shrinking into tiny dots like a venomous snake sensing a formidable adversary, "You’re... Leng Zirui?!"

Leng Zirui raised his hand and took the ring from his finger, "Now, I’m returning it to its rightful owner!"

Carefully placing the ring into his pocket, Leng Zirui signaled with his chin at Luo Ke, "Now, the right hand!"

On Luo Ke’s right hand was a Cobra Ring, a ring with venomous fangs and poison; Leng Zirui certainly knew he wouldn’t leave such a trouble on Luo Ke.

Luo Ke’s face was full of murderous intent.

He was always suspicious and rarely truly trusted anyone.

This time, because his subordinates were killed one by one, he chose to trust ROY for the first time, only to be played by Leng Zirui. His anger was imaginable. Just as he was preparing to lower his right hand, his pocket phone began buzzing.

"Do you want to answer the phone?" Luo Ke asked.

If he went to move the phone, he would inevitably be distracted, giving Luo Ke the chance to attack unexpectedly like a striking cobra.

Leng Zirui sneered, "Mr. Luo Ke, such petty tricks don’t work on me. Now, follow my instructions: raise your left hand, slowly lower your right hand, don’t clench your fist, keep your fingers open..."