Chapter 618: What a tyrant!

Repulse Bay has been maintained by the special police of Yamen.

These special police were sent to protect Hetun specifically.

At that time, Xue Luo didn't know that Lao Chu had already been "doubled up".

Suspected of using power for personal gain, officials and business collusion.

In order to rescue Feng Xinglang, Lao Chu did cross the border. As for whether he colluded with Feng Xinglang, further investigation is still underway.

Outside the door of the villa, three anti-riot vehicles were parked.

He Tun came out of the villa wearing a black leather trench coat. Left and right, there are two bodyguards.

The snow drop on the right is known, Xing XII.

And the one on the left was born with eyes. Snowfall has never been seen before. Could it be another son of Hetun?

Seeing that Hetun was about to leave, Xue Luo immediately rushed forward, but was stopped by the special police. It is no longer Lin Xueluo who wants to see Hetun.

"Let me go ... I'm Hetun, no, I'm Mr. Xing Mu's friend ..."

Xue Luo is really awkward, what identity should I use to be close to Hetun Tao.

Son Lin Nuo is the legal son of Hetun, but he is the biological mother of the 15 son of Hetun ...

This relationship is indeed not at stake.

"Mr. Xing's friend?"

The special policemen looked up and down Lin Xue's eyes, "What's your name?"

"My name is Lin Xueluo."

At the time, Xue Luo was not alert, and in her impression: the police uncle should be a good person to get rid of violence.

"Lin Xue fell?"

The special policeman narrowed his eyes, whispered in the ear of another special policeman, and walked towards a duty car.

Ten seconds later, a leader-like person got out of the duty car and ran straight to Lin Xue.

Vaguely, Xue Luo seemed to smell a sense of uneasiness; when she tried to rush into Repulse Bay to stop the riot vehicle in Hetun, she was blocked by the special police captain.

"Is Lin Xueluo? You have been detained. Please follow us to the police station."

"detention?"

Snow fell fiercely, instinctively holding back the rosewood box, "Why are you detaining me?"

"You report a false alarm! Please follow us to the police station to assist the investigation!"

"I didn't report a false alarm! I didn't!"

Snow fell quickly. She really did not expect that things would be so bad: not only did she not rescue Feng Xinglang, she was also strangled by her right to see her son Lin Nuo. It is now more likely that they will face prison.

"Ms. Lin Xueluo, please come with us."

Especially in front of Hetun, which is about to get on the train, special police have to enforce the law impartially. To calm the resentment of Hetun.

"No, no! I can't go with you! I still have important things to do!"

He watched as Hetun was seated in a riot car, and the snow falling off, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Ms. Lin Xueluo, please cooperate with us in law enforcement."

The anti-riot vehicle was activated, and three vehicles drove in a row towards the exit of Repulse Bay. Just after the snow fell, it was clear that Qinghetun was riding in the middle of the riot vehicle.

"Mr. Xing ... Mr. Xing ... I have something to tell you ... Mr. Xing ..."

Xue Luo shouted loudly at the riot car. But none of the three anti-riot vehicles meant to stop.

When Lin Xueluo struggled to get on the anti-collision steel beam of the anti-riot vehicle, he was dragged away by the special police to make way for three anti-riot vehicles.

"Mr. Xing ... wait a minute ... I have something important to tell you ..."

The shouting shouter's throat was dumb.

In a hurry, the witty Xue Luo immediately raised the rosewood box in his hand and waved vigorously towards the second anti-riot vehicle, hoping that Hetun could see the rosewood box.

Xue Luo always felt that this rosewood wooden box should have some connection with the incomplete rosewood bracelet in Hetun's hand. Originally this rosewood box was a jewelry box.

Therefore, Xue Luo felt that Hetun should know this relic of Feng Mama. It is likely that Hetun gave it to Feng's mother.

Unfortunately, the three riot vehicles left one after the other.

Xue Luo wanted to catch up with the riot vehicle in Hetun, but was entangled by the special police.

Seeing this last chance was so lost, Xue Luo was so sad that he really wanted to cry.

"Ms. Lin Xueluo, please cooperate with us to go to the police station to explain the problem of reporting false police."

"I didn't report a false alarm ... I didn't! You caught the wrong person!"

The snow fell terribly. I knew it was the result, why did I have to take the risk?

Really confused by Feng Xinglang's bitter plan?

"Please believe that the law is fair and strict!"

When the snow fell almost to despair, the three anti-riot vehicles suddenly turned back to Repulse Bay. And one of them drove straight to Lin Xueluo's side.

Getting off was Xing XII. It can be determined that the same car should be sitting in Hetun.

After a few words of communication from the special police headed by Xing Shiliang, Lin Xueluo was taken by Xing Shiliang into a riot vehicle.

As soon as Xue Luo got on the car, the anti-riot vehicle started again.

In the riot vehicle, Hetun was still sitting calmly. He glanced at Lin Xueluo lightly, and then fixed his eyes on the rosewood box in Lin Xueluo's hand.

Xue Luo also found Hetun staring at the rosewood box. It should be this rosewood box that Hetun turned the riot car.

Unable to stand upright, and felt too much pressure to speak to him opposite to Hetun; so Xue Luo knelt down in front of Hetun.

Anyway, he knelt in front of Hetun. Both the son and husband were in control of Hetun, and Xue Luo couldn't raise his attitude.

"This rosewood box ... where did it come from?"

He Tun asked first. It broke the tension and embarrassment of Xue Luo who did not know where to start.

"This is the only relic left by Feng Xinglang's mother to Feng Xinglang."

Hetun asked, and it was up to her to answer, Xue Luo seemed to be slowly entering the state.

"Relic left to her son? Only one? Hum ..."

He Tungan sneered. It's like the sound of sharp tools swimming between bones.

"Click".

Suddenly, like a runaway beast, Hetun slaps the rosewood box in Xue Luo's hand on the floor of the trunk.

The strong wind drawn from the palm of Hetun blew the hair from the snow falling horns.

The rosewood box smashed to the ground, and immediately burst open, and the bottom and cover separated.

Xue Luo was frightened by the sudden suffocation of Hetun.

"Bitch! How could he still have his face?"

Hetun hissed. It sounded like a snake vomiting a letter.

What a tyrant!

Xue Luo suddenly felt: Feng Mama was right to leave this brutal man!

But he could not save Feng Xinglang, nor would he return to his son Lin Nuo; Xue Luo quickly climbed over and picked up the painting paper thrown out of the rosewood box.

"Mr. Xing, look ... Mother Feng has always loved you!"