The screeching of the brakes of the rapid stop downstairs was followed by a string of hurried footsteps, with an air of danger and aggression.

In the room, Lin Ao stood at the door calmly without changing his face, and the Beitang Bright Sun came faster than he imagined.

"The so-called embattled, this is the current situation, it's really troublesome."

Xing Yi grabbed his hair and looked at Lin Ao with a relaxed negotiation expression.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"Where's Lin Nuanxi?"

"Basement, the password is 8909, don't destroy me, Uncle Ben is such a home."

"Uh......"

Unexpectedly, Xing Yi replied simply and without any hesitation.

Seeing Xing Yi turn around and jump out of the window, Lin Ao quickly ran towards him.

"Stop, where are you going?"

"Fools will fight hard with the two of you, worship and worship~"

"Wait, wait—Punishment One, you—"

"Sockets—"

At the moment when Xingyi jumped out of the window, the door in the room was also kicked open unceremoniously.

"Lin, Young Master Lin Ao?!"

When Leng Zhao rushed in and saw Lin Ao here, he was not only surprised.

Thinking about it, there is nothing strange about it, since this kid was able to avoid his high-speed car safely and soundly, Leng Zhao had already noticed that the child in front of him, who was only five years old, was not an ordinary person.

In particular, Lin Ao is now wearing the black equipment of an agent.

"Young Master Lin Ao, you're not injured, are you? You're the only one in the room?"

Lin Ao looked at the menacing Black Swan Castle bodyguard in front of him, and thought of Xingyi's words "A fool will fight with you".

It seems that the Scorpio man with the terrifying nickname does not like to fight.

Lin Ao shook his head unhindered: "Mom-"

The words that almost blurted out paused, and Lin Ao reacted quickly.

"Auntie is in the basement."

After speaking, Lin Ao ran out of the room.

After Leng Zhao paused for a few seconds, he also ran outside with Lin Ao.

The Criminal One Office, from the outside, is just a simple small two-story apartment, who would have thought that under this house, there is also a large room.

Lin Ao turned on the light in the basement, and there was a corridor in front of him, which was not long, and the front seemed to be more like a studio.

When Lin Ao came to this studio, there were various high-level precision instruments and equipment weapons from the Federal Military Academy hanging on the wall.

This guy is too deeply hidden!

"Mr. Leng, come over here for a while!"

The bodyguard next to him seemed to have discovered something and shouted at Leng Zhao.

Leng Zhao ran over and found a woman lying on the sofa in the studio, who seemed to be still having nightmares.

With a helmet like a sun hat on his head, it can be seen that this is also a high-end gadget of the Federation.

"No...... No...... Bright sun, Mingming......"

From her voice, it was not difficult for Leng Zhao to guess who the person in front of him was.

Jiang Mi'er covered her chest tightly with her hands, and the illusion she created seemed to remain in her body, making her unable to breathe in pain, crying and calling Beitang Yaori's name.

Leng Zhao looked at this precision instrument, but he didn't know where to start.

"Drip—"

A small hand, skillfully operating the digital buttons on the precision instrument, and after a while, the fluorescence in the sunglasses disappeared.

For Lin Ao, who has lived in the federal military academy for three years, this thing is already too common for him.