Chapter 322 Let the Murderer Reflect Deeply on His Mistakes!

The metal robot left behind by Luo Feng has a listening function.

Bound to Babata.

When Nehru appeared just now, Luo Hua immediately woke up the robot.

A conversation between several people...

Including Nehru threatening Luo Hua with the lives of the Luo family, Lin Luo appearing and beheading Nehru.

No matter how big or small, everything is sent to Babata.

Naturally Luo Feng also knew about this.

"Sago Nehru!" Luo Feng was particularly angry.

He had neglected to take care of his relatives, which made him feel very guilty.

After searching through Babata, I learned about the small actions of Atkin and Nehru.

This anger almost turned into substance, spraying out from the pair of huge beast eyes.

Deep in the turbulent sea water, dark golden eyes burned with anger.

Fortunately, Brother Luo arrived in time.

Today is the Luo family's family dinner, and Luo Feng also knows it.

But before Lin Luo arrived, his father Luo Hongguo's words won him over.

In his heart, just like Luo Hua at this time, he completely regarded Lin Luo as a family member and his big brother!

"Babata, can you contact Brother Luo now?"

"Okay." Babata replied: "Lin Luo is still in Mingyue Community. He should have just received Xu Xin from get off work."

"Yeah." Luo Feng nodded.

He already knew these things from the voice the robot monitored.

Regarding sending Nehru's body back to the HR Alliance, and Lin Luo's instructions to hide his actions.

Luo Feng didn't think much about it.

He knew Lin Luo's character and was too lazy to get involved in such troublesome matters.

If Nehru hadn't come to the door with an iron fist, as Brother Luo said, he would have lived for another half a year.

Thinking of this, gentleness flashed in Luo Feng's eyes.

Brother Luo really knows himself!

Xu Xin was bullied in the HR Alliance before. That warrior-level little Nehru was the younger brother of Sago Nehru, right?

Now that Sago was beheaded by Luo Ge, then this little Nehru and the entire Nehru family.

Just leave it to yourself...

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty ferocity.

Two months, two months to go!

He looked at the golden egg high in the world inside his body and became increasingly excited.

In two more months, the clone will be able to break out of the egg.

When the time comes, he will get back all the hatred he has accumulated, every last one!

Luo Feng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

All stored deep in my heart.

...

other side.

The fighter plane carrying Nehru's body landed at the HR Alliance headquarters.

Venina had already received the news.

But she pretended not to know, and for the first time, she and Atkin met Nehru at the airport.

The fighter plane door opens.

The scene shocked everyone.

In the cabin, there was a ball of crimson blood floating in the air, mixed with white bones.

At the same time, the fighter plane suddenly projected a video.

The front is cut, and the back is also cut.

Only Nehru's horrified expression was left, and in the end, he was directly crushed by the huge mental power.

Several timid congressmen almost sat down on the ground.

Atkin's expression was particularly gloomy.

The spectators who greeted him from all over the airport began to discuss in whispers.

"Huh? This..."

“Is this Congressman Nehru?”

"Jesus, isn't Congressman Nehru the number one spiritual master? Why was he crushed by someone's spiritual power?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this video must be fake!"

"The only spiritual master who can be stronger than Senator Nehru is the former Senator Luo, but during the battle with the Devouring Beast, Senator Luo had long..."

"Haha, it's better to be dead! I've long disliked him. If Senator Luo were still alive, he wouldn't be as arrogant as he is!"

"Shh! Brother, are you crazy? The speaker is still standing there."

The discussion behind him became increasingly heated.

Atkin looked solemn and glanced at Venina beside him.

Seeing Venina frowning as well, he looked away.

The authenticity of the video is actually easy to verify.

As early as when the fighter jets entered HR Alliance airspace, Atkin tried to contact Nehru, but did not receive a reply.

At that time, he thought that Nehru had to discuss something important with him in person.

Unexpectedly...

Unexpectedly, he was directly crushed to death!

who?

Who has the strength to kill Nehru, a second-level planetary warrior.

And he is also a spiritual master!

The first person who came to Atkin's mind was also Luo Feng!

But Luo Feng is already dead, with no bones left...

No, that's not right!

Luo Feng's whereabouts are simply unknown, and like Hong and Lei Shen, he drained his soul and then fell into a deep sleep.

But no one knows when they will wake up again.

Could it be that Luo Feng has woken up?

At this moment, Atkin's soul emerged.

Even though he was already at the sixth level of planet level, he still felt afraid of the name 'Luo Feng'.

"Everyone, clear the place!" He shouted to his subordinates first.

The airport was cleared quickly.

Except for a dozen strong members of the Congress, only Nehru's fighter plane was left, suspended in front.

He then looked at Venina, his tone trembling slightly.

"Venina." Atkin asked, "Can you find out where the fighter plane came from?"

Venina frowned, recalling the route the fighter plane took.

"It should be in the direction of China."

"If you come from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, you should be heading southeast, but the fighter plane just appeared from the east."

"Huaxia?!" Atkin's hair stood on end.

Luo Feng, whose whereabouts are unknown, happens to be a Chinese!

However, if the person who killed Nehru was Luo Feng, why didn't he come along?

Those ugly and dirty things were done by him and Nehru together.

He was even the mastermind.

If it was leaked, why didn't Luo Feng show up and kill himself too?

Think carefully for a while.

Suddenly!

Another figure appeared in Atkin's mind.

"Is it Lin Luo?!" He exclaimed softly.

Beside him, Vinina suddenly turned her head, her expression looked serious and angry.

"Mr. Speaker, who did you just say?"

"I say, could this be done by Lin Luo?" Atkin said in a deep voice.

He carefully observed Vinina's face: "I remember that two years ago, you seemed to have some relationship with him, right?"

Vinina frowned even deeper.

Her eyes fluctuated for a moment.

"Yes, it's a little bit related." She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a roar from between her teeth.

"I... At that time, I wanted to kill him!"

Atkin narrowed his eyes.

He was not familiar with Lin Luo, and compared with Luo Feng, the fear in his heart was greatly reduced.

He did not notice anything wrong from Vinina's expression at this time.

"Then what do you think about this matter?" Atkin asked: "With Lin Luo's strength, would he be the one who killed Nehru?"

"It's difficult." Vinina quickly gave an answer: "Two years ago, Lin Luo was only at the peak of the God of War, not even as good as Nehru."

"I also escaped from him because I broke through the planetary level."

After thinking about it, Vinina said again: "His strength is not enough to kill Nehru."

"Mr. Speaker!"

Vinina said solemnly: "If you allow, I am willing to go to China and make the murderer reflect on his mistakes!"

Atkin was startled, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Her realm is the seventh planetary level, one level higher than his own.

Let Vinina take action, even if the murderer cannot be found, there will definitely be no accidents.

"Vinina!" Atkin was a little moved: "Before, I blamed you wrongly."

"This time, please make a trip."

"No trouble!" Vinina shook her head: "There is no time to lose, I will go back and change my stockings first, and leave immediately!"

As she said, she greeted several members of the Bolenas family and hurriedly left the airport.

Watching the backs of several people leaving, Atkin breathed a sigh of relief.

With Vinina taking action, even if Luo Feng is resurrected, there is no need to worry too much.

But...

Do you need to change stockings to investigate the case?

Looking at the long legs that are gradually moving away, and the swaying grace that is tilted from the back.

Atkin pursed his lips lightly, not caring too much about it.