Listening to Luo Ke's question, Luo Xiaoqian's mood became increasingly gloomy.
Luo Ke was so happy and proud, could it be that he had succeeded?
No, impossible!
Zimo won't die, definitely won't die!
"I don't want to hear it!" Luo Xiaoqian growled.
"I know you want to know," Luo Ke laughed.
The happier he laughed, the more it hurt Luo Xiaoqian's heart.
Raising her hand to cover her ears, she hoarsely shouted, "Get out, get out, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear your voice, get out..."
She didn't want to hear the worst outcome, didn't want to!
Luo Ke raised his hand to grab her arm, bringing his face close to hers, "They're dead, Leng Zimo and Jiao Yang are all dead. Those bombs were enough to blow this cruise ship to pieces, and I personally pressed the enter key..."
