After rejecting my celebrity husband

Adam leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips as he watched the screen, waiting for the explosion.

Leng Zimo’s right hand was about to press the red button, but suddenly turned aside and pressed the larger green button instead.

"You..."

Adam sat up in shock as Leng Zimo’s left hand pressed the cold barrel of a gun against the back of his head.

"Don’t move!"

Adam froze in place, eyes wide.

At that moment, as Leng Zimo moved his right hand, everything on the screen flickered and then vanished into a chaotic snowstorm as the entire surveillance system rebooted.

"You..." Adam glanced sideways at Leng Zimo beside him, "You’re the one who let the lady go?!"

"You found out too late!" Leng Zimo clamped his hand over Adam’s mouth and nose and violently twisted his arms.

With a soft crack, Adam’s neck was snapped.

His body convulsed intensely once, then slumped powerlessly in the chair.

By now, the radar device had rebooted, and on the screen, a small red dot was moving towards the direction of the island, with less than ten nautical miles between them.

Pushing Adam and the chair aside together, Leng Zimo carefully examined the radar equipment, noticed the drooping data cable beside it, and immediately grabbed the paper cutter from the pen stand on the table, seizing the power cable and slicing it with force.

After the data cable was cut, the screen flickered once and then went black.

Leng Zimo exhaled lightly, standing up to move Adam’s corpse aside.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort suddenly sounded behind him, and Leng Zimo reached for his gun.

Bam!

The bullet came whistling in, striking the gun he had placed on the table, forcing Leng Zimo to withdraw his hand.

Turning his face, he saw Luo Ke holding a gun, smiling icily at him.

"Leng Zimo, didn’t expect, did you? In the end, you’ll still die by my hand?!"

"I don’t understand what you mean." Leng Zimo stood up straight, "Who is Leng Zimo?"

"Ha..." Luo Ke laughed aloud, stepping forward to him, pressing the gun against his brow, "Indeed, you disguised yourself well, but unfortunately, you forgot one thing."

When Luo Ke saw the video, he felt the watch looked very familiar.

Just now, he suddenly remembered, he had indeed seen that watch, first on Luo Xiaoqian’s wrist, then again on Leng Zimo’s death photo given by ROY.

Because of the requirement for precise timing in yesterday’s matters, Leng Zimo didn’t have a watch and had to use that one.

When recognizing this watch, Luo Ke realized he had been played miserably by the brothers and understood that the whole thing was fake.

Clearly, Leng Zimo was also on the island, so the only possible person could be this chef.

The meticulous Luo Ke had even discovered such a minute detail, something Leng Zimo hadn’t anticipated.

"So, Mr. Leng, admit defeat gracefully?" Luo Ke raised his other hand, yanked off his fake beard and wig, and looking at his handsome face, Luo Ke stowed away his smile, his tone turning icy, "Where is Sissi?!"

"In a safe place, you’ll never see her again in your life." Leng Zimo replied.

"You’re wrong." Luo Ke increased the pressure on the gun, digging the barrel mercilessly into Leng Zimo’s forehead, "She is mine, and only mine, and you will die!"