After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1793

Chapter 1793: Chapter 1797: Don’t Hurt Him

In the guest room on the second floor.

Listening to the voices coming through the wireless mic, Luo Ke signaled the male assassin on the ship to pull off his earpiece.

"Little Thing is on the second floor, let’s catch him!" The two quickly walked to the door, opened it, and rushed out. The male assassin reminded the other person, "Sir said we need him alive, intact, don’t hurt him!"

"Got it," the female companion replied, glancing outside the door, "You go left, I’ll go right."

The two of them stepped out from the door simultaneously, splitting into two groups, quickly heading towards the corridors on either side.

The second floor has luxury rooms, as well as standard rooms, and the passageways are not straight; there are several stairs connecting to the upper floor. At this moment, Ah Jiu was leading several men up through different passages from upstairs and downstairs.

Luo Jun hurried down the stairs, taking small steps as he somewhat dejectedly stepped onto the second-floor corridor.

"Young Master!"

A black-clad bodyguard happened to run up from a nearby staircase. Seeing the little guy walking past with his head down, he immediately called out softly and moved towards him.

Luo Jun had been leisurely walking down the corridor, but seeing the person suddenly appear and run towards him, he immediately pursed his lips and ran in the opposite direction.

He was in a bad mood. In fact, at this moment, he didn’t even know where he was going; he just didn’t want to be caught by them.

The little guy turned down a corridor, when suddenly a big hand reached out, grabbed his mouth and nose, and with a swift motion, held him in his arms.

His body restrained, Luo Jun instinctively struggled.

"Don’t scream, or I’ll kill you!"

The male assassin brought his mouth close to his ear and threatened in a deep voice.

Uncle Ah Jiu and the others were nearby. As long as he shouted, they would come over.

The male assassin never expected that a four- or five-year-old child would still be able to remain so calm at this time.

Everything happened too suddenly. Before he even felt Luo Jun’s movements, two rows of sharp little teeth had already tightly bitten down on his hand.

"Hiss!"

The male assassin instinctively took a breath, reflexively withdrawing his hand from Luo Jun’s mouth. Looking at his badly bitten hand, he angrily raised it, grabbing the struggling Luo Jun, pressing him against the wall, and raising his hand to hit him.

"Help, help..."

With his mouth and nose freed, Luo Jun immediately shouted loudly while reaching out his little foot to kick at the opponent regardless of anything else.