Chapter 559: One More Son (Two Chapters Combined Into One)

They almost succeeded.

Countless car lights suddenly appeared one kilometer away, exposing them instantly.

Song Moting pushed Jiang Xiaoxiao behind a big tree, and he rushed in the opposite direction, rolling and drawing his gun when he landed.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stood stiffly behind the tree, and the sudden fear drove away their hope of being rescued.

As she waited, she closed her eyes, clenched her fists, pressed the child in her arms hard, and listened attentively to see if there was any sound coming from behind.

She heard nothing, really nothing.

Too much silence is also a kind of fear.

Mu Chen appeared at the entrance of the alley, with a slight smile on his lips and a weapon in his hand.

He walked slowly to the front of the woods, his pistol aimed at the tree where Jiang Xiaoxiao was hiding.

"This bullet can penetrate a ten-centimeter thick steel plate. Are you sure you still want to resist?"

Song Moting immediately appeared at a right angle.

But Mu Chen's weapon did not turn to him, but continued to aim at Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Don't move."

Mu Chen said, and Song Moting stopped.

He knew Muchen wasn't kidding.

"You two, you didn't say goodbye when you left."

Muchen's tone was brisk, but his eyes were cold.

"Goodbye."

Song Moting said expressionlessly.

He didn't dare to act rashly.

"Drop the gun." Muchen said to Song Moting.

Song Moting let go and let the gun fall to the ground.

"You've failed my hospitality. If you hadn't been caught by the guards, your trick would have succeeded. Who are you?"

Song Moting shrugged.

There was no point in denying it now.

"I've got what I wanted. I've got the virus samples in your laboratory, and I know everything you know."

"You want to cut in? Just for money?"

It was Song Moting who answered Muchen's question.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a subtle change in Song Moting's face, and his eyes became cold and ruthless.

"People with that kind of capital can make a fortune in a short time, and I need it."

"But it's mine, you're a thief."

"Don't say it so harshly. I also put in labor. Who doesn't want to make a lot of money?"

"So that's the case? Just for money?"

"It's always been like this."

"What about her?" Mu Chen nodded in the direction of Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"I guess she's your accomplice?"

"I always act alone."

"What about her?"

"She has nothing to do with this matter. I just need Dr. Jiang's talent and can make a lot of money."

Mu Chen turned the gun from Jiang Xiaoxiao to Song Moting in an instant, his finger on the trigger.

"Don't treat me like a fool."

He whispered.

Mu Feng had already pulled out his pistol and aimed it at his forehead.

"Maybe those questions should be asked to me."

Mu Feng said coldly, "Throw away the gun. Stand on Mr. Shi's side."

Both men were stunned.

Song Moting seemed to stop breathing, and his face turned pale.

Mu Chen stared at him in surprise, and then began to laugh bitterly.

There was a loud bang in the distance, followed by a series of explosions.

Mu Chen's face turned strangely pale, as if someone was choking him.

"The laboratory was destroyed." He said hoarsely.

"Explosion, father is dead..."

He slowly raised his head, horror in his eyes.

"It's you, right?"

Mu Feng took a few deep breaths, then said calmly, "I can't let you spread that virus."

"No..."

Mu Chen blinked quickly, thinking he had heard it wrong.

But he didn't, Mu Feng stood there, his face calm.

"You... do you know what they are going to do?"

"I'm in the same group with them."

Mu Chen felt as if the world had turned upside down, and what he thought was real was no longer real.

In that suffocating but clear moment, he understood.

"You were also behind the so-called factory attack. What exactly do you want to do?"

"Unfortunately, even if you destroy those, you can still copy all the research, so I have to take more drastic measures."

"Because of you, my father is dead!"

Mu Chen roared, suddenly reaching out and pulling the trigger.

But Mu Feng was faster, and his weapon was in his hand.

He did not hesitate, and pulled the trigger three times, shooting Mu Chen twice in the chest and once in the head.

His brother fell to the ground, blood staining the ground.

Mu Feng's hands hung at his side, and a tear slid down his face.

The events that were arranged from the beginning finally came to this point.

He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes.

The road to hell was indeed paved with thorns. He just wanted to destroy the virus. He couldn't let his father really spread the virus as planned.

Zi Luo, his beautiful, brave, and fragile Zi Luo would not survive if she came into contact with that cold.

Even with a vaccine, she would not survive.

He murdered his brother.

His soul might be sent to hell because of this, but destroying the virus and saving countless lives, he thought it should be worth it, and he also saved Zi Luo.

Zi Luo was entrusted to him by his mother before she died.

It is the continuation of his mother's life. No one is more like a mother than Zi Luo.

Mu Feng walked up to the guards. Many people heard the gunshots and saw this scene, but no one spoke.

They all looked uncertain.

Some were at a loss, and some were relieved.

Many people don't like Mu Shaocheng's tyranny, and now everything seems to be over.

He glanced at a few faces, "Mu Chen is dead. My father is dead too."

"From now on, I will take over all the work. Please take good care of my brother. I want to take him home and bury him next to my father."

The pale guard nodded.

They all knew what to do.

They can become Mu Feng's people, otherwise they will die.

They chose to live.

Someone whispered something to others, and then began to deal with Mu Chen's body.

Mu Feng glanced at Zi Luo in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, "When can I take my sister back? The deal between us is done."

He did everything he should do.

Song Mo Ting glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao, "You should know that it's not done yet."

He is not cruel.

There is no eternal secret in this world.

Mu Feng is the only person who knows Jiang Xiaoxiao's secret.

Mu Feng looked at Zi Luo expressionlessly, "I will disband everyone, and when I take Zi Luo back, I will give you an explanation."

He understood that Song Mo Ting was not Jiang Xiaoxiao, and as a man, he knew how to make choices.

As long as Zi Luo can survive, he has been stained with too many sins.

Then use your own life to end it all.

The sound of a car came from the darkness.

The messy footsteps, Mu Feng left silently.

Jin Dachuan appeared behind them with his men.

"You are finally back."

Song Mo Ting went up to give a hug. It has been a month since they last met.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that things had changed.

Song Mo Ting said calmly and as usual, "Everything is normal."

The motor vehicles began to arrange retreat vigilantly.

Then Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to his arms again.

She thought she didn't move, but only felt him pull her over and put her into his safe embrace.

"I'm sorry," he hugged her in, muttering.

He stopped and opened the door for her.

"But I can't risk your safety."

She was furious, and she lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him.

"What about your safety?"

She asked excitedly, "When you do something like this, do you ever think about how I feel? Do you think I don't notice that you stand between me and others so that if someone shoots at me, you can block the bullet hole?"

She punched his chest with her fist.

This surprised even herself, she had never hit anyone before.

She hit him again, and the pressure was so high that she felt her fist hurt.

"Damn it, I want you to be healthy and intact! I want our children to have a father, and I want more of your children, so you have to live, do you hear me?"

"I hear you," Song Mo Ting said quietly, grabbing her fists and pressing them to his chest to prevent them from moving.

"I care about myself as well. I know I have to do everything necessary to protect you and my son."

She relaxed against him, her lips trembling as she held back her tears.

She is not a crybaby, but her nerves have been breaking down these days, and the tight rope is about to break.

She still doesn't want to cry at him.

He has too many things to deal with, and he shouldn't turn around and face a crying wife.

Someone lifted Zi Luo into the car, and the little ball at Jiang Xiaoxiao's feet bit his lip hesitantly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was about to get in the car, pinching the corner of her clothes, lowering her head and unable to see the boy's expression.

Seeing that the little fat boy didn't move, "Come on! Get in the car with mom."

Waved.

The little fat boy paused, stood there and whispered, "I can go, now you are fine, you don't need me to play your son, I know I should go, but can you drop me off on the road to the city? I won't disturb you."

The voice was small, with a hint of unnaturalness.

He tried hard to straighten his spine and pretend that he didn't care.

He knew he was going to be abandoned, and it was like this every time. This is not the first time, these adults are like this, after using others, he immediately becomes a burden.

He told himself not to be sad, he was used to it anyway. Although this time, he could enjoy the warmth and security of being taken care of like a son, he was not their biological son after all.

Others have their own biological sons. If it wasn't for their biological sons, how could he appear here? He was just a substitute.

Now finish his work and leave honestly. At least he had a full meal.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head, holding his little hand, "Get in the car, you haven't told me your name yet? Since you are my son, you will be my son in the future. Anyway, you don't have a father or a mother, let me be your mother."

Picked up the little fat boy and put him on the seat.

The little fat boy raised his little face slightly proudly. He tried to suppress his emotions that wanted to collapse, and said with a stern face, "My name is Xiao Douyaer. Do you really want to be my mother? If you are my mother, you will be my mother for life. You adults love to say one thing and mean another."

That expression looked like he didn't care who would be his mother.

In fact, he was very nervous and kept his eyes fixed on Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression, fearing that Jiang Xiaoxiao would suddenly change her mind.

Jiang Xiaoxiao touched his head and said, "You are so chubby, you don't look like a little bean sprout. I'll change your name to Little Baozi from now on. I think it's better to call you Baozi than a bean sprout. Look at how you look. How can you still be called a little bean sprout when you are so fat?”

Xiao Douya looked at herself and saw that the man had indeed given herself a lot of good food in order to act as a substitute for him.

And the result of him eating freely was that he became this chubby shape.

Steamed buns are just steamed buns, steamed buns are better than bean sprouts. He likes to eat big meaty steamed buns the most, so it’s good to call them steamed buns.

But the woman in front of me has never told herself whether she will be her mother for the rest of her life?

He knew these adults were so good at lying.

"I don't want you to be my mother! You are not my real mother."

If he doesn't want it, he won't be sad. He doesn't want a mother.

What's the use of having a mother?

In the name of loving themselves, those mothers always act like the best mothers in the world to outsiders, and are gentle and kind, but in private they are evil and black-hearted, denying them food and locking them up in a dark room. Some even beat him.

He doesn't want a mother.

Jiang Xiao smiled so loudly that Baozi was dissatisfied.

He glared at Jiang Xiaoxiao with accusing eyes.

Song Moting gave him the back of his head for the rest of his life.

"Hey, boy, you actually learned how to glare at your mother now! Let me tell you, there are rules when you are my son, you must respect your elders."

Baozi glared at Song Moting with resentment, but he knew that this man was very powerful.

I can't beat myself.

He saw with his own eyes how this man led them to escape. Faced with such a person, he knew that he could only give in.

snort! He will bully the child. When he grows up, he will be so strong that if he slaps himself on the back of the head today, he will slap him ten times in the future.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others got in the car.

arrive home.

Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, who had received the news early, and Bai Yiyi had been standing at the door with glutinous rice dumplings, and opened the door as soon as they heard any movement.

Seeing the couple, the old man and the old woman burst into tears. How could they have imagined that their grandson almost narrowly escaped death this time.

Mr. Song looked at Song Moting with sharp eyes, and he felt relieved, as long as he was not hurt.

After getting in the car, Jiang Xiaoxiao gave Song Moting a little peach juice to drink. Song Moting's minor injuries had already healed.

"Come in, come in, you are suffering, come in quickly. Auntie has cooked a table of delicious dishes for you."

Mrs. Song quickly wiped away her tears.

As people get older, they become more emotional.

Tangyuan threw herself into Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, her little body clinging tightly to Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms. A pair of chubby arms hugged Jiang Xiaoxiao's neck, and her white and tender face pressed against Jiang Xiaoxiao's cheek. .

Soft, warm breath hit Jiang's small ears.

"Mom, Mom, where have you been? I couldn't find Tang Yuan. You and dad are not here. Tang Yuan misses you so much."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged him tightly and kissed his little face, making him giggle.

"Mom and dad also miss Tangyuan very much. They don't rush back as soon as they finish their work. Mom misses Tangyuan."

Mother and son put their foreheads together and laughed.

The bun next to him was filled with envy when he saw it. This was that mother's child, and he was the one who suffered on his behalf.

Jealousy made him furious.

Mrs. Song pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao to sit on the sofa and checked everything. Song Moting picked up some things he could tell and told the old lady.

Bai Yiyi hugged Jiang Xiaoxiao reluctantly. She could already understand the adults' words.

My grandparents couldn't eat or sleep these days because something happened to the little sister and brother-in-law.

She gets sad when she takes care of glutinous rice balls.

When I lost my grandparents, I was already five years old, but Tang Yuan was only two years old, so he might not remember his parents at all.

This would be the most tragic thing in the world.

Now that her sister was lost and found, she was a little worried.

I was afraid that my sister and brother-in-law would do something again.

The world of adults is very complicated. How could my sister and brother-in-law encounter so many bad people?

Bai Yiyi decided to become stronger in order to protect her sister and Tangyuan.