Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【135 Song Xiaozhi Has a Son? 】

Nangong Jue frowned when he heard the words, and ordered to his subordinates, "Do as he says."

Looking down again, I saw the little man grasping Song Xiaozhi's hand with a worried face, his eyes turned warm, and his voice was soft and gentle, comforting, "There is a stone, don't worry, Mommy, you won't die."

In just one sentence, like a boulder thrown into a lake, it suddenly set off a stormy sea.

Mommy?

Song Xiaozhi actually has a son?

There was a flash of light in Nangong Zhan's eyes. This child is so similar, he is definitely the blood of the Nangong family.

Nangong Yu was shocked, touched her face, and muttered to herself, "Why do I feel like looking in a mirror?"

Nangong Jue looked at that small face, his heart suddenly tensed up, a burst of anger hit his heart, his voice was low and deep, as if attacking from the ground, "Song Xiaozhi, how dare you give birth to your son without my permission!"

Song Xiaotou opened Nangongjue's hand with a snap, "My woman, don't touch her!"

This brat, just like her mother, has an arrogant face.

Nangong Jue grabbed Song Xiaotou's collar with one hand and threw him aside, "If you want to cry to the side, I will be responsible for saving people!"

Damn it, he looks like he's crying.

"The women in my family were injured again and again because of you. You can't even protect a woman well. Are you a man!" Song Xiao was furious, and a cloud of fire rose on her white and tender face.

"Try to swear again?"

Nangong Jue held his collar and stood up, Song Xiaotou vacated directly at his height of 1.9 meters, "It seems that both the small and the big ones need to be trained."

"It's better not to be trained than to be killed." Song Xiaotou sneered, "If you don't want to die, let me go."

Young Master Nangong was used to threatening people, this was the first time he was threatened like this.

He narrowed his eyes coldly, and snorted, "I really want to see your feet on the ground before you die."

rely on.

The height has become the most resentful thing for the gifted child Song Xiaotou at this moment.

Song Xiaozhi, who woke up in pain, opened her eyes, and saw two men, one big and one small, fighting each other in ecstasy, and her pale face suddenly turned into a pig's liver, "I'm going to die, you two give me a hug!" Get off to the Pacific Ocean!"

Song Xiaotou's face darkened.

Nangong Jue's face darkened.

"Mommy, although your wound happened to hit the pacemaker in your chest and you can't die, it's better for you to be quiet."

"I've been shot, who allows you to shout so hard, shut up!"

"Nangong, try yelling at my mommy again?"

"Wrong little guy, I'm ordering."

The two men agreed with each other, and the weak Song Xiaozhi looked helpless, "An Yi, am I experiencing the afterlife hell or am I just having a nightmare?"

"Little Zhi, thank you for the pacemaker placed in your chest. It saved your life. Leave them alone. I will get the ammo for you as soon as possible."

Nangong Jue heard the words, put down Song Xiaotou, and bent down to hug Song Xiaozhi into the car.

"My mommy is afraid of pain, so be gentle when you hug her!"

Song Xiaotou gritted his teeth while watching Nangongjue's heavy hands and feet.

Nangong Jue raised his eyebrows, "Shut up those who are incompetent."

Little Stone is silent...

He is not strong enough to hug his mother!

Damn, why is this man so domineering, so domineering that he wants people to beat him up!

Little Stone is very upset...

Nangong Yu drove over, and knowing that there was still a sliver of sanity: "I'll take her to the hospital right away."

An Yi was in a haze, "What kind of hospital are you sending me, are you insulting me? Drive back to Nangong's house, and I will treat you personally!"

An Yan helped Fu An Yi's shoulder, "An Yi, that's the third young master."

"The third young master can insult my medical skills! I can't even be cured by a gun. I'm still a ghost doctor. Drive back to Nangong's house."

Dr. An got suspicious, got angry, and yelled at everyone, "Shut up, don't make any noise, I'll never end with anyone who f*ck quarrels with my patient again!"

All are silent.

Song Xiaotou said without hesitation, "Actually, this auntie, your voice is the loudest now..."

An Yi let out an ah, bowed her head, and fell silent...

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

In Nangong Villa, a group of people sent Song Xiaozhi to An Yi's research room non-stop. An Yi never slacked off, and very calmly removed the blood, disinfected and administered anesthesia for Song Xiaozhi. Put on a new top and it was done smoothly.

She walked out of the laboratory and handed over the bullet she took out from Zhizhi's chest. "It's the same as the child said. It is 0 inches in diameter and 5 inches in length. It is an incendiary bomb. Xiaozhi fell asleep, and it will be released at night." Awake."

The young masters of the Nangong family saw that an assistant was needed to complete the large-scale operation that took two and a half hours. An Yi not only completed it alone, but also took less than 10 minutes, they reluctantly accepted An Yi's roar. .

After An Yi walked away, the three pairs of eyes of the men outside the door fixed on the little man in front of him.

Song Xiaotou leaned against the wall, raised his eyelids and said coldly, "Is there any question I want to ask."

"Son, what's your name?" Nangong Zhan said casually, "How old are you? You seem to be familiar with weapons. Which family are you from? Who is your father?"

"Song Xiaotou, eight years old, his father is unknown."

Stone answered very concisely.

Nangong Zhan pondered, "Why do you look so similar to my sons?"

"I have to ask your son." Shitou grinned sweetly, "If you have ignored me and Mommy for eight years, it is not enough for your Nangong family to pay alimony of one billion."

Billion...

This number provoked the strings of the two people from a certain department on the other side. Nangong Yu pointed at him, her eyes showing surprise, "You are...you are the child at the auction that day!"

Song Xiaotou smiled proudly, "Don't come here without any problems, the third young master of Nangong who has terrible driving skills."

Nangong Sanshao's most proud skill was insulted, and Nangong Sanshao was petrified.

Mommy can't handle it, son is even more difficult, when will he be able to hug the beauty back...

Nangong Zhan looked at Nangongjue who had been silent all along, coughed lightly and asked in a low voice: "Boss, don't you have anything to ask?"