Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 523 They Are Back

This night was even worse than the few days when Fu Sicheng was locked in prison and she was not allowed to see her.

Song Rao began to regret, she couldn't remember what she was regretting, her brain was in a mess, and she was about to go crazy-yes, he should have something to say to himself before leaving, she shouldn't go away in anger If she leaves, she should listen to him carefully and let him go with peace of mind. Fu Sicheng will definitely feel bad when she leaves like that. What if it affects him?
In the past three years, Song Rao has seen too many deaths and injuries. He once witnessed a person whose limbs were splattered by shells, and he couldn't fight together. At this moment, those bloody scenes were replaced by Fu Sicheng, and his tears could no longer be controlled. live in circles.

Fu Sicheng is just a businessman, how could he go to a dangerous place like the Golden Triangle to fight Sangbo, why didn't she stop him?She already owed him enough, and made him almost die for saving her several times, and now, she wanted him to fight Sangbo again because of her.

She was really going to kill him.

Song Rao's mind was about to be twisted into a rope, and the sky was suddenly broken by the sound of gunfire, and the gunfire showed no sign of stopping.Been playing for almost an hour.

Fu Sicheng, you must not have anything to do, you must not.

Song Rao, whose limbs were all stiff, had only the ability to pray. The sunlight shone on the ground bit by bit, and shone on the faces of everyone in the camp waiting for their return.

Two hours later, the gunfire from other directions gradually subsided, breaking the end of the battle, but only the direction of the Golden Triangle remained fierce.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, one after another tirelessly calling, Cheng Wu reminded Song Rao, Song Rao finally heard.

"Could it be my idol?" Cheng Wu said.

However, Song Rao was so dull that he didn't even know how to handle his mobile phone, and his limbs were so numb that he couldn't control himself.

Let go of the bloody palms, the pain stimulated her nerves, allowing her to barely recover some ability to think and move.

Ignoring the blood on her hands, Song Rao stiffly and eagerly took out her mobile phone. It was not good news, but a call from a child.

I realized later that this was not a phone call, but a Wechat video.

Song Rao, who was in a panic at the moment, needed some people and things to calm her heart, so she picked up the video.

The little guy's immature face that was almost copied and pasted with Fu Sicheng appeared on the screen. When he saw his mother, he said softly, "Mom."

"...Junjun woke up?" Song Rao's face froze, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Yeah." The little guy nodded, noticing his mother's pale complexion, he immediately became worried: "Mom is sick."

Song Rao looked in the direction of the Golden Triangle, with all her heart tied to Fu Sicheng. After a while, she understood what the little guy said, looked back at the screen, and said, "Mom is not sick, mom is fine, don't worry."

"Dad." The little guy asked Dad, wondering why Dad didn't take good care of Mom.

The sentence of father almost made Song Rao burst into tears, and looked in the direction of the Golden Triangle again in a panic: "Dad is out to work, and will be back soon, will be back soon..."

She murmured over and over.

"I'm back, I'm back."

There was a sudden sound that made Song Rao's heart skip a beat, and he searched for the sound immediately, and saw the person in charge of the investigation on a high observation deck not far away holding a telescope, waving at them excitedly, and pointing at the person who appeared in the sky. shouted the black helicopter.

"Dad is back. Mom won't tell the baby anymore. I'll call Junjun later." Song Rao said excitedly, and hung up the phone after quickly talking to the child.

As the sound of propeller scraping became clear, two black helicopters appeared over the camp.

The smile that was about to appear on Song Rao's face dissipated in an instant.

Why only two helicopters?What about the rest?
Only two!Each of their departure teams should have at least ten fighters, why only two came back?

The helicopter stopped in the open space, Song Rao rushed forward into the dust, her eyes were fascinated by the dust, and when she tried to see clearly, she saw the cabin door opened, Qin Zhao hurried down with a person on her back, blood flowed all over the ground—not Fu In charge of them.

(End of this chapter)