Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 742
But he didn't seem to notice the change between the two of them, he still smiled and teased lightly, "Third brother, your younger brother was with you back then. Although he has been abroad for a few years, I still remember everything you taught."

"It's not a big deal, hurry up, and we brothers will have a good drink then."

Mo Ziheng at this moment is different from the calm and introverted past. He seems to have returned to the bright and cheerful boy in his student days, "Brother... We haven't had a good drink together for a long time."

People seem to have reached a certain critical point, and many things that were previously incomprehensible and incomprehensible will suddenly become clear; those things that they thought they could not let go of seem to become less important.

Really loving someone doesn't seem to be a persistent desire to get it. If she can be good, and the people he cares about and love can be good, then it is better than anything else.

Huo Yichen on the other end of the phone understood the profound meaning behind Mo Ziheng's words, so he didn't say a word for a long time.

And here, Mo Ziheng has already looked at Mu Genge again.

Looking at her eyes that were red from crying, and at the loneliness she subconsciously protected, he smiled softly, that smile was relieved and gentle.

He asked, "Can I... touch your belly?"

Mo Ziheng like this made Mu Geunge a little dazed and extremely uneasy.

She couldn't say the words of rejection.

He bit his lip as soon as he nodded.

When Mo Ziheng saw it, he smiled brilliantly, and he reached out his hand, trembling imperceptibly, and carefully landed on her abdomen.

In fact, I can't feel much movement, but Mo Ziheng just felt that something became more firm the moment his palm was pressed against it.

Third brother, what my father owes you, I will pay it back for him.

Jinge, I failed to protect it back then, and this time I will never repeat the same mistake.

"Be good, don't let Mummy suffer...Uncle...Uncle..."

"Zi Heng!"

Mu Geunge screamed, his face became even paler when he looked at the man who was going to open the door sideways.

"What are you going to do?"

The clothes were pulled, Mo Ziheng turned his back to the girl, he no longer looked at her, no one noticed his scarlet eyes under the gaze of no one.

But he was smiling, even if he knew that the other party couldn't see the smile.

"Haozi, turn left on the small road ahead... stop..."

"Yes." Haozi who was driving in front replied in a deep voice.

From the moment he discovered that someone was following him, this young guy showed a calmness and absolute obedience that ordinary people never had.

Mu Geunge seemed to understand something, she kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't, don't...!"

"Third Brother...they owe you...I will pay you back..."

Accompanied by these words came the piercing sound of brakes, and Mu Zhenge felt his hand being sent away, the figure in front of him was shaking, and there was only a bang, and there was no trace of Mo Ziheng's figure in his eyes.

Everything happened too fast, and by the time she realized it, Mo Ziheng and the driver had quickly got out of the car at the same time and got into the central control.

Then there were a few trampling sounds from the roof, and two figures appeared at the rear of the car.

This small car fits the size of a car, with high walls on both sides, and the doors cannot be fully opened.

Tears completely blurred his vision, and Mu Geunge almost instinctively lay down on the back seat, looking towards the rear of the car.

I don't know when the following cars became five. The special nature of this trail forced those people to stop, and they swarmed over with iron bars or long knives in their hands.

There are as many as twenty people.

Mu Ge's eyes widened. She wanted to see the familiar figure, but found that it was completely covered by the crowd. All she could see were iron bars and long knives waving continuously, as well as endless screams.

She didn't have a word, just lying on the ground like that, tears completely blurred her vision, a cloud of fog seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and she couldn't tell the way forward.

The other party has five cars, and there are few people here. If you drive all the way, if you can't catch up, the other party will definitely crash directly.

The adult who crashes the car may not be directly injured, but the baby in the belly may not be.

He is too fragile, he must be the first to be hurt.

She didn't want to lose this child, so he ordered someone to drive the car to such a small road, the other party was forced to stop, and he got out of the car, which gave the other party hope that she could catch her.

As long as he and Haozi are dealt with, there will be only her and a female assistant in the car, and there is no way to resist.

Someone is starting to fall...

one, two, three...

The other party didn't seem to expect that the two of them could reach out so well, and their twenty or so professional desperadoes couldn't knock them down for a while.

On the contrary, it was his brothers who finally couldn't bear the attack and fell one after another.

The leader was also red-eyed, and even more flustered in his heart.

The previous steadfastness became no longer so firm.

Mo Ziheng did this for another purpose, which was to delay time.

As long as there is a delay, Huo Yichen's reinforcements will arrive.

They are afraid that they will also catch them all in one go.

So, they had to grab the woman when the guy on the other side got close and leave quickly.

Another stick fell on Mo Ziheng's body, but he didn't seem to know the pain, he didn't dodge and went forward, he didn't know which brother's iron stick he took away and went up to meet him, and hit the opponent's head directly with his backhand .

Then they saw another of their brothers fall.

The blood had blurred the man's handsome face, but the man was still smiling.

That smile was cold and bone-piercing, like a demon from hell.

The dozen or so remaining kidnappers trembled when they saw that smile, and some of them were even a little timid, hesitating for a moment between their movements.

I wondered if I should just turn around and run away like this.

It is clear that they have the advantage, but these people can't feel the joy brought by the advantage.

Because, for a while, they couldn't break through the protective circle created by these two people.

After all, people have limits, and Mo Ziheng actually didn't know what he was doing, he just instinctively tried to stop the person who was trying to get close to the Hummer behind him.

Waving the iron rod in his hand, he didn't show any expression as he watched the people who fell to the ground under the joint efforts of him and Haozi.

He squeezed it tightly, not knowing whether it was his own blood or someone else's blood, which blurred his vision.

He was like a ghost crawling out of purgatory in the middle of the night. He staggered and almost couldn't stand still, but he didn't let anyone cross their line of defense.

His vision was too blurred, he could hardly see clearly, and the other party took the opportunity to stab him down, adding heartache to his chest.

He seemed to hear the exclamation coming from behind him, he wanted to tell her that it's okay, it really doesn't matter...

But he couldn't turn around, couldn't give him a comforting smile, he was kicked and hit the trunk directly.

The pain in my body has already reached the limit, as if I don't know the pain anymore.

Just leaning on the trunk and holding the iron bar high.

There were still a dozen or so people in front of them, each with wounds of different sizes.

Haozi was in the front, it was hard to resist after all, he was chopped down to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't get up again.

(End of this chapter)