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 then he rushed in the opposite direction, rolling over and pulling out his gun when he landed.
Jiang Xiaoxiao stood stiffly behind the tree, the sudden fear driving 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 intently to see if there was any sound coming from behind.
She heard nothing, really nothing.
Too much silence is also a fear.
Muchen 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, aiming his pistol at the tree where Jiang Xiaoxiao was hiding.
"This bullet can penetrate a steel plate ten centimeters thick. Are you sure you still want to resist?"
Song Moting immediately appeared at a right angle.
But Muchen's weapon did not turn towards him, but continued to aim at Jiang Xiaoxiao.
“Don’t move.”
Muchen said, Song Moting stopped.
He knew Muchen was not joking.
"You two didn't say goodbye when you left."
Mu Chen's tone was brisk, but his eyes were cold.
"goodbye."
Song Moting said expressionlessly.
He was afraid to act rashly.
"Throw away the gun." Muchen said to Song Moting.
Song Moting let go of the gun and it fell to the ground.
"You have failed to live up to my hospitality. If the guards had not seen you, your trick would have succeeded. Who are you?"
Song Moting shrugged.
There is no point in denying it now.
"I've got what I wanted. I've got the virus samples in your lab, and I know everything you know."
"You want to steal it? Just for money?"
The one who answered Muchen's question was Song Moting.
Jiang Xiaoxiao noticed a subtle change in Song Moting's expression, and his eyes became cold and ruthless.
"A man with that kind of capital could make a fortune in a short time, and I need it."
"But it's mine, you're a thief."
"Don't say such harsh words. I also put in labor. Who doesn't want to make a lot of money?"
"So that's what it is? Just for money?"
“It’s always been like this.”
"What about her?" Muchen nodded in the direction of Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"I suppose she's your accomplice?"
"I always act alone."
"So she is?"
"She has nothing to do with this matter. I just need Dr. Jiang's talents. I can make a lot of money just the same."
In an instant, Muchen turned the gun from Jiang Xiaoxiao to Song Moting, his finger already on the trigger.
"Don't take me for a fool."
He whispered.
Mu Feng had already pulled out his pistol and aimed it at his forehead.
"Maybe those are questions that should be asked to me."
Mu Feng said coldly, "Drop the gun. Stand on Mr. Shi's side."
Both men were stunned.
Song Moting seemed to have stopped breathing and his face turned pale.
Mu Chen stared at him in surprise, then began to laugh bitterly.
There was a loud bang in the distance, followed by a series of explosions.
Muchen's face turned strangely pale, as if someone was strangling him.
"The lab's been destroyed," he said gruffly.
"Explosion, my father died..."
He raised his head slowly, fear in his eyes.
"It's you, isn't it?"
Mu Feng took a few deep breaths, then said calmly, "I can't let you spread that virus."
"cannot……"
Muchen blinked rapidly, thinking he had heard wrongly.
But he didn't. Mu Feng stood there with a calm look on his face.
"You...you know what they are going to do?"
"I am in league with them."
Muchen felt as if the world had turned upside down, and the things he thought were real were no longer real.
In that breathless but clear moment, he understood.
"Then you were also behind the so-called factory attack. What exactly did you want to do?"
"Unfortunately, even if I destroyed that, you would still be able to copy all the research, so I had to take more drastic measures."
"Dad is dead because of you!"
Muchen roared, and suddenly reached out and pulled the trigger.
But Mu Feng was faster, his weapon was in his hand.
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger three times, shooting Muchen 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 sides and a tear slid down his face.
The events that were planned from the beginning have finally come to this point.
He took a deep breath and dried his eyes.
The road to hell was indeed paved with thorns. He just wanted to destroy the virus. He couldn't let his father spread the virus as planned.
Zi Luo, his beautiful, brave and fragile Zi Luo would not survive if she came into contact with that kind of cold.
Even with a vaccine, you can't survive.
He murdered his brother.
His soul might be sent to hell because of this, but he destroyed the virus and saved countless lives, so he thought that the merits should offset the demerits, and he also saved Zi Luo.
Zi Luo was entrusted to him by his mother before her death.
She is the continuation of her 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.
I feel a little overwhelmed, yet a little relieved.
Many people don't like Mu Shaocheng's tyranny, and now everything seems to be over.
He glanced at several faces, "Mu Chen is dead. My father is dead too."
"I will take over all the work from now on. 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 know what to do.
They can either become Mu Feng's people, or they will die.
They chose to live.
Someone whispered something to the others, and then began to deal with Muchen's body.
Mu Feng glanced at Zi Luo in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms and said, "When can I take my sister back? The deal between us is done."
He did everything he was supposed to do.
Song Moting glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao and said, "You should know that it's not finished yet."
He is not cruel.
There are no eternal secrets 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 Moting was not Jiang Xiaoxiao, and as a man he knew how to make choices.
As long as Zi Luo can survive, he has already committed too many sins.
Then end it all with your own life.
The sound of a car was heard in the darkness.
With messy footsteps, Mu Feng left silently.
Jin Dachuan and his men appeared behind them.
"You're finally back."
Song Moting went up to give her a hug. It had been a month since they last saw each other.
Suddenly I felt that things and people have changed.
All I heard was Song Moting saying calmly and casually, "Everything is normal."
The motor vehicles began to arrange their retreat vigilantly.
Next, Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to his arms again.
She thought she didn't move, only felt him pull her in and take her into his safe embrace.
"I'm sorry," he murmured as he hugged her in.
He stopped and opened the door for her.
"But I can't risk your safety."
Anger flared up in her heart, and she lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him.
"What about your safety?"
She asked excitedly, "When you do things like this, do you ever think about what I would think? Do you think I didn't notice that you stood between me and other people so that if someone shot at me, you could block the bullet's hole?"
She punched him in the chest.
This surprised even herself, she had never hit anyone before.
She punched him again, the pressure so high that her fist felt painful.
"Damn it, I want you healthy and intact! I want our baby to have a daddy, and I want more of your kids, so you gotta stay alive, you hear me?"
"I heard it," Song Moting said quietly and lowly, grabbing her fists and pressing them against his chest to prevent them from moving.
"I care about myself, too. I know I have to do whatever is necessary to protect you and our son."
She relaxed against him, her lips trembling as she fought back her own tears.
She is not a crying person, but her nerves have been breaking down these days and the taut rope is about to break.
She still didn't want to cry at him.
He had too much to deal with than turning around to face a sobbing wife.
Someone lifted Zi Luo into the car, and the little round ball at Jiang Xiaoxiao's feet bit its lips hesitantly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was about to get into the car, hesitatingly pinching the corner of her clothes, with her head down so she couldn't see the boy's expression.
Seeing that the little fat boy didn't move, "Come on! Get in the car with mommy."
Wave your hand.
The fat boy paused, stood still and whispered, "I can leave. You are all right now. You don't need me to play your son. I know I should leave, but can you drop me off on the road to the city? I won't disturb you."
The voice was small and a little unnatural.
I tried hard to straighten my spine and pretend that I didn't care.
He knew he was going to be abandoned, it was like this every time. This was not the first time, these adults were like this, after taking advantage of others, he immediately became a burden.
He told himself not to be sad, as he was used to it anyway. Although this time he could enjoy the warmth and security of being cared for like a son, he was not their biological son after all.
He has his own biological son. If it wasn’t for his biological son, how could he appear here? He is just a substitute.
Now finish his work and leave honestly. At least he was given 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, so let me be your mother."
Pick up the little fat boy and put him on the seat.
The little fat boy raised his face slightly with pride. He tried hard to suppress his emotions that wanted to collapse. He said with a straight face, "My name is Xiao Douyaer. Do you really want to be my mother? If you become my mother, you will be my mother for the rest of my life. You adults just love to say one thing and mean another."
He looked like he didn't care who was 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 look so chubby, how can you be called a bean sprout? I'll change your name to Xiao Baozi. I think Baozi is better than bean sprout. Look at how fat you are, how can you still be called a bean sprout?"
Xiao Douya looked at herself and realized that in order to serve as a substitute for someone else, the man had given her a lot of good food.
The result of him eating to his heart's content was that he became round and fat.
Just call it a bun. Buns are better than bean sprouts. He likes big meat buns the most, so call them buns, which is pretty good.
But this woman in front of me has never told me whether she will be my mother for life?
He knew that these adults were very good at lying.
"I don't want you to be my mother! You're not my real mother."
If you don't want to get something, you won't be sad. He doesn't want any mother.
What’s the use of having a mother?
Those mothers always pretend to be the best mothers in the world in the name of love for their children, and act gentle and kind to outsiders. However, they are actually bad and black-hearted in private, not giving them food, locking them up in a small dark room, and some even beat them.
He doesn't want a mother.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, and the sound of her laughter caused Baozi's dissatisfaction.
He stared at Jiang Xiaoxiao with accusing eyes.
Song Moting gave him the back of his head for life.
"Hey, kid, now you can even glare at your mother! Let me tell you, being my son means you have to follow the rules. You have to respect your elders."
Baozi glared at Song Moting with resentment, but he knew that this man was very powerful.
I can't beat him.
He saw with his own eyes how this man led them to escape. Faced with such a man, he knew he had no choice but to surrender.
Humph! You just bully the kid. When he grows up, he will be strong enough to slap you on the back of your head once today, and you will slap him ten times in the future.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others got in the car.
Return home.
Old Mrs. Song had received the news early, and Old Man Song brought Tangyuaner and Bai Yiyi to the door, and they opened it as soon as they heard the noise.
Seeing the couple, the old man and the old woman burst into tears. They never thought that their grandson almost survived this time.
Old Master Song looked at Song Moting with sharp eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not injured.
After getting in the car, Jiang Xiaoxiao gave Song Moting some peach juice, and the minor injuries on Song Moting's body had healed long ago.
"Come in quickly, come in quickly, you have suffered so much, come in quickly. Auntie has prepared a table of delicious food for you."
Old Mrs. Song wiped away her tears hurriedly.
As people get older, they become more emotional.
Tangyuan threw herself into Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, her small body pressed tightly against his arms. Her chubby arms were around Jiang Xiaoxiao's neck, and her fair little face was pressed against Jiang Xiaoxiao's cheek.
Soft, warm breath hit Jiang Xiaoxiao's ears.
"Mom, Mom, where have you been? Tangyuan can't find you. You and Dad are not here. Tangyuan misses you so much."
Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged him tightly and kissed his little face, making him giggle.
"Mom and Dad miss Tangyuan too. They rushed back as soon as they finished their work. Mom misses Tangyuan."
The mother and son were smiling with their foreheads touching.
Baozi, who was standing next to him, was filled with envy. He thought that this was the mother's child and he was the one who suffered in his place.
Jealousy fueled his rage.
Old Lady Song pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao to sit on the sofa and examined her thoroughly. Song Moting picked out some things that could be said and told them to the old lady.
Bai Yiyi held Jiang Xiaoxiao tightly in her arms and was reluctant to leave. She was already able to understand what the adults said.
Grandpa and grandma couldn’t eat or sleep these days because something happened to my little sister and brother-in-law.
She always feels sad when she takes care of Tangyuan.
I was five years old when I lost my grandparents, but Tangyuan was only two years old and might not remember his parents at all.
This would be the saddest thing in the world.
Now that her sister has been found, she feels a little nervous.
I was afraid that my sister and brother-in-law would do something again.
The adult world is very complicated. How come my sister and brother-in-law encounter so many bad people?
Bai Yiyi decided to make herself strong so that she could protect her sister and Tangyuan.
(End of this chapter)
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