Looking at the shattered ship in front of him, Mojia was stunned for a moment. The firelight reflected his pale cheeks, and the explosion hurt his eardrums.
For the first time, he actually felt that the sound was too loud and painful...
Zhong Kun and Mushan were also stunned. They stood there, looking at the scattered burning wooden planks on the sea. They couldn't believe that two living people just disappeared in front of their eyes. And there was nothing they could do!
Mo Sheng raised his lips and smiled, and his cruel eyes fell on Mo Jia. It seemed that he had seen himself so many years ago, lost, cried, suffered, and finally became numb. Now, these feelings remain intact for him.
I gave it back to him so that he would know that he was not born to be a proud man!
Zhong Kun was the first to react, raised his gun and pointed it at Mo Sheng, with his finger on the trigger. Mo Sheng smiled and said lightly, "Zhong Kun, you have always only seen the eldest son of the Mo family.
You put me in your eyes. Why, you still want to kill me now?"
"That's right! The young master can't do it, so I'll do it! Even if the old man blames me, I'll be the one to carry it!" After saying that, Zhong Kun quickly pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out of the darkness at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.
muzzle——
Mo Sheng's expression remained unchanged and he stood still, motionless.
He is too determined and confident, and he has an air of conspiracy that makes people shudder.
The bullet pierced the air and shot straight towards his eyebrows. At the critical moment, a dazzling white light appeared and blocked the bullet. Immediately following, there were three beams of red, gold and silver, which blocked the white light.
Surrounded tightly.
The four light sources were intertwined, making people unable to open their eyes. Occasionally, a few sharp whistling sounds were heard. Within ten seconds, the four light beams suddenly separated, and the red light beam fell straight towards the sea.
The green light flew over as quickly as possible to catch it, and then flew back to the shore.
When people looked towards the dock again, Mo Sheng had disappeared, along with the dazzling white light.
All of this was just a flash of lightning, but Mojia couldn't see or hear anything. With the "boom" sound, his heart seemed to be blown to pieces.
Mu Chuan looked at him worriedly, "Boss..."
Suddenly, the people around me jumped directly into the sea.
"Boss!"
Mu Chuan was anxious and wanted to jump down too, but his arm was pulled by someone.
Looking back, Zhong Kun shook his head at him, "Let the young master go."
Mojia jumped into the sea, eagerly looking for something, and kept diving up and down until he caught a child's shoe in his hand...
Holding the little shoe tightly, so tight that his knuckles turned white, he closed his eyes, pressed the shoe to his chest, and raised his head suddenly, "Ah-ah-ah-"
His screams were filled with grief, anger and despair.
Looking at the man screaming in the sea, Danqing stood up, shook his wet tail, turned around and left.
"Danqing, where are you going?" Chifeng, who was injured, turned his head and looked at it with his big pitiful eyes.
"Go find Mo Yan." After saying that, the blue light flashed and it disappeared.
"Wait, I'll go too..." Chifeng was about to fly, but a golden light in front of him blocked it, "Linglong..."
Linglong folded her wings, looked at the direction where Danqing disappeared, and narrowed her eyes, "Only it can find Mo Yan."
Mojia soaked in the sea all night. He kept looking, and kept looking, but he didn't know what he was looking for. When he was forcibly dragged out of the sea by Mu Chuan and Mu Shan, his face was frighteningly pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was...
Coldly, but always holding her daughter's shoes tightly in her hands.
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After returning home, Mojia was unconscious in bed for three days with a high fever that would not go down. Doctors tried various methods but failed to bring down the temperature.
Looking at the boss, Mu Chuan asked worriedly, "If you keep burning like this, won't your brain be burned out?"
"Pa" Zhong Kun slapped him rudely, "Don't talk nonsense."
Mu Chuan rubbed his head helplessly, "Great scientist, can't you do anything?"
Zhong Kun spread his hands and said honestly, "I can't do anything to people."
Mushan, who had been silent next to him, glanced sideways at him.
Suddenly, Zhong Kun snapped his fingers, "I thought of it!" He turned around and ran out in a hurry. After a while, he took in a DV. After some encouragement in front, a projection immediately appeared on the wall.
"Daddy!"
A girl with big and bright eyes suddenly popped out and kept smiling at the camera, "Mommy and I are waiting for you. You have to come back from Mexico as soon as possible!"
Immediately, the camera changed, and a young and beautiful face appeared, "Hey, Mojia, if you don't come back, I will take my daughter home!"
"Mommy, shoot me, shoot me, I want to talk to daddy!"
"Okay, okay, take pictures of our little princess."
"Daddy, let me tell you secretly, Mommy stayed up late at night..."
"Hey! Classmate Su Xiaoyou! What did you promise me?"
"Ah, it's over, mommy heard it!"
Looking at the mother and daughter who were having fun in front of the camera, Zhong Kun couldn't help but wet his eyes, turned around and walked out.
Mu Chuan stretched out his hand to his brother and choked with sobs, "Are there any tissues?"
Mu Shan gave him a white look, turned around and left.
Mu Chuan muttered a few words, looked at the man who was still unconscious on the bed, and left silently.
Only the cheerful laughter filled the room.
Mojia's thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes...
When Zhong Kun pushed the door open and came in to change him an ice pack, he froze at the door with his eyes wide open.
Mojia was sitting on the bed, looking at the projection on the wall with soft eyes. Whenever Youyou called "Daddy", his eyes could not help but shine with a gleam of light. When Huanhuan pursed her red lips at the camera and shouted
"Mojia", the corners of his lips will curl up in pleasure...
Zhong Kun said nothing, put the ice bag on the table next to him, and exited the room.
Mojia watched a ten-minute video over and over again. It was not until the sun appeared outside the window the next day as expected and the video on the wall began to turn gray that he slowly closed his eyes and recorded their words.
Every line, every frown, every smile is deeply engraved in my mind...