Mo Sheng walked into the ship, glanced at the untouched food on the table, and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you eat it?"
Su Xiaoyou was sitting on the sofa, guarded by two bodyguards. She raised her little face, and there was a steady look of persistence in her big, fearful eyes. She clenched her little fists and said loudly, "I don't want it."
Eat what the bad guys give you!”
"Bad guy?" Mo Sheng laughed and sat across from her, "A real bad guy will not give you anything to eat, he will starve you, and he will beat you and scold you."
Su Xiaoyou bit her lip and glared at him, "You are a bad person for bringing me here!"
Mo Sheng crossed his arms and said calmly, "I'm just taking you to find your mommy."
"I don't believe it, you're lying! Mommy is at home now!"
"Haha, uncle would never lie to children." Mo Sheng smiled and wanted to reach out and touch her head. Su Xiaoyou immediately hid aside and looked at him with a defensive look.
Mo Sheng shrugged nonchalantly, "You'd better eat something. Your mother will feel bad if you lose weight due to hunger." After saying that, he walked out of the cabin.
Looking at the tempting pastries in front of her and her stomach that kept growling, Su Xiaoyou was very confused. Finally, she licked her mouth and couldn't help but pick up a piece of temptation.
Outside, Mo Sheng smiled, turned and left.
…
Oman, located in the southeastern part of the Arabian Peninsula in southwest Asia, has a history of five thousand years and is the oldest ancient civilization. It guards the world's most important oil export channel, the Strait of Hormuz, and its strategic position is very important.
At this time, Muscat, the capital of Oman, was covered with dark clouds, and the air was gradually filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Oman, Lenon, reappeared in the public eye after several years of disappearance. This time, the Omani government, headed by him, openly defied the US boss and no longer served as its frontline fortress. His toughness provoked
The US military was angry and war was about to break out.
During this period, many foreign faces appeared in Muscat. Rumor has it that these people are members of the mafia in St. Petersburg, Russia. The same goes for Leng, the godfather of the Russian mafia, and Kuler, the top commander of the US Navy who was responsible for this operation.
Commander, we have reached an agreement to form an alliance. The war has not yet started, but it has already shown a one-sided trend. The other member states of the Gulf Alliance rarely agree with each other tacitly and remain neutral, giving up Oman's idea of seeking assistance (details
Please see the companion piece "Evil President").
Under this situation, Muscat has become a mess. Everyone just wants to settle down and live in peace. No one pays attention to other people or things around them.
Mo Sheng sat in the car and looked at the hurried passers-by on both sides. Although the afternoon sun was very harsh, it did not feel the slightest warmth on his body. He couldn't help but raise his lips.
Yan Xihua is right. Where is it easier to hide than on the battlefield?
Su Xiaoyou sat next to her, holding the car window with her little hands, and kept looking out. A strange country, strange people, and a strange environment all made her tremble with nervousness, and she wanted to see her mommy even more. She had been there since she was a child.
When she grew up, she was never separated from her mother.
Sitting back, she raised her head, "Didn't you say you wanted to take me to see Mommy? Where is Mommy? Where is she?"
Mo Sheng's gaze remained outside, and the smile on his lips became more and more weird, "Don't worry, you will see him soon."
Having seen Mojia collapse, it still keeps him in a happy and good mood until now.
Soon, the car stopped in front of an old apartment. The surroundings were very quiet. In order to escape the war, the residents had almost moved out.
Mo Sheng opened the car door and stepped out. Su Xiaoyou also jumped out, looked around, frowned again, and stood there refusing to move.
Mo Sheng looked back at her and raised his eyebrows, "Your mommy is inside, why don't you go in?"
Su Xiaoyou stared at him and instinctively stepped back.
At this moment, a person walked out of the apartment, saw her, and called out kindly, "Youyou,"
"Aunt Xiaojia?" Su Xiaoyou rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen it wrong. After confirming that the person standing in front of her was Song Xiaojia, she quickly ran over, hugged her, and started to cry, "
Aunt Xiaojia, I was kidnapped by bad guys!" After saying that, he pointed at Mo Sheng with his little hand, "That's him!"
Song Xiaojia took a look at Mo Sheng, and she knew that he was Mo Jia's cousin. He was also tall and handsome, but different from Mo Jia, this man had an aura of both good and evil, and she felt a little cold.
He looked away, lowered his head, and hurriedly comforted Su Xiaoyou, "Youyou, how could you be kidnapped? This uncle just brought you to see mommy."
Su Xiaoyou stopped crying and blinked her big tearful eyes, "Really?"
"Of course." Song Xiaojia said with a smile.
Su Xiaoyou was dubious, but still hugged her tightly and stopped looking at Mo Sheng, "Aunt Xiaojia, take me to mommy quickly!"
Although Song Xiaojia had only worked in the villa for a few days, she was very kind to Su Xiaoyou. In this environment, when she could meet a familiar person, Su Xiaoyou's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and it was easy to become dependent on her.
she.
Song Xiaojia held her little hand and said, "Youyou, don't worry, go up with Auntie."
After saying that, she raised her head and glanced at Mo Sheng, who smiled and followed her.
Upstairs is a very clean and tidy three-bedroom apartment, full of rich exotic style features. The arched doors and windows are all tightly closed. The light in the room is also much darker. There is a smell of damp rot in the air. Walking in, it feels like
Entering a tomb makes you feel uncomfortable all over.
"Where's Mommy?" Su Xiaoyou asked anxiously.
Song Xiaojia knelt down and said with a smile, "Youyou, go to the room with aunt to rest for a while. Auntie will tell you slowly about mommy."
Su Xiaoyou pulled her, her little face flushed with anxiety, "What's wrong with Mommy?"
"Come, go back to the room with Auntie." After Song Xiaojia led Su Xiaoyou into the room, another door opened.
Wearing only a sexy black pajamas, Yan Xihua walked out lazily. She glanced at Mo Sheng and raised her red lips, "I've heard about the e-market. I didn't expect you to do such a great job."
That’s it.”
Mo Sheng sat on the sofa with his long legs folded, his deep and cold eyes looking directly at her, "Where is Su Huanhuan?"
"Don't worry, we are old friends. We haven't seen each other for so long. Let's sit down and chat first." Yan Xihua took the initiative to pour two glasses of red wine and brought it over. She handed over one glass. Mo Sheng glanced at the red glass.
Take the liquid and drink it in one gulp.
Yan Xihua was a little surprised, and then she said with a sweet smile, "Aren't you afraid that I might put some medicine in it?"
Mo Sheng stood up suddenly, held her chin, and kissed her lips fiercely. When she was stunned, he slowly passed the wine in her mouth to her.
After a long time, he let go and smiled, "I'm not afraid now."