The phone vibrated continuously. The person who was still studying hard in the laboratory took off his glasses impatiently, rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly, stood up, walked over and picked up the phone, "Hello?"
From the opposite side, a rather faint childish voice came, "Uncle Zhong Kun, I am Yan Che."
When he heard it was that beautiful little boy, Zhong Kun's eyes lit up, shining brightly like a "perverted uncle", "Xiao Che, did something happen?"
He was so eager for everything about this child. When they first met, he felt that this little guy was unusual. If it weren't for the fact that he had such a pair of powerful and arrogant parents, he would really want to tie him up.
Come do your research!
"Uncle Zhong Kun, the people around Uncle Mo Jia are coming back soon." Xiao Yanche said quietly.
"Uh," Zhong Kun was stunned, "Xiao Che, what does this mean? How...how did you know?"
His keen sense of smell seemed to smell something.
"I accidentally saw it." Xiao Yanche said apologetically, "I can only see daddy, mommy and the people around me. This time, for some reason, I also saw what happened to Uncle Mojia."
Zhong Kun was stunned for a long time, then with his abnormal thinking, he said in surprise, "Xiao Che, can you... be able to see what will happen in the future?!"
Xiao Yanche said calmly, "It will be a little blurry."
Zhong Kun almost hugged the phone and screamed, prophecy! This kid can predict!!
What could be more surprising than this discovery?! Suddenly, he calmed down again and quickly asked, "Xiao Che, you just said that the people around Uncle Mojia are coming back. What do you mean?"
No matter how fast Ping Zhong Kun's head turned, he would never think about Huanhuan and Su Xiaoyou.
Suddenly, an excited scream sounded outside the laboratory. Even though this room was specially designed and had quite good sound insulation, the sharp sound penetrated it, causing Zhong Kun to frown frequently.
"Xiao Che, uncle will call you later."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Kun opened the door of the laboratory and walked down the winding staircase of the headquarters. He saw Mu Chuan holding the phone, laughing and shouting, "Didn't I dream? Did I?"
Not dreaming?!"
"Snapped!"
Zhong Kun slapped him on the back of the head rudely, "I think you are sleepwalking!"
Mu Chuan was not angry even after being beaten. He turned around and grabbed him excitedly, pointing at the phone, "It's Miss Su! It's Miss Su!! She's not dead!!"
Zhong Kun was so shocked that he froze on the spot, "You, you mean...Huanhuan?"
"Yes, yes, it's her!"
Zhong Kun suddenly remembered the phone call Xiao Yanche made just now, "The people around Uncle Mojia are coming back"...
He grabbed the phone and said urgently, "Hello? Hello? Is this Huanhuan?"
On the other end, Huanhuan said helplessly, "Mu Chuan's vital capacity is too high. It makes my head hurt."
Hearing this voice, Zhong Kun got excited and shouted into the phone, "Su Huanhuan, where have you gone, this damn girl?! Do you have to scare us to death before you are willing to do it!"
Huanhuan put the receiver away all the way. After he yelled, he quickly said, "Brother Kun, I will explain to you after we meet. Where is Mo Jia?"
Zhong Kun took a deep breath to calm down his excitement, "The young master is shutting himself in the room right now, and his mobile phone is also here with Mu Chuan." Then he immediately asked, "Huanhuan, are you here now?
where?"
"I'm in Salalah..." Huanhuan wanted to say more, but the phone signal was suddenly interrupted.
"Hello? Hello? Huanhuan?!"
The phone got a busy signal.
Zhong Kun's eyes flashed, and he said decisively to Muchuan, "Muchuan, find the location of this phone and prepare the helicopter!"
"Know it!"
Zhong Kun turned around and left the lobby, entered the internal elevator, and reached the top floor. He came to Mo Jia's room excitedly, and without caring about etiquette, he raised his hand and smashed the door, "Young Master, Young Master!"
Waves of crisp and cheerful laughter came from inside, and Zhong Kun knew that Mo Jia must be watching the video of Huanhuan mother and daughter again.
"Young Master! He is not dead, Huanhuan is not dead!"
Zhong Kun shouted this excitedly. As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened suddenly, and the long-haired man appeared in front of him like a demon walking out of hell. His sharp and frozen eyes were as sharp as a sword, glaring at him.
With nowhere to retreat, he said word for word, "Say what you said again!"
"Huanhuan is not dead, she just called from Salalah!"
Mo Jia grabbed his collar and lifted him up with such force that his dark eyes had turned red and as cold as Yama, "Do you know what will happen to you when you lied to me?"
Every word he spoke was held tightly. His endurance could not withstand such tests again and again. Before he could accept the cruel reality, if he was asked to lose it again, he would go crazy and be helpless.
Desperately wanting to destroy.
Even so, this can never make up for the shortcomings.
Zhong Kun didn't mind that he treated him like this, but looked at him firmly, as if he was swearing, and tried his best to comfort him, "Don't worry, you can't find Huanhuan, even if you tear me apart!"
Mo Jia's eyes were filled with madness for a moment, and then there was a trembling fanaticism. Without wasting a word, he quickly put him down, turned around and walked out, "Prepare a helicopter for me!"
Behind him, Zhong Kun snickered, "I've been ready for a long time. I'm just waiting for a word from your eldest young master."
Mojia hurriedly entered the elevator, his thin lips pursed tightly, Salalah, right in Oman!
Damn it, he flew over that!
Suddenly, Mojia frowned. If the illusion could appear in Oman, then the back figure he saw in Muscat... was not an illusion!
At this moment, Mojia really wanted to kill himself.
After hurriedly leaving the K-Party headquarters, a helicopter was parked outside. Muchuan had already been sitting inside, anxiously urging, "Boss, hurry up!"
Watching Mo Jia get on the plane, Zhong Kun stood below and waved.
Sure enough, what Xiao Che said is absolutely right!
Zhong Kun withdrew his gaze, slowly frowned, and walked back with his head lowered.
He was thinking, is there any way to steal that little treasure? Even if it takes a few days, he can study it carefully...
The more I think about it, the more it becomes unbearable.
Zhong Kun made up his mind that even if that guy had parents that no one dared to mess with, he would give it a try! After all, with Xiao Che, it would be much easier to find the other two divine beasts!