Just like in the fantasy, after returning to Mexico City, no one noticed anything strange about the bat-shaped mark that suddenly appeared on her face and the baby in her belly. Everything was so natural.
However, I was very disappointed when I didn't get the answer I wanted from Pashi.
Unexpectedly, Huanhuan is not as sad as before. Instead, she is much quieter. All her focus is on the baby in her belly. She has tasted the pain of losing Mo Jia and Mo Xiaohen at the same time, so she cherishes this life even more.
A hard-won gift. No matter what, let Mo Xiaohen come into this world healthy.
Zhong Kun spent the whole day in the laboratory, working tirelessly to find a way to open the space-time tunnel. Sister Zhong felt sorry for her brother, so she made supplements and sent them directly to his laboratory.
As soon as she opened the door and saw Zhong Kun with a stubble on his face, Sister Zhong complained, "Look at you, you have made yourself so sloppy, how can you marry a wife? Which girl would dare to marry you after seeing you like this?"
Zhong Kun let his sister in and didn't say anything. He directly took the bowl from her hand and sat down to drink.
Seeing that his experiments were all filled with strange instruments, Sister Zhong shook her head, "Whenever your interest in women can be half of what it is here, I will be satisfied."
Staring at her brother, she suddenly leaned over and asked mysteriously, "Akun, what do you think of this girl Sang Yu?"
Zhong Kun raised his head and looked at his sister confusedly, "How about what? It's quiet and not as noisy as Ah Yin and Qing Qing. It's pretty good."
"Do you like it?" Sister Zhong's eyes shone and she said quickly, "I think this girl is good. Although it's a pity that she can't speak, she is well-behaved and kind. If you can marry her, my father and mother will
If there is knowledge underground, you will definitely be happy."
Zhong Kun stared at Sister Zhong in disbelief, and finally said, dumbfounded, "Don't you think I look like a perverted uncle when I stand with that girl? Hey, sister, please let this little girl go!"
Sister Zhong refused, "My brother looks upright, what's wrong with him?"
"Okay, don't try to make other people's ideas." Zhong Kun handed the empty bowl to her and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Sister, please go out quickly, I'm still busy."
Sister Zhong glanced at him and said, "You've been busy all day long, what can you do if you stay here?"
Zhong Kun regained his energy and came to the pile of instruments, "I don't believe we can't find the young master!"
Looking at him, Sister Zhong lowered her eyes, walked out a few steps, hesitated, and turned around again, with a somewhat struggling look on her face, "Akun, there's something..."
Zhong Kun stared at the computer screen and asked casually, "What's the matter?"
Sister Zhong bit her lip and sat next to her, "Actually... the young master is not the grandson of the old lady... I have known it for a long time." This matter has always been in Sister Zhong's heart, and she almost got sick from holding it in.
Heart disease, every time she saw Huanhuan, she felt guilty, and she felt even more sorry for the eldest young master who was in trouble.
Zhong Kun was stunned, turned his head, and raised his eyebrows together, "Sister, you already knew this?"
Sister Zhong nodded with difficulty, "That time, I accidentally heard the conversation between the old man and the second elder..."
Zhong Kun listened with a serious expression. When he saw his sister looking sad and blaming herself, he sighed, "Hey, sister, no one wants this kind of thing. Don't blame yourself anymore." After a pause, he said again.
Said, "Just tell me this and don't tell anyone else."
Sister Zhong looked at her brother and said painfully, "I should have been more careful when I heard the old man talking about the secret letter left by Prince Lin. I..."
Zhong Kun was startled, "Sister, what secret message did you say? Who left it?"
"Prince Lin is the ancestor of the Mo family. I only heard Mr. Mo mention it and didn't think much about it at the time."
Zhong Kun was shocked. He had heard Huanhuan say that King Lin was the life essence of the evil beast. He knew about it in the end. Since he had left a letter, there might be some clues! Was he in a hurry?
Waiting to ask, "Sister, do you know where that letter is now?"
Sister Zhong tried her best to reply, "Well, it was in the hands of the old man before. Now, it should be in the hands of the second elder."
"Great! Sister, please go back first, I have something else to do!" Zhong Kun hurriedly walked out of the laboratory and went to find Di Yunxiao.
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As night fell, Mo Sheng leaned outside the car, with cigarette butts lying on the ground under his feet.
At this time, several street gangsters with colorfully dyed hair came over and circled around his car, "Hey, this car is really good."
Mo Sheng glanced at them with cold eyes and said coldly, "Get out."
Several people got mad, "Oh, I think you didn't understand, this is our territory!"
"That's right, your car has been parked here for half a day, it's time to pay the parking fee!"
Mo Sheng threw away the cigarette in his hand, put it out with his feet, then casually unbuttoned his jacket, threw it into the car, and unbuttoned his cuffs, his eyes extremely cold. At this moment, he was too upset to vent his anger.
Well, they came just in time.
When several people saw that he was not easy to bluff, they all took out the fruit knives from their pockets, popped out the knives, and said, "Teach him a lesson!" With that, four or five people rushed over, waving their knives.
Mo Sheng nimbly avoided it and punched one of them in the face, and then kicked the other one. In just three or two blows, he knocked them to the ground.
"You, you wait!"
"Yes, don't leave if you have the guts!"
Several people helped each other and ran away in embarrassment. Mo Sheng leaned against the car, frowned, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and slowly adjusted his breathing. The previous injuries were not completely healed, and he moved a few times just now.
, chest pain is severe.
He rested for a while, then took out a cigarette and lit it. At this moment, those gangsters actually brought a large group of people, at least forty or fifty, and directly surrounded Mo Sheng.
"Boss, that's him!" The injured gangster pointed at Mo Sheng, "He injured several of our brothers!"
The leader, the boss, first narrowed his eyes to look at the luxury car behind Mo Sheng. A greedy look appeared on his lips, and then he looked at Mo Sheng leisurely, "Who dare to hit me? I think you are alive."
I’m getting impatient!”
Mo Sheng took a slow drag on his cigarette and stared at the people in front of him without showing any fear.
When he didn't get a response, the boss obviously lost his temper and immediately shouted angrily, "Don't think you can act recklessly here while driving a luxury car! Let me tell you, even if I am the King of Heaven, I have to listen to my brother Spider when he comes to the old city.
Yes!" After that, he yelled at the back, "Get in! Oh, by the way, don't smash that car!"
"Yes!" Dozens of people rushed towards Mo Sheng with the guy in their hands.