Huanhuan simply ate something, then sat on the sofa and called her baby daughter.

In recent days, because of the evil beast incident, she had been feeling guilty for failing to fulfill her duties as a mother to Youyou. After the mother and daughter chatted for a while, she spoke to Zhixing again and planned to spend the next few days.

Go over and bring Youyou back. No matter what, your daughter can't always be entrusted to others, and she is indeed panicking.

Just as she hung up the phone, she heard a commotion outside. She walked to the door, opened it, and saw a group of Mexican locals not far away, divided into two groups, as if there was a dispute over something. She was not interested.

After watching the excitement, he closed the door and returned to the living room.

All afternoon, she sat in the living room watching TV, the remote control in her hand almost smashed. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, but her mind was blank.

The divine beast left, and so did Mojia, leaving her alone. Loneliness was pervasive, coming from all directions. Her senses became extremely sharp, and she felt the feeling of loneliness more deeply.

Huanhuan leaned her head on the sofa and stroked her belly.

Mo Xiaohen, fortunately, you are with mommy.

Leaning her head against the sofa cushion, watching boring TV programs, her eyes gradually closed...

She stayed on the sofa like this and slept until midnight before she woke up. When she sat up, the TV screen had already turned into a sheet of jumping snowflakes. She rubbed her eyes and suddenly noticed the sounds of people screaming for death coming from outside.

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Huanhuan curiously came to the window, opened the curtains and took a look. There was a fire outside the door, and there were figures everywhere. From time to time, they waved the dagger in their hands, and when it fell, there was a bloody light.

Huanhuan was stunned. She didn't expect that there would be two people fighting here. She wanted to put down the curtains and pretend that nothing happened, but suddenly she heard a rapid knock on the door. Her heart trembled and she walked slowly.

Go to the door, "Who?"

Hearing this voice, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

Huanhuan held her breath and observed the scene outside through the floor-to-ceiling window next to her from time to time, but she heard a quiet voice, "It's me."

Moga?!

Huanhuan was stunned. When she reacted, she had already opened the door and saw the man appearing at the door like a god.

His figure was reflected in the firelight, and his handsome face was stained with a very light blush. His eyes were less cold and more magnificent. His eyes locked Huanhuan with a burning gaze that was even brighter than the firelight.

scorching hot.

Staring at him, the long-lost familiarity was released bit by bit.

The two of them stood face to face, neither of them speaking.

The shouts of death behind him became louder and louder, and soon, police sirens rang in the distance, and the police had surrounded the entire place. Gang fights have long been commonplace in Mexico, and the police really can't do anything about them.

This would be nothing more than guarding the perimeter and not wanting to spread the momentum.

Suddenly, a burly man holding a short knife and covered in blood rushed over, shouting. Huanhuan was startled, fearing that he would hurt Mojia, and suddenly said, "Be careful.

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Mo Jia didn't even look back, and knocked down the person behind him to the ground with one punch. Then, the man's accomplices noticed Mo Jia, thinking that Mo Jia belonged to the other party's group, and they all rushed towards Mo Jia.

Jia quickly settled them all, then picked up Huanhuan and walked out.

Huanhuan followed him and saw people on both sides wielding machetes. She frowned and asked loudly, "Where are you going?"

Mo Jia didn't say anything, and pulled her towards his sports car. Unexpectedly, the windshield of the sports car was smashed and the tires were punctured. He stood still, and a cold and violent aura began to spread around him.

She held Huanhuan's hand without exerting force. Huanhuan knew that he was irritated and it was impossible to leave now. She pulled him and started to walk back, "Let's go back first!"

Suddenly, several big men surrounded them. They were already red-eyed, and they shouted and swung their knives at Mojia.

"Mojia, be careful!" Huan Huanhuan tried to block it for him without even thinking about it, but Mojia was one step ahead of her and had already blocked her behind him, just in time to vent all the breath that was held in his chest on these people.

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Although Huanhuan was pregnant, her ability should not be underestimated after all. Seeing more and more people gathering here, she looked solemn and a few spells slipped out of her lips. Those people seemed to be under a restraining spell.

It seemed that they could no longer move forward. At this moment, Mojia rushed forward, moving very quickly, hoping to kill them with every punch.

Others didn't care who Mo Jia and Huan Huan were. Seeing how powerful they were, they automatically regarded them as the most threatening enemies and surrounded them from both sides. Huan Huan's attention was entirely on Mo Jia, for fear that he would be in danger.

, she didn’t even notice that there was someone behind her. While she was distracted, the knife swung by that person pierced her shoulder hard, causing her to cry out in pain and blood immediately gushed out.

Huanhuan covered the wound with blood dripping down her fingers. She gritted her teeth and turned around to kick the person who had sneaked up on her.

Seeing that Huanhuan was injured, Mo Jia was startled for a moment. Then, his eyes suddenly turned red, and with a low roar, he ran over and swung his fists like a rainstorm at the culprit. He hit the man until his face was covered with blood.

, a few teeth fell out, and he fell to the ground dying.

"Mojia——" Huanhuan stepped forward and grabbed him, "That's enough, he will be beaten to death by you!"

Although she was angry, she would not be so angry that she would actually kill him. Likewise, she did not want Mojia to have his hands covered in blood in front of the baby in his belly because of her.

Mo Jia's madness was finally stopped by Huan Huan. He turned around, and his red eyes shocked Huan Huan, "Mo Jia, you..." It was the red eyes in his memory again, bloodthirsty, aloof, uninhibited, and arrogant.

, but there was a glint in her eyes that made her throb.

Just then, a voice shouted in the distance, "Boss! Sister-in-law! We are here!"

Mu Chuan, Mu Shan and A Yin, together with dozens of K-party brothers, rushed here from a distance. Without saying a word, they killed all those around them.

Mo Jia picked up Huanhuan by the waist and strode towards the exit.

Looking at his face that was red by the firelight, she was so confused that she even forgot about the pain in her shoulders. Who is the man in front of her now?

Putting Huanhuan into the car, he got into the driver's seat, immediately started the car, and drove her to the nearest hospital.

Due to the sudden addition of the K-Party, the fight between the two gangs ended as quickly as possible. As for the reason for this armed fight, it is somewhat inexplicable. It is said that they are the few who dare to secretly produce drugs on the territory of the K-Party.

In business, he was put on the spot because he offended a certain big shot.

In the hospital, the doctor was preparing to suture Huanhuan's wound. From time to time, he raised his head occasionally and looked at the tall and handsome man standing at the door. His cold and frightening eyes never left him, trying to kill him.

It looked like he had been eaten alive. This place was obviously a place of medical care, and family members were not allowed to enter. But for some reason, no one dared to say "no" to this man. Maybe it was his too strong aura that frightened him.

Everyone, perhaps because of his too cold temperament and detachment, he did not look like an ordinary person. In short, his existence caused a heavy psychological burden to everyone present, but it was so natural.

The doctor swallowed and moved very carefully.

Seeing that the nurse was about to register an anesthetic for herself, Huanhuan shook her head decisively, "No need for anesthesia, just suture it like this." She didn't want any medicine to cause even the slightest harm to the child.

"No anesthesia?" The doctor's tone became much higher, "Madam, that will be very painful!"

Huanhuan didn't even blink and nodded, "I know."

Hearing her words, Mojia frowned and said, "Inject her."

Huanhuan bit her lip and insisted, "No, it hurts a little, but I can still hold on."

Mojia's face turned even colder, "I said, give her an injection!"

"I don't need it!" Huanhuan also became stubborn and would never compromise on this issue.

The nurse was holding the anesthetic in her hand and was in a dilemma, not knowing who to listen to. The doctor wiped away the cold sweat and whispered, "Well... if we don't suture it, the wound will bleed too much..."

One sentence reminded Mo Jia, and he just glared at Huanhuan, and then reluctantly nodded stiffly.

Huanhuan gritted her teeth and didn't even say a word during the whole process. But her face became increasingly white, and beads of sweat continued to appear on her forehead. Mojia frowned, especially when the doctor's needle puncture

When it passed through his flesh, it felt like it was piercing his heart, it hurt so much.

Huanhuan clenched her fists so hard that her nails were almost digging into her palms. At this moment, a big hand gently held it and covered her hands. The warmth transmitted from the palms gave her a sense of strength.

, miraculously soothed her pain nerves. Then, when the doctor dropped the needle, she no longer felt any pain.

When Mo Jia saw her wound, his eyes closed, and the pain in his heart intensified. He held her hand a little tighter.

There seems to be something in the body that is reviving.

After the wound was sutured, Huanhuan was asked to stay in the hospital for observation. Mojia went through the hospitalization procedures in person. While he was staying in the ward, the TV news had already broadcast a report about tonight's fight. The reason was not disclosed, but it was just vague.

He said that because of the intervention of a major gang, the incident had to be resolved as soon as possible.

When Mo Jia returned to the ward, he had an extra midnight snack in his hand, "Let's have something to eat."

"Hmm." Huanhuan touched her stomach. She was indeed a little hungry. She wanted to pick up the chopsticks, but accidentally pulled the wound on her shoulder. The pain caused her to let out a low cry and her beautiful eyebrows were drawn together.

Mojia looked at her, silently picked up the spoon, scooped it up and put it to her lips.

Huanhuan raised her head unexpectedly, looked into his eyes, and a hint of expectation gradually rose, but she didn't say anything, she opened her mouth obediently and took a bite.

She ate slowly, and Mojia was very patient, feeding her spoonfuls.

In the room, the atmosphere was very peaceful, and neither of them spoke. Huanhuan lowered her eyes and ate slowly, while Mojia moved in an orderly manner. From time to time, he would stare at her, with a bit of softness in his eyes.

The door to the ward was quietly pulled shut.

Seeing such a scene of love inside, Mu Chuan finally came to consummation.

Mr. Di is Mr. Di, but with just a few words, he incited two small gangs on xx Street to get angry. He even predicted the reaction of Boss Mojia, and finally revealed his true feelings.

"How's it going? How's it going inside?" Ah Yin asked anxiously, as if Michuan said "no," she would rush in.

Mu Chuan chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "There is a way."

Ah Yin was delighted, "Really? That's great! Now we have hope!"

"Shh~" Mu Chuan pulled her and walked out, "Let's go, our mission is completed, it's time to go home and ask Mr. Di for our next move."

As soon as the two left, the door to the ward was pushed open.
To be continued...