On the roof of the tallest Guomao Building in the center of Kyoto.
A helicopter was hovering above, its huge wings turning with a roar, blowing up a gust of wind and sand on the ground on the top floor.
Mo Banruo held Mo Duoduo in his arms and strode out of the elevator, followed by his two subordinates.
The howling wind blew the clothes of several people, and Mo Prajna strode over with a solemn expression. On the plane, there was already a big black man waiting for them. When he saw them coming, he quickly
He said loudly: "Hey, Prajna, hurry up. The imperial government has already positioned us by satellite. If it's a little later, we won't be able to leave."
"Yes!" Mo Banruo responded, first handing Mo Duoduo's hand to the black man.
"Is this your fiancée?" the black man frowned and asked with confusion on his face.
"Yeah!" Mo Prajna's answer was still so salty.
After the black man pulled Mo Duoduo onto the plane, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull Mo Banruo and his two men up. However, when he was pulling Xiaozhi, he stretched out his hand and suddenly heard a burst of machine gun fire.
Mo Banruo's face darkened, and he glanced at Xiaozhi, who was opening his hand to ask for help from the black man on the plane. He frowned and said coldly: "We don't have enough time, start driving immediately!"
"But Xiaoya..." Xiaoya looked at Xiaozhi who was still in bed and said with a frown.
"Open!" Mo Prajna's voice was as cold as if it came from hell.
The black man glanced at the increasing number of imperial armed police at the entrance of the building, frowned, and turned around to start the plane. Originally, a group of guards were preparing to strafe the plane, but suddenly the supervisor's voice came from the earphones.
"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"
As soon as the supervisor's voice fell, the guards around him did not dare to move. Just like that, they watched the plane fly away quickly.
Xiaozhi, who was left behind, was quickly caught by the guards. He struggled, and when he looked at the sky, there was a hint of deathly sadness in his eyes.
After the black man lifted the plane into the air, he looked at the ant-like imperial guards on the roof. He looked at Mo Banruo with some curiosity and asked, "Hey, why didn't you do anything all of a sudden? What happened?"
When Mo Prajna heard what he said, the corners of his lips raised, and a ripple appeared on his lip lines.
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The top floor of the Imperial State Council.
"Have you found out where Duoduo is?" As soon as Ning An entered the door, he was questioned by Xuanyuan Chenjing.
Ning An looked slightly stunned. After hearing Xuanyuan Chenjing's question, he nodded slowly and replied: "The video just now was transferred from the World Trade Center. We can already confirm that Miss Mo was held hostage.
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"Damn it, why didn't I think of him?" Xuanyuan Chenjing was very annoyed. He had suspected before that there was something wrong with that kid Mo Banruo. But he had never found any results. Now that he had found it, it was a pity that it was harmful.
Duoduo.
"Didn't I just say that we caught a living person? Bring that guy in!" Xuanyuan Chen Jingzi looked at Ning An and said loudly with red eyes.
Hearing this, Ning An looked at Xuanyuan Chenjing with some embarrassment and replied: "Your Highness, your status is so valuable. There is a certain danger in such a murderous hostage, so it's better not to see you!"
"No, now that Duoduo is in their hands, I have to see this prisoner!" After Xuanyuan Chenjing finished speaking, he strode out of his office.