Ruan Bai's eyes fell into the garden outside the window, where a whole patch of rose bushes were in full bloom.
The beauty of the flowers blooming is due to her careful conditioning and care. The petals are pure white, bright red, bright pink, gorgeous orange...
Colorful roses give this huge home a large area of warmth.
However, Mu Shaoling has to leave home for a few days.
Without him, this family would lose its backbone and warmth.
Ruan Bai's eyebrows were lowered, and when he raised his watery eyes to look up at Mu Shaoling, he clearly gave people a feeling of depression.
Mu Shaoling kissed her lips helplessly and promised Ruan Bai again: "I will come back safely. I will do what I say. If I can't do it, I can punish her however you want, okay?"
"Okay." Ruan Bai agreed, but her right eyelid kept beating, which made her very uneasy.
She hugged Mu Shaoling forcefully, feeling sour and uncomfortable in her heart: "You must come back safely, otherwise, I will never forgive you!"
…
flight.
During a business trip to country M, Mu Shaoling sat in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
But in Alcatraz, Mr. Mu developed a keen intuition, which allowed him to look sharply at a middle-aged man in a suit.
The man's back was straight, and he walked unconsciously. His palms swinging back and forth were covered with calluses, which were the result of long-term use of guns.
Mu Shaoling knows that cocoon better than anyone else.
He groped his palms and found the same calluses left on the Demon Island.
The man's hand reached behind his back intentionally or unintentionally, and a gun accidentally appeared on his back collar.
Mu Shao could tell the model of the gun just by looking at it. It was a plastic and rubber mini pistol. It was well camouflaged and could easily pass the security inspection system of international flights. The pistol was made in Germany and had 3 rounds of ammunition.
Sitting not far from Mr. Mu was a man in casual clothes, holding a glass of 1992 Lafite and touching his thin lips.
The scorpion tail on his arm flashed away inadvertently.
Although he concealed it very well, Mu Shaoling still saw it keenly.
The man raised his knife-like face, accurately calculated the distance between the man and him, lowered his head, and silently counted the numbers.
The gangster's footsteps were approaching step by step.
3 steps, 2 steps, 1 step...
The man in casual clothes picked up two glasses of wine and clinked them together: "Sir, would you like a drink?"
He leaned forward, pretending to accidentally spill a glass of wine on Mu Shaoling.
Mu Shaoling clinked glasses with him calmly, getting ready to go.
The man in the suit smiled evilly, and at the last moment, he pulled out his pistol.
In an instant, Mu Shaoling had grabbed the long arm extended by the man in casual clothes and threw him cleanly over his shoulder, making the man in suit dizzy.
The 1992 Lafite was sprinkled on Mu Shaomi's white limited edition suit, and the man's handsome face revealed a slight unpleasantness.
A woman holding lipstick in one hand and a mini mirror in the other is applying makeup.
Suddenly, the plane shook violently, her finger shook, and a red arc drew a deep mark on the right side of her fair face.
There was a cracking sound, and the mirror fell into two halves on the ground.
At this time, a sinister voice came from the communication equipment in the cockpit: "Mu Shaoling, you'd better stay still and don't move around. I've already taken control of the cockpit. Just give up."
Don't resist, otherwise, I won't mind destroying the entire plane!"
"Ah..." The woman let out a terrified scream, unable to believe that she had experienced a horrific hijacking incident.
There was an incessant scream and cry in the cabin, and everyone was stunned by this sudden change.
An extraordinary old man covered his chest and gasped for air, but still huddled in pain: "I'm having a heart attack. I feel so uncomfortable. I need medicine..."
"Sir, you...your medicine..." The attendant who served the old man, facing the gun-wielding gangster, was holding the life-saving pills with his hands shaking, and dropped a bottle of medicine on the ground with his trembling hands.
The gangster who came out of the bathroom deliberately kicked the Jiuxin Pill under Mu Shao's feet.
This old man is still very impressive to Mr. Mu. I am afraid that everyone in the stock market industry does not know him, the stock god Bafield.
Bafield crawled on the ground with difficulty, trying to reach for his life-saving pills, shouting: "Medicine, medicine, medicine..."
The books and drinks on the table were scraped all over the floor by him.
Mu Shao raised his hands and kicked Jiuxinwan with his right foot to Phil's arm.
This is a group of desperate mercenaries, and Mu Shaoling believes that they can do any cruel thing.
With trembling hands, Buffier picked up the medicine bottle, poured a handful of Jiuxin Pills, covered her mouth with her hand, and swallowed it wholeheartedly.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and Bafield finally saved his life.
Seeing Mu Shaoling, he couldn't help but calm down his nervous mood: "Mr. Mu?"
Everyone is an insider, so Buffier naturally knows him. T Group's subsidiaries own a lot of shares, which are controlled by Buffier.
Mu Shaoling had no time to answer him. Bang bang bang, a gunfight broke out in the cab.
The beeping sirens on the plane sounded, and more gunshots rang out. At the critical moment, Mu Shao picked up the broken lenses on the ground and neatly cut off the neck veins of the three gangsters.
The gangsters covered their necks and couldn't make a sound. Their palms struggled feebly and fell down.
Mu Shaoling's movements were so fast that the people in the cabin could not see how he took action. The three gangsters had already fallen.
The red flashing light is like a talisman, and the squeaking sound drives people crazy.
Having trained on a terror island for two years, Mu Shao experienced this scene and knew that there was something wrong with the aircraft's power system.
There was still an hour before the explosion.
…
City A.
International Southern Airlines, Mir, lost contact, and the satellite signal could not detect the movement of the aircraft.
The aircraft lost signal when passing through Mount Cheung Yee.
The evening news temporarily interrupted a news report. The international flight Mir lost contact while passing through Changyi Mountain. Among the list of missing flights were Mu Shaoling, the richest man in Asia, and Buffel, the world's stock god...
Ruan Bai was sitting next to the TV. His vision went dark and he almost fainted. He couldn't believe what he saw and heard.
Something happened to Shaoling?
Taotao took Mom's hand and said coquettishly: "Mom, I want daddy, I want daddy, where did daddy go? I miss him. I haven't seen him for several days. I miss him."
Although the little guy usually likes to go against Mu Shaoling, he actually admires his father in his heart.
Ruan Bai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be strong so that the child could not see Mom's cowardly side. He comforted him softly: "Have you forgotten? Daddy is on a business trip. When he comes back, he will bring the most interesting things to Taotao.
toys..."
There was a choked cry in her smile.
Ruan Bai hurriedly ran to the bathroom, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions.
In front of the hospital bed.
There was a ticking sound of infusion. Mr. Ruan was still very weak. He was telling Ruan Bai what happened when she was a child.
Ruan Bai pretended to be nonchalant, but his eyes were filled with tears and he was trying not to let them flow down.
Shaoling, you must come back safely this time, otherwise, I will never forgive you in this life!
