"Calm down, Zuo Jing, calm down!" Li Tingwei hurriedly walked to Zuo Jing's side and helped her up as she lost control of her emotions.
Zuo Jing murmured in panic: "Is he dead? Did I kill someone?"
Li Tingwei checked the thin man's breathing, stood up and said: "He should still be breathing, he's not dead yet. Zuo Jing, even if you really kill him, you don't have to blame yourself. He did too many bad things, and he died because of you."
There is also retribution on hand.”
Zuo Jing covered her face and said uneasily: "No... I don't want to kill anyone. If my son knows that I have killed someone, he will definitely be afraid of me."
She said these unintentional words in a moment of desperation, which deeply hurt Li Tingwei's heart. Yes, if any child knew that his parents had done terrible things, he would feel panic and avoid them.
So he has lost the opportunity to see his children over the years, and even his wife will be afraid and reject him.
He suppressed the bitterness in his heart, patted Zuo Jing's shoulder and said: "Your son will understand you. You are here to punish the bad guys and save him. Don't worry, we will definitely find your son, you guys
We will be reunited soon."
A person with special powers behind Zhang Wendong was holding on to the embarrassed Liuexue. Liuexue kept struggling and shouted to Zuo Jing: "Zuo Jing! It's me, I'm my mother. Please help my mother."
, go and save Zhixia. She is your sister, you can’t just ignore her."
Compared to Zuo Shu, who grew up in ICV, Zuo Jing's time with Liuexue was shorter, and she had almost no memory of her mother. The pleading woman in front of her was no different to her.
stranger.
Zuo Jing suddenly rushed towards her, grabbed her shoulders and asked: "Where is Dongdong? Do you know where my son is?"
Liuexue's thin shoulders were sore from being pinched. She shook her head in panic and said, "I don't know..."
"You don't know? You are from ICV, how could you not know?" Zuo Jing interrupted her angrily. She shouted emotionally: "You begged me to save your daughter, but who can?"
Where to save my son? You, you, a woman who is colluding with Gui Mu, are not a good thing at all! It is because of people like you that my Dongdong left his mother at a young age. I don’t know where he is suffering.
Well. You don’t only have Song Zhixia as a daughter, I am also your child. What were you doing when Guimu took my child away! Why can’t you help me?”
Zuo Jing pushed the thin Liu Xue to the ground, her voice already hoarse.
Her resentful expression reminded Liu Yuexue of Zuo Shu. That child had rarely received her care since she was a child, and every time she looked at her, she was so cold, as if she was looking at an enemy.
"It's retribution. I will have this day. It's really retribution..." Liuexue sat slumped on the ground, murmuring desperately. Her expression seemed to be crying and smiling, and her mood was also a little abnormal.
****
Liu Weike asked several teammates who came after him to carry Yu Linglong and Song Zhixia on their backs respectively, and said: "Send Aunt Yu to a nearby hospital for treatment quickly. Also, watch out for Song Zhixia, and you must not let her run away.
We cannot give her the opportunity to commit suicide."
At this time, a haggard middle-aged man stumbled towards their direction and shouted for help. He had some difficulty moving and his movements were very clumsy. This man was Cheng Mo, who had been used as a surgical experiment by Ghost Eyes before.
.He himself is just a young man, but now he can only survive in this aging body. These days, he has been detained in a small confinement room, and has become a test subject used by Guimu to verify the efficacy of new drugs.
Several guards were chasing after Cheng Mo, but when they saw the people from the Security Bureau, they immediately stopped and stared at the intruders defensively.
Cheng Mo shouted in panic and ran to Liu Weike's side with difficulty. "Help me, help me!" He was sweating profusely and his face was covered with tears.
Liu Weike said quickly: "Sir, don't panic. Wei Zhongyu, take him with you and get out of here quickly."
Wei Zhongyu said: "Then what should you do?"
"I can handle it, and Su Wei and the others are nearby. You don't have to worry about me." Liu Weike keenly noticed a guard who was about to shoot them with her peripheral vision, and she suddenly raised her hand, neatly
He pulled the trigger.
The guard screamed and fell straight to the ground, with a large amount of blood spreading on his chest.
Cheng Mo grabbed Wei Zhongyu's arm and limped outside. Along the way, he asked: "What should we do?", "Will we be caught?", "Do you think you can beat me?"
Icv people?”
His series of questions made Wei Zhongyu's head spin, and he wanted to cover his mouth.
After only a few hundred meters, they were overtaken by a group of icv people. The leader, Qu Mai, looked at Wei Zhongyu arrogantly and said, "If you are willing to let Song Zhixia and this uncle go, I might consider letting you go."
Yi Ma, let you go back to wherever you came from. But if you insist on going against ICV, then this is where you will die today."
"Stop talking harshly. It's not certain who will die and who will live." Wei Zhongyu let go of Cheng Mo and pushed him behind him.
The two groups fought fiercely. Wei Zhongyu just escaped a bullet and was stabbed in the right leg by an ICV member who rushed over. He groaned and knelt on the ground in pain. At this time, he suddenly discovered
Cheng Mo, who was behind him just now, has disappeared, and even Song Zhixia has disappeared.
Wei Zhongyu was shocked and thought: Could it be that the man who looked as timid and pitiful as a mouse was also an icv person, and he was just trying to gain sympathy before?
"Brother Wei, be careful!" A member of the Security Bureau pushed him quickly, and a bullet almost missed Wei Zhongyu's head.
Wei Zhongyu couldn't think about it anymore. He endured the pain, limped back two steps, and raised his pistol in Qu Mai's direction.
****
Cheng Mo didn't escape, but pulled Song Zhixia and ran back to the icv building. At this moment, his steps were getting faster and faster, and he no longer felt as clumsy and embarrassed as before. As expected, pretending to be pitiful can easily make people around him
People relax their vigilance about themselves.
Cheng Mo pulled Song Zhixia's arm and urged impatiently: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"
Song Zhixia's legs were in so much pain that she could hardly straighten them. She was dragged hard by Cheng Mo like a broken sack, and she said painfully: "Let me go, I can't move!" The back of her head was also there.
It was broken when she landed on the ground, and the blood stained her hair red, and it has gradually dried up.
