Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【385 is in chaos】

Zhizhi couldn't think for a moment, raised his hand and attacked to tear off the disguise mask on his face——

He didn't hide, he stood upright and didn't move.

A pair of hands touched his face all over, but there was no trace of wearing a mask!

She retracted her hand and looked at him with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief, "What's going on! What on earth are you..."

Could it be that Nangong Mo really had been with Diderot from the beginning?

But that’s not right. Why did Nangong Mo ruin the MZ he created with his own hands?

And his right leg, his eyes, all the doubts just now... It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense at all!

Messy.

Zhizhi has never stayed in place in confusion during a fight, his mind went blank, he couldn't think of a move, and it was too late to attack!

"Mommy!"

Stone's crisp voice sounded behind him, with a hint of urgency, "Be careful of being hypnotized by him, stay away!"

Zhizhi immediately came to his senses, looked back and saw Shitou taking out a gun and loading it. He immediately realized what he meant, rolled sideways to avoid, jumped out of the straight-line shooting range, and pinched himself hard.

This man is really too dangerous.

Seeing this, Mask sighed slightly, "One fights and the other uses a gun. Mother and son are really violent."

I didn't see him panicking, nor did I see him hiding. I just saw him standing proudly by the wall, his lips finally stopped smiling, his eyes turned, and his whole body exuded the chill of a Shura ghost, "I originally liked to take my time.

Come, but you are in such a hurry, in this case, the game begins."

When his voice fell, Shitou's gun shot out bullets with a bang. A straight line at the speed of a second and the speed of light rushed forward, cutting through the quiet air, and aiming straight at the heart of the man opposite -

No one knows the level of Shitou's marksmanship better than Zhizhi.

Her marksmanship is a combination of talent; her son's marksmanship is a combination of talent, skill, and IQ.

In addition, Shitou is holding a newly developed weapon that fires 1.5 times faster than ordinary guns. No one can hide from this distance.

It took less than three seconds for the gunshot to ring——

The ground suddenly began to tremble, and some mechanism was activated in the room. Zhizhi only felt that her feet were empty, and she was instantly weightless. She screamed and looked, and saw that the ground quickly opened to both sides, and an incredible hollow appeared. Her body also

Involuntarily starting to fall downward——

The bullet hit the wall, shattering several masks on the opposite side. The fragments fell to the ground silently, falling towards the dark underground.

Zhizhi whipped his whip and tried to hook something, but failed because there was nothing on the wall except that damn mask.

The second it fell, she saw from the corner of her eye that Xiao Shitou holding the gun turned pale. He opened and closed his eyes twice with difficulty. The gun fell from his hand as if he could no longer hold it, and he stumbled twice.

At the place closest to the door, he was so distracted that he did not run away. Instead, he closed his eyes tightly, fell forward unconsciously, and also fell into this endless abyss...

"Stone!" Zhizhi panicked and tried to wrap his whip around the small falling stone on the other side, but the whip suddenly tightened and was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and there was an aura of an indifferent man behind him.

She was held captive in someone's arms.

"He is only temporarily ill. He will not die in less than three days."

The words that sounded like comfort made Zhizhi's heart hang in his throat for a moment.

The body is falling downwards...

Zhizhi gathered her strength to hold on to the man behind her, "What did you do to my son!"

He smiled enigmatically, "I said, the game has just begun."

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

With a loud noise, the door of the underground isolation room was forcibly opened, and Ye Ran and a group of his men wearing isolation suits broke in and aimed their guns at the three people in the room.

An Yan was arranging the instruments, Bai Qingcheng was lying on the hospital bed pretending to be unconscious, and An Yi was sitting on the table filling out the examination data form. It was quiet and normal.

An Yi turned to look at the man who led the way in, then turned back indifferently and continued his work.

An Yan stepped forward to report the inspection situation. He also wanted to report the damage done to the surveillance camera by No. 003. Ye Ran raised his hand and interrupted, "That kid has always behaved erratically and defiantly. Just go along with it and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

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An Yan nodded, "Now that I'm asleep in the lounge inside, does Master Ye need to see him?"

It was obvious that Ye Ran wasn't interested at all. He walked directly to An Yi, his eyes fell on Shasha's writing hand, and he grabbed it——

"What are you doing?" An Yi's voice came through the mask, and it was extremely cold. "Check whether your damn chains have been untied?"

Yeran saw that the chains were still there and said nothing. She was about to put them down, but found blood blisters and bruises on her wrists. She frowned and became unhappy, "I don't need you anymore, come back with me."

"Two hours of freedom?" She dropped her pen, shook off his hand and stood up, "You really don't keep your word."

After that, he couldn't help but turned around and walked out of the isolation room, heading towards the exit in front——

"Submit the data on time," Ye Ran calmly gave the order to his subordinates who had been staying in the isolation room. "Keep an eye on the woman on the operating table and send her to Diderot's house with 003 in the evening."

An Yan looked calm and nodded: "I understand, Master Ye, don't worry."

Yeran glanced around and carefully ordered, "I don't like any time gaps. Fix the surveillance immediately."

As soon as his men responded, he saw that An Yi had walked far away from the isolation room, and actually had no intention of waiting for him.

Angry marks formed at the corners of his lips, and he took long strides to catch up.

locker room.

An Yi took off his heavy isolation gown, threw the whole thing into the disinfection cabinet, walked out of the changing room, stood in front of the mirror and raised his hands to tidy up his slightly messy hair.

When she put her hand to her right ear, she heard a man approaching from the other side in a hurry, with quick steps and angry breathing.

After quickly taking off the isolation gown and doing the treatment, Yeran was about to walk out of the cubicle to chase An Yi. When he walked to the door and saw An Yi standing alone in front of the mirror without moving, he slowed down and walked away.

Go up...

(Thank you dear kuerwuqian for the silent gold medal ^_^)