Ling Mo slowed down his flight so as not to overfly later.

Claire quietly hugged the cold wind, and then said softly, "Thank you." ”

Leng Feng smiled, he couldn't remember how many times Claire said thank you, but every time she said thank you, it was from the heart.

Claire let go of the cold wind, took two steps back, looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "God will bless you." ”

"Goodbye. Cold Wind smiled at Claire and turned to the hatch.

"Cold wind, we're not sure when we'll go back to Huaxia. Ling Mo shouted at the cold wind.

"I see, it doesn't matter. ”

After saying that, Leng Feng jumped out of the plane.

After the cold wind jumped down, Ling Mo closed the hatch.

The strong wind blew through Leng Feng's body, and the cold made Leng Feng shiver. At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the air temperature is below zero, and there are not many clothes worn by the cold wind, and even if you wear more, you can't resist the strong wind.

The cold wind took a deep breath, and the cold encircled his lungs, making him extremely conscious.

At this time, the temperature in H city has reached a minimum temperature of 10 degrees Celsius and a maximum temperature of 17 degrees, winter is about to pass, and spring is coming.

The cold wind in the fall can already clearly see the flickering lights of the tall buildings, and it is not by the eagle's eye.

Leng Feng smiled slightly, then stretched out his wings, slowing down the fall.

It's 6:30 p.m. in Huaxia now, and the sky is already very dark when it first enters the night.

At this moment, the mobile phone in Leng Feng's pocket rang, and the rapid ringing of the phone made Leng Feng frown slightly.

At this time, someone actually called him?

The cold wind landed on the roof of a building, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was Mo Ran's phone.

"What's the matter?" Leng Feng answered the phone and asked quickly.

"Cold wind, help me!" said Mo Ran anxiously on the other end of the phone.

"Boom!"

As soon as Mo Ran's words were finished, a violent explosion came from the other end of the phone.

Leng Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Where are you?"

At this time, Leng Feng couldn't waste any time, and he didn't have time to ask Mo Ran what happened, the key was to know where she was first.

"Highway 9!" replied Mo Ran.

There were explosions and gunshots on the other end of the phone, and Leng Feng did not hesitate, and after hanging up the phone, he flew towards Route 9 as fast as he could.

Mo Ran had saved his life and helped him many times, no matter how much Leng Feng wanted to stay away from her, but now that her life was in danger, Leng Feng couldn't stand idly by.

On Highway 9, Mo Zhen hid behind a car under the protection of Hua Yong, but Mo Ran was nowhere to be seen.

Originally, Mo Zhen took Mo Ran to Chujiang City to attend a dinner party, but he didn't expect to be attacked here, and it was a sudden attack, without any warning.

The Mercedes at the front of the convoy was the first to explode, followed by the car at the back.

After the explosion stopped, many masked men with guns rushed out of the woods on both sides and shot at the convoy, and many of Mo Zhen's bodyguards were killed in a short period of time, and there was no time to resist.

But who can become Mo Zhen's bodyguard, which is not an elite.

After killing a number of people, the bodyguards reacted by taking out their pistols and shooting at the enemy, and covering the convoy behind them and began to retreat.

Mo Zhen's car is bulletproof, but at this time, he can't always stay in the car, because no one knows if it will be an RPG.

"Where's my daughter, tell me where she is!" Mo Zhen yelled loudly.

Mo Ran did not share the same car as Mo Zhen, but sat in the penultimate car, but all Mo Zhen saw was the burning wreckage of the car, but Mo Ran was nowhere to be seen.

Hua Yong gritted his teeth, he was extremely anxious in his heart, but his duty was to protect Mo Zhen.

"Boss, Miss Moran may be dead. Hua Yong gritted his teeth and said.

"You talk nonsense. ”

Mo Zhen slapped Hua Yong's face and scolded angrily: "Hurry up and find me, she is Lao Tzu's daughter, she can't die!"

Although his tone was full of anger and majesty, Mo Zhen's heart was full of fear.

He was scared.

He was afraid that Mo Ran was really dead.

He has lost his wife, and he doesn't want to lose his only daughter again.

But when he saw that the Mercedes-Benz car Mo Ran was sitting in was burning, his heart was dripping blood.

Hua Yong ignored the pain on his face, but said with a resolute face: "Boss, I can't leave, I must protect your safety." ”

As he spoke, Hua Yong's right hand with a gun was raised in a lightning flash, and he pulled the trigger twice in succession, killing one of the attackers.

Hua Yong's movements were as smooth as flowing water as his peers, and his eyes did not change in any way when he killed the enemy.

Mo Zhen's bodyguards were less than twenty people left, and they used their cars as cover to launch a counterattack against the enemy.

In such a chaotic scene, it is difficult to find anyone missing.

"Protect a fart, I need you to protect me? Damn, I'll find it myself. ”

As he spoke, Mo Zhen prepared to stand up.

Hua Yong hurriedly held down Mo Zhen in fear, didn't let him get up, and said anxiously: "Boss, I will go to find Miss Mo Ran, you must not leave here." ”

After speaking, Hua Yong took out a pistol, handed it into Mo Zhen's hand, stood up and fired two shots in the direction of the enemy, then turned around and ran to the rear.

Mo Zhen quickly loaded the bullet, then left the bunker and fought back against the enemy with his bodyguards.

At this moment, three business Buicks appeared in front of them, and after the Buick stopped, twenty masked men with assault rifles jumped out of the car.

"Enemy reinforcements, quick, take the boss to the woods, we take cover. One of the bodyguard captains shouted over the radio.

"No, we have enemies behind us, the front and rear are blocked, and once we get out of cover, we will be beaten into a nest of ants. One of the bodyguards responded.

"What?" The captain of the bodyguard hurriedly looked to the rear, and sure enough, he saw that there were also two business Buicks in the rear, and ten masked men with guns were approaching the convoy.

And Hua Yong was holding a gun and firing at the enemy in the rear, and at this time he didn't have time to find Mo Ran.

A hundred meters away from the gunfight location, a masked man in a ninja suit with two knives on his back leaned against a BMW, he was masked, and no one could see his expression at this time.

Across from him stood a man in a black suit, who looked to be in his thirties and had a plain appearance.

"I don't think we need to do it at all, just these ordinary people can do it. The man was playing with a lighter in his hand with a faint smile on his face.

“……”

There was no response from the masked man, and the man smiled indifferently and said nothing.

After Mo Zhen ran out of magazines, he shouted to Hua Yong in the rear, "Hua Yong, where is my daughter?"

"Boss, I don't have much time right now. ”

Hua Yong kept firing at the enemy in the rear, and the ten masked men with guns were getting closer and closer, and Hua Yong couldn't separate himself at all.

The front and rear were flanked by the enemy, and many bodyguards had a trace of despair in their hearts.

Mo Zhen doesn't care about his life and death at all, he only cares about Mo Ran's safety, even if he unfortunately dies here, as long as Mo Ran lives, that is the most important thing.

At this time, Mo Zhen thought of the cold wind, how much he hoped that the cold wind could be here.

But he heard from Mo Ran that Leng Feng went to Syria on a mission.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhen felt a trace of despair.

After working hard in the underground world for so many years, Mo Zhen has long looked down on life and death, he is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that Mo Ran is involved.

If this incident caused Mo Ran to be killed, then Mo Zhen would never forgive himself in his life, because Mo Ran was his only relative in this world.

Hua Yong is also anxious, Mo Zhen is anxious, why is he not often?

Watching Mo Ran grow up and watching her changes, Hua Yong has long liked Mo Ran, but because of his identity, he has never dared to confess to Mo Ran.

Seeing that Mo Ran's car was burning, Hua Yong wanted to rush over desperately to find Mo Ran countless times, but it was his duty to protect Mo Zhen.

Now, the rear is also under attack from the enemy, and he has to give up looking for Mo Ran and deal with the approaching enemy first.

The most bizarre thing is that there are no other vehicles passing by this road.

Obviously this is a game that has been laid out a long time ago.

When he was attacked, Mo Zhen had already thought of it.

It's just that no matter how much he knows now, it's useless, such a chaotic scene, no one pulls away to find Mo Ran.

Even Mo Zhen himself must help the bodyguards fight back against the enemy.

If he runs around, he will be killed.

"My good daughter, you must be fine, as long as you can come back safe and sound, what you want to do in the future, Dad will promise you. ”

Mo Zhen shook his hands and replaced the pistol with a new magazine.

His heart was trembling, his whole body was trembling.

The longer the time dragged on, the more frightened he was in his heart, and he was afraid.

As the godfather of the underworld in H City, Mo Zhen didn't know how to write the words he was afraid of, but now, he was scared.

Sitting in the position of the godfather of the underworld, Mo Zhen had long known that there would be such a day, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and Mo Ran was also involved.

"Sneer......"

A bullet hit Hua Yong's right arm, flew out with blood, and hit the vehicle behind.

Hua Yong snorted and hurriedly hid behind cover.

He didn't care about treating the wound, and hurriedly changed the magazine of the pistol.

Mo Zhen's bodyguards were all pistols, although they were from the underworld, they couldn't bring too conspicuous weapons, otherwise it would be a provocation to the Huaxia police.

Even if Mo Zhen is strong, he doesn't dare to confront the whole country head-on.

Due to Mo Zhen's influence, the Chinese government also turned a blind eye to Mo Zhen.

"Bang ......"

Gunfire rang out in the sky, and fierce fighting continued.

However, Mo Zhen's bodyguards gradually gained the upper hand, because they had cover, and the attackers rushed forward directly with guns.

I don't know when, among Mo Zhen's bodyguards, there is a petite figure.

Armed with a pistol emblazoned with wings, she opened fire on enemies in the distance.

"Bang!"

With just one shot, she killed an enemy.