Seeing Dong Yilan in his sleep, Mo Zhanting's dark and shiny eyes swelled with joy, as if he couldn't help but be happy before his long-awaited wish was finally fulfilled.

The doctor cowered and hid behind the crowd, muttering, "Don't kill me, I'm just an ordinary doctor, a ...... to treat people."

Taking advantage of their inattention, the doctor quietly exited the room and turned to flee, but Mo Fei's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to shoot.

The poor doctor didn't have time to say a word, and he fell to the ground.

"Take her away, and leave the rest behind." Mo Fei Jue commanded.

Boom, boom......

If the thunderstorm doesn't come, it will destroy the world, Mo Yao and others are hiding in the tree holes entwined with the trunks of several large trees, and the scene in front of them seems to be in a 4D science fiction movie, and the shock is almost impossible to describe in words.

A minute ago, he watched as a black bear that wanted to attack them was struck by lightning and his huge body fell the moment it fell, and the entire valley could feel the tremor of an earthquake.

Su Ji kindly let them go, probably because he expected them to not be able to get out of the thunderstorm area.

Mo Yao laughed in his heart, he sentenced them to death without much effort, and they came to die happily.

The thunderstorm came quickly, and it went fast, and after half an hour, the wind calmed down.

Mo Yao walked out of the tree hole, his backpack was cut in half by the laser, the equipment was lost, he simply threw the bag, now he is light, thinking that there are still dozens of kilometers to go in front of him, Mo Yao's steps involuntarily faster.

Interfered by the strong magnetic field, not only did the mobile phone have no signal here, but even the intercom equipment turned on was only a harsh current sound, Zilong gave up the plan to notify Dong Chuwei to gather at the bottom of the mountain, and was ready to wait until there was a signal mobile phone.

The way back was relatively smooth, there was no attack by the bear, and there was no ambush, it was noon when the meeting was made, and the helicopter of Dong Chuwei could only seat four people, Mo Yao and Lake got on the plane first and returned to Roman Island, and Zilong Xiaoqi Zhang Xian took the rescued people back to D City directly.

Lake slept all the way, neither the joy of being saved nor the excitement of seeing the light of day.

Seven hours later, they arrived on the island of Roman.

It was afternoon on Roman Island, the sun was lazily sprinkled, and there was a silver halo shining on the whole ocean.

Mo Yao looked at the sky outside in his eyes, but in his heart he thought about Dong Yilan, he was so bad to her before, he even did things that were so bad to her, she asked him if he liked her, and he didn't answer. When she wakes up, he will definitely compensate her well and dedicate all his qiē to her.

If she dares to say no, he will let her accept it.

If it weren't for the accident seventeen years ago, she would have become his daughter-in-law a long time ago, maybe she had a child, and she called Daddy sweetly around him.

At the thought of the child's soft voice, Mo Yao's whole heart melted.

I don't know what Cheng Yilan's body can recover, I heard before that a woman who has been severely injured may not be able to have a child, but it doesn't matter, it's good to have her, she wants to like children, and it's not impossible for them to raise one.

After getting off the plane, Mo Yao smelled the strong smell of blood mixed in the air, and the joy suddenly disappeared, he put up his headphones and sounded his vigilance. Having been involved in gang fights with his father since he was a teenager, he has a special sensitivity to this smell.

Dong Chuwei also clenched the weapon in his hand.

Leaving Lake on the plane, the two walked into the villa from the rooftop one after the other.

There was no one in the villa, and even the air was as quiet as death.

"Not good!" Dong Chuwei secretly screamed, not caring about any danger or not, and rushed to Dong Yilan's room with an arrow.

There was the body of a doctor lying at the door of the room, he had been shot in the head, the blood had coagulated and turned black, and it looked like he had been dead for some time.

The room was empty, there was no sign of a fight, the only difference was that Dong Yilan, who was hiding in the hospital bed, was gone.

Seeing the empty hospital bed, Dong Chuwei's hand holding the gun hung down weakly, sadness crawled up his face, and his amber eyes were full of remorse for a father who didn't protect his daughter. He was so careless that in order to find the mysterious country six, in order to find Lake, he used all his forces to ignore the protection of Elan. Let them take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of everyone's absence, and take away the sleeping Elam.

How could he forget that East Israel was the target they had been looking for.

His hand caressed the bed on which Lan had been lying, the sheets had become cold, like the corpse in the doorway, without any temperature.

Every time Yi Lan disappeared, it meant that she had to face all kinds of real yàn that activated the human weapons in her body, and the pain she had to endure was far more unbearable than the first transformation.

Dong Chuwei's eyes were filled with a gloomy glow of loss and uneasiness, and his heart twitched in distress when he thought of what kind of pain his daughter was experiencing at this moment.

Mo Yao stood behind him, the bed was empty, Dong Yilan was gone, and his vision for a better future just now had turned into a cloud of smoke. Annoyedly, he ripped off the collar of his shirt, and the feeling of disappearing at every turn made people almost collapse.

There was the sound of stumbling footsteps behind him.

The footsteps were heavy, sounding like he was seriously injured, and he was climbing the handrail of the stairs step by step, and the atmosphere was a bit like the moment when a ghost crawled out of a horror movie.

"I haven't left yet!" Mo Yao gritted his teeth, and walked out of Dong Yilan's room with a gun, whether it was a person or a ghost who came up, as long as his head was exposed, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he would give it to him first.

"Don't, don't shoot." The visitor first stretched out a blood-stained hand and shouted hurriedly, and then a slender figure flickered, peeking out from the wall, and a pair fell to the ground.

"Tang Ze?!"

Mo Yao's stunned Cheng Dù was no less than seeing Mars hit the earth, Tang Ze's skills could not be compared with them, but he was not an ordinary person, he could hurt him like this, and it was estimated that the level was not below him.

He put away his gun and walked over in two steps, lifting Tang Ze and leaning against him.

"Tang Ze, wake up, I'm Mo Yao, I'm back!"

This guy was injured, his head and face were covered with blood, but fortunately he smashed his skull but didn't hurt his brain, if he hadn't been smart, he reached out first and shouted, he really shot him just now.

When the time comes, he will die without any reason.

From downstairs to upstairs, Tang Ze used up his last strength, his eyes kept flashing, and he gasped heavily, as if this breathing was not enough, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Who did it?"

Mo Yao picked up Tang Ze's blood-soaked face, and he looked at him with blood-stained eyes, which had lost their former look.

Tang Ze's breath was already very weak, his face was pale from excessive blood loss, and he didn't die in a breath, just to wait for them to come back and tell him who took Dong Yilan.

"Ink, Ink......"

But when he was shot in the lungs, as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood gushed out uncontrollably, blocking all the words in his throat, and he used his last bit of strength to grab Mo Yao's clothes, his facial features twisted into a ball in pain, his mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't say the name after all.

The sloppy gaze finally lost focus, and slowly closed his eyes, Mo Yao only felt that the clothes on his chest were loosened, and Tang Ze's arms hung down heavily.

Mo Yao was completely panicked.

"Tang Ze! Karasawa! ”

He screamed frantically, laying him flat on the ground for heart compressions.

After all, Dong Chuwei had experienced strong winds and waves, and he was much calmer than Mo Yao in comparison, he walked over and put his finger on the major artery in Tang Ze's neck, and after a while, he withdrew his hand and sighed, "It's useless, he's dead." ”

Dong Chuwei's words stabbed Mo Yao in the chest like a sword, Tang Ze was not only his friend, but also one of the few people in his life who cared. A few days ago they were sitting together drinking and chatting about life, and when they said goodbye, he didn't even have the strength to say a complete word to him.

He was not a man of the Tao, and his death was entirely due to him.

"It was someone from the Mo family who did it." Mo Yao took a deep breath, Tang Ze's death was like a boulder pressing down on his heart, suffocating him with a heavy weight.

Tang Ze said that ink ......, then this ink character must represent the people of the Mo family.

The people who have the ability to threaten him in the Mo family were swept away by him overnight as early as the year of his father's death, and those who remained, except for the old and frail, were puppets with no thoughts.

Old age and frailty...... A person appeared in Mo Yao's mind, and he took out the phone and called the Mo family's old house.

The person who answered the phone was a woman, in her fifties, who heard Mo Yao, and her voice became respectful and apprehensive.

"Has anyone been in the house lately?" Mo Yao asked coldly, the sharp voice was arrogant and domineering, such a voice, it is impossible not to make people afraid, the woman trembled her voice, and replied carefully: "Return, if you go back to the seventh young master, no one has come to the house for a long time." ”

The woman's voice trembled violently, as if someone had put a gun to her head and asked her to answer.

After the Mo family's internal strife was settled by him, the people in the Mo family's old mansion were indeed afraid of him, but they would not be scared of urine when they got a phone call.

There were indeed people around her, and Mo Yao narrowed her shrewd eyes.

In order not to make the other party suspicious, Mo Yao casually asked, "Are the two uncles in good health?" ”

This is the sentence he has called and asked the most in a few years, he is not afraid that they will live, he is afraid that before his goal has been achieved, they will die.

"Good, good, neither of the two masters has been sick recently."

"Then I'll be relieved, I'll call me for something."

Hanging up the phone, Mo Yao's cold and sharp face was even more cold, Dong Chuwei looked at him, presumably something happened at home, and this matter must be related to Dong Yilan's disappearance, put away the gun, and calmly waited for him to explain.

"I have to go back to the Mo family's old mansion." After a moment of silence, Mo Yao said-

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