Chapter 1868 The cry outside the door, the mother's heart
Shadow takes Perangodo to the hospital.
Qi Ye picked up a pair of children and was just about to send them to Ye Weilan's place, when there was a sudden strange sound in the air.
His eyes were cold, and he jumped down the second floor with his two children.
At a height of nearly ten meters, Qi Ye has a son in one hand and a daughter in the other, so he can't borrow strength.
He was half-crouched on the lawn when he landed, and before he could make a move, a volley of bullets hit again.
Qi Ye rolled on the spot with the two children in his arms and hid behind the rockery.
"Daddy," Xiao Yechen looked at him and said, "You put Xiao Jiu here." β
With the two of them, Qi Ye couldn't show it at all.
Qi Ye didn't look at him, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly connected to the Internet: "Let me tell you one thing, if you abandon your brother when you encounter danger in the future, then you are not worthy of being my son." β
Xiao Yechen bowed his head: "Xiao Jiu is just ......"
"Sons are just as important as daughters, and they are strict with you, just so that you don't have too hard work in the future."
Qi Ye rebuilt the protective system that was breached again, and at the same time educated his own boy.
Xiao Yechen was stunned, and the grievances that had been buried in his heart for a long time suddenly faded.
He always thought that Qi Ye preferred Xiaoxue, and his daughter was delicate in their family.
Now I know that my father doesn't love him, it's just that he loves in a different way.
Qi Ye stuffed the mobile phone into his hand and dodged a wave of stray bullets with the two children: "If you have time to dwell on these and have, it's better to spend your time killing the bastard on the other side!" β
Xiao Yechen took his father's mobile phone and beat it quickly in the rain of bullets.
In the dark sky, the blue light of the mobile phone screen became the only bright color.
From time to time, a bullet flew across his cheek, Xiao Yechen's face did not change, and his fingers pressed quickly.
A game of life and fate, the contest between masters and masters, kicked off.
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While fighting in the dark night, a footstep quietly stepped into the palace.
The cold palace was empty.
He searched from downstairs to upstairs, searching every corner room, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.
The visitor stopped in the only room with the door closed, slowly retreated some distance, and whispered into the microphone: "Are you sure that woman is not outside?" β
"Nope! Hurry up, that man is really perverted, he killed so many people with two oil bottles, shit! It's been counterattacked againβ"
Before he finished speaking, there was a busy sound on the other side.
The visitor looked at the password-locked door, thought for a while, and suddenly took out a small tape recorder from his body, pressed the play button, and placed it at the door.
Then, he stepped back and hid.
Ye Weilan knelt by the door and counted, relying on this, she could know how long it had been in the outside world.
"Forty-eight...... Sixty...... Eighty-one ......"
When she counted to "one hundred and twenty-six," she suddenly heard a cry outside the door.
The voice was very low, like a thin cat, sobbing and choking, accompanied by a soft voice calling "Mommy" from time to time......
Is that...... Xiaoxue's cry......
Ye Weilan's heart was in a ball, her eyes widened, and Xiaoxue was crying outside the door......
"Remember, whoever you are to knock on the door is not allowed to open the door!"
Qi Ye's advice came to his mind at this moment.
Ye Weixin covered his ears and shook his head: "It's an illusion...... It must be an illusion...... Xiaoxue can't cry outside alone......"