Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[259 Nangong Tou, a good name]

Nangong's family was extremely efficient in handling affairs. In just a few minutes, all the ores on the plane were moved to the assembly point in the distance, and the ore transportation began.

It was a frightening false alarm.

The melee that lasted more than five hours made everyone more vigilant and cautious. The mine transportation work also caused many people to see the superb command, control, and calmness of this eight-year-old young master. Resilience.

Xiao Shitou's three-day transaction has raised a huge amount, and he became famous in the Nangong family, but many people suspect that this is a false name.

And now, it is also effectively blocking many people's rustling about whether Xiaoshishi can lead this mission.

After all, even air force members who have been in the army for many years may not have the courage to do it alone.

Zhizhi touched the forehead of the stone and felt a little hot. He turned to look at Nangongjue who gave instructions to the court to transport the ore, and stood up holding the stone.

Nangong Jue seemed to be about to enter the enemy plane. When he passed by Zhizhi, he saw her worried expression, so he stopped and asked in a low voice, "Miss Song?"

Zhizhi understood what he meant, held up the hot stone in his nose and frowned, and said: "Shishi has been in a coma since he landed. He seems to have a high fever, and his complexion looks very strange. He needs to be sent to the hospital for examination."

Nangongjue took the stone and touched his forehead. It was really hot. He frowned and nodded, "I have reserved enough manpower to safely transport the mine to a safe place first, but we need to confirm that the enemy plane is not in danger. You Wait for me a moment."

Zhizhi nodded, and stretched out his hand to pick up the stone, but saw that the unconscious little stone was in Nangongjue's arms, tightly clutching his skirt, holding Nangong so that he would never lose it.

I don't know if I'm dreaming or talking nonsense, I keep murmuring calling Daddy...

I was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

This little stone, even the uncle who was close to Nangong Mo was unwilling to bark, but now, Daddy barked happily.

Nangong Jue was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, stared at this small face, felt that the child's voice called those two words one after another, a strange softness suddenly appeared in his heart, the ripples were uneven, flooding.

This name, and this voice, made him reluctant to put down the little stone.

He looked up and smiled at Zhi Zhi: "Miss Song, is he calling me?"

Zhizhi was aroused by his paternal smile, but felt very harmonious.

Such a thing as warmth is consistent with the occasional young master ice cube.

Zhizhi explained with a blank expression, "There is nothing wrong with this kid, he just likes to call his father indiscriminately. He also called Santa Claus when he was three years old. Don't think too much, young master, don't take it to heart."

The young master turned a deaf ear, "Nangong Tou, it's a good name."

Miss Song fell!

Nima listened to me!

Seeing her angry face, the eldest young master said in a low voice, "It's important for Shi Shi to cure the disease. I'll order someone else to check it."

Zhizhi thought for a while, looked at the stone that Nangong would never let go, shook his head and said: "This ore is very important, and I don't want to make any mistakes. You can take him on the plane first, and I will go."

Nangong Jue had hesitation on his face, knowing that he was worried about himself, and said with a smile: "I remember that I still have a long-term task to protect the Nangong family, young master, just let me fulfill the task by the way."

Young Master Nangong compromised and boarded another plane with the stone in his arms.

Zhizhi quickened his pace and jumped onto the landing enemy plane, closed the hatch, and began to carefully check for potential dangers, from the radar to every place in the fuselage, and found no suspicious items or settings. At that time, when Zhizhi was holding the door with both hands and was about to open it, the fuselage suddenly shook violently, and white gas was ejected from the top of the machine...

Song Xiaozhi raised her hand to cover her nose, but still accidentally inhaled a lot. She held her breath and went to open the door, only to find that it was locked.

And the time on the radar screen beeped, and immediately entered the countdown mode.

30 seconds.

Song Xiaozhi's pupils tightened, and she felt bad. She didn't find any hidden bomb devices on the plane, but she ignored another possibility of danger.

This plane itself is a self-explosive incendiary organization, a time bomb whose destructive power cannot be underestimated.

She loosened her mouth and nose, and at this moment, ignoring the strange-smelling gas, she stood up, found the direction of the jet of gas, picked up the short knife she carried with her, raised her hand, groaned and punched it with all her strength, the machine Sparks appeared from the iron skin on his body, and Zhizhi's short knife sank into the iron skin, and a gap appeared in the depression on the top of the machine.

Here is the most vulnerable position of the fully enclosed.

Zhizhi swiped out with the strength of her arm, and threw a heavy fist, only to hear a bang, and she opened the skylight above her head.

Looking back, there were ten seconds left.

She jumped up, jumping to the top of the plane like a cunning fox, and in the last three seconds, she shouted: "There are bombs, dodge."

After the words fell, she rolled down, and at the same time, there was a loud bang behind her, the whole helicopter spontaneously ignited and exploded, the tongue of flames soared into the sky, and the scorching heat behind her ejected her alive several meters away...

Zhizhi landed on the ground, rolled several times, protected his head with his hands, jumped up neatly, and stood up.

Seeing that its explosion was avoided by everyone and did not affect the mine transportation, she patted the dust on her body, raised her hand to the man behind him with a calm and fast pace, and said with a smile: "President, the task has been successfully completed." gone."

Nangong Jue hugged her tightly, "Are you injured?"

Seeing his nervous face, Zhizhi smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to defuse the bomb, but it seems that I don't have enough time."

She didn't mean to wait for it to blow up to be worrying.

Still, it felt good to be worried by this man.

Zhizhi remembered that he had inhaled an unknown gas, and straightened up from Nangong Jue's arms, "But... I seem to have inhaled a drug, otherwise why... so... tired..."

When she finished the last word, her eyes turned black, her legs went limp, and she fell down.

Nangong Jue caught her, looked at her sleeping face, and frowned.

(Thanks to my dear love Jiang Xiaoxiao for giving me a silent gift ^_^)