Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【309 Mask Man】

Nangong Jue saw that Zhizhi was like an angry little beast, his face was flushed, and he looked at him with open black eyes. His heart softened. He couldn't bear her anger, so he slowed down his voice and persuaded in a low voice, "Miss Song , let’s make trouble later, let’s get down to business first.”

Later your sister!Make a yarn ball!

She wants to play by herself, but she doesn't have time to play with the zombie-faced ice cube man's pet!

Ms. Song herself broke out all kinds of @#$%&@#$% that wanted to be silenced in the silence, but she still smiled at the young master very calmly, "This is not a question of whether to make trouble or not. Regarding the young master, what you just said All kinds of actions, it doesn't matter, I can't bear to do anything to you until now."

Looking at her smile, he asked softly, "When you can't help it, what will you do?"

Zhizhi continued to laugh, "It's very simple, I am cruel, and you are cruel."

The young master admired her sneer and smiled slightly, "Yes, I look forward to it."

Zhizhi glared at him, "Do you expect to be disabled or mentally disabled?"

"Don't misunderstand Ms. Song, I just think you should be more amazing when you are disabled." The young master put down the binoculars, raised his eyebrows, and added seriously, "This disability has nothing to do with the brain."

Zhizhi was shot again as if nothing had happened.

But when he saw that his subordinates were all looking at him behind him, he hummed twice, and instead of fussing over him, he remained silent with resentment...

Nangongjue ordered people to search and fish in the area where Diderot was just now, and also ordered a dozen divers to go into the sea to investigate, but after 5 minutes, all of them died without a problem.

Zhizhi saw Nangong Jue walk into the captain's control room to take command, so he sat alone on the deck, looking at the calm sea, frowning tightly.

Doubts began to spread layer by layer in my heart, and gradually expanded, making people puzzled for a long time.

How could a dead body disappear inexplicably?

It's not a time-travel drama, it's too fantasy!

The people in Haili began to collect the team, and they all got on the ship and entered the cabin, ready to collect the team and return to the island.

Zhizhi stood alone in front of the white railing. On the way back, she continued to look through the binoculars without giving up——

On the surface of the sea, a strange thick fog suddenly rose in the air.

The white mist floated from a distance, blowing away with the wind towards the battleship, Zhizhi almost immediately judged that it was a man-made act, and hurriedly backed away, quickly grabbed the gas mask, brought it to his face, and called out the binoculars The farthest focal length, one step forward just to see more clearly...

In the dense fog, a small helicopter slowly descended. Although the emblem on the plane was very small, Zhizhi could still see clearly that it was the plane of the Jack family.

Zhizhi saw it flying along the surface of the sea. When it was almost parallel to the surface of the sea, the hatch opened. A tall man grabbed the hatch and stood outside the plane. He picked up a brown object from the sea with one hand and threw it back. in the plane...

She could only see the side profile of the man, who seemed to be wearing a silver mask, so she couldn't see the face clearly from such a distance, she could only see a slender and tall figure, and the climbing man on the machine. The finger on the door is white and strong, a very beautiful hand.

Apparently Nangongjue also noticed the abnormality in the control room. There was a low vibration in the battleship, and a torpedo flew towards the helicopter, hitting the sea near the plane. Light colored tops.

He clung to the fuselage with his fingers, flipped over neatly, jumped into the plane, turned his head, and faced Zhizhi's direction...

Zhizhi saw clearly the shape of the mask and the smile under the half mask.

Never had she hated her supernatural eyesight so much!

The mask was near the Roman Colosseum. She selected it by herself and baked it exclusively by craftsmen. It was the only silver mask of this family.

That smile, thin lips with a gentle smile, was a warm arc that she was very familiar with.

As if he knew that he was looking at him, he spoke to her with his lips very slowly, as if he was afraid that she would not be able to see clearly.

"Kids, we will see you again."

Crack, the telescope fell on the deck, and the circular lens was smashed into pieces...

She only gave that mask to one person.

There is only one man who can call himself a child.

Nangong Mo.

It was Nangong Mo.

He picked up the suede blanket that Diderot was wearing in the middle of the ship floating in the sea, took the Jack family plane, and left.

Zhizhi froze on the spot, her eyes circled weakly in the gas mask, the haze was full of mist, everything in front of her seemed to be in the water, blurred and hard to distinguish.

The fog cleared as the helicopter disappeared.

Nangong Jue came out, saw her wearing a gas mask and staring ahead alone, and stood beside her without saying a word.

Zhizhi didn't take off his mask, held on to the railing, and whispered to each other: "You can sink, why did you deliberately miss?"

Nangong never said anything, just hummed.

Zhizhi grasped the cold railing with both hands, took off the mask on her head, turned her head and buried her in his arms, hugged his waist, bit her lips tightly and did not speak.

"Miss Song", he sighed slightly above his head, with a bit of impatient sadness, "I can indulge you in everything, but the only unbearable thing is you crying for him in my arms."

Zhizhi heard the words, got up and wanted to leave, but he put his arms around her shoulders, holding her against his chest so that she wouldn't move.

Zhizhi looked at him with a faint nasal voice, "What are you doing?"

"You cry," he said in a desolate tone, "I just endure it."

Song Xiaozhi's tears, which she had been holding back all this time, stopped in an instant. Her tears stained his shirt and bandages, but her fingertips were also tightly sunk into his fingertips, pinching out pale white crescent marks.

This smart iceberg man is actually very stupid.

She was sad because Nangong Mo lied to her.

She was crying because he clearly knew that it was Nangong Mo, but he deliberately shot the torpedo off the line just to take care of himself.

Knowing and sighing...

It's over, why do I feel that I owe this man more and more?

And the thing about desier, shouldn't it be clear now?

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