Domineering baby: I want this daddy

【247 I'll wait for you】

The man in the back seat of the plane lowered his face, his hair was scattered in front of his forehead, covering his face, so that Zhizhi who was far away could not see his face clearly, but for some reason, when he saw that figure, Three words flashed into my mind unconsciously...

Nangong Mo.

Is it Nangong Mo?

13 years, 13 years apart, Nangong Mo who has no news.

Nangong Mo, who used to do everything to protect and guard himself, and smiled warmly after calling out to know his wife, but his eyes were eager to respond like a child...

After the British World War I, Nangong Mo, who disappeared after a brief phone call...

Nangong Mo...

Nangong Mo.

If it wasn't for Nangong Mo, why would he be missing a right leg?

If it wasn't for Nangong Mo, how could he appear in An Yan's plane?

"Xiaozhi..."

Tang Shuang also saw the clue, put down the binoculars, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

But he found that Song Xiaozhi had already taken over Uncle Tang's driving seat, bit his thin lip, stepped on the rudder in a daze, tilted the fuselage, and changed the position of the wings.

"Miss Song, the models of those helicopters are unknown. I don't know if there is any danger. We can wait for the backup to come..."

Before Uncle Tang stopped his words, he heard a heavy hum from the fuselage, the throttle was pulled down sharply, and he flew down into a encircled flight path at the lower end of the front, rampaging.

"Uncle Tang, don't worry, she has a sense of proportion."

Tang Shuang said indifferently, with a calm expression on his face, he took out a pair of beauty guns from his waist with both hands, loaded them, leaned against the window, looked ahead and waited, making preparations.

Over the years, because Nangong Jue has restricted missions and meddling in transactions, most members of the Alliance and Nangong's family dare not resist this order, so no one dares to involve Miss Song in any missions related to danger.Only Tang Shuang can not buy into the leader's account, let Miss Song go his own way, go on missions with her, and protect her for the journey.

Over the years, the tacit understanding between the two battles has been seamless.

Breaking into the channel, Tang Shuang opened the window and fired quickly, taking the lead in destroying the aileron wing of the foreign aid hovering helicopter on the channel. Then Zhizhi followed suit, turned on the radar navigation, and flew to the rear of the Anyan helicopter for support.

"An Yan!" Zhizhi tried radar contact, "An Yan! Heard the answer! I am Xiao Zhi! An Yan! How did you get attacked, who was the other party, and the man in the back seat of you...isn't it... "

"lady……"

In the radar, An Yan's echo was interrupted. Although the speech was fast, the signal was unstable and intermittent. ...Xi...rescue..."

"Is it him!" Song Xiaozhi couldn't help trembling, grabbed the walkie-talkie and growled, "Is the person behind your seat Nangong Mo who has disappeared for many years?"

"he……"

boom--!

Before An Yan could finish his speech, an explosion rose up alone, which interrupted An Yan's words, and made Zhizhi wait a few meters back in the plane to avoid the smoke from the gunfire.

It turned out that the enemy plane came to support at some point, it circled silently and flew above, and dropped bombs at An Yan and her respectively.

Knowing that the fuselage is complete and the operation is mature, after retreating, he successfully avoided the blow; but Anyan's fuselage was severely damaged, not only the front axle wing was damaged, but even the propeller was damaged after continuous bombing. As a result, An Yan's ruined fuselage finally couldn't support it. After a huge earthquake and flames sprang up, he finally chased towards the sea area below without any control...

magnetic--!

There was a screeching sound in the radar, and all signals disappeared.

"shit!"

Xiao Zhi let out a low curse, raised his hand and pulled the rudder shaft regardless, quickly adjusted the direction, and chased after An Yan's falling fuselage——

pity.

It's too late!

When Anyan's helicopter crashed into the sea and exploded, fireballs and waves quickly ignited on the sea surface, covering the driver and the people in the back seat into the sea, and the wreckage of the fuselage fell towards the bottom of the sea...

At this moment, the sound of the spiral above the head intensified, and a cold wind blew up.

"It's black terror!"

Tang Shuang looked up, and calmly judged who it was. He clenched his hands and squinted at the dozen or so strange fighter jets hovering above his head. "It seems that we have gotten into trouble..."

"Miss Song—!"

Uncle Tang's urgent roar brought Tang Shuang back to her senses. She turned her head to look, her pupils constricted immediately, and she stood up, "I know it's dangerous!"

Song Xiaozhi, ignoring the rain of bullets, opened the door of the plane, and jumped in the direction where the Anyan plane exploded and the lame man fell——

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"Zhizhi's phone number?"

An Yi raised her eyebrows, and picked it up calmly.

But when he received the phone call and heard the other party's voice, his calm face quickly turned into shouting and shock, "What? Good! Send someone over immediately!"

After all, he hung up the phone with a serious expression and reported to the people behind him.

"It's Miss Tang, she and his wife, An Yan was attacked by black terror in the waters near Hokkaido, request, immediate support!"

Swish-!

Everyone stood neatly, and their expressions changed drastically!

Nangong Tou's complexion sank, and he ordered in a low voice, "White Cat, inform Mu Yiche, and send support first to keep them safe."

"Gray cat, locate, and order D city to prepare fighter jets within 10 minutes."

"Tang Sa, stay behind."

Nangong Tou spoke calmly and ordered one by one. When his eyes fell on Yan Xiaoyu on the sofa, his thin lips moved, and his tone softened, "Wait for me to come back."

"Oh, I see……"

Although half of the discussion was interrupted, Xiaoyu understood the urgency of the rescue. She muttered and said in a low voice, "Safe journey...I'll wait for you..."

She didn't say much.

His eyes were quiet, he raised his hand to stroke her head, and then led a group of people out of the Nangong Villa in strides.

Tang Sa looked at Xiaoyu who was patted on the head and was still sitting on the sofa looking like a shy daughter-in-law, and sighed silently in his heart——he thought, no matter whether it is good or bad to find out about Miss Yan's past life...at least, For Nangong Tou, the choices in this life are extremely difficult to change.

Nangong's family is genetically inherited, and has always recognized only one person in his life.

(Thanks to joyjoy118 for giving silent gold medals and gifts, dear princess who is always cold and proud, stupid woman, Lanxuan Mengnuo for giving silent gold medals, red envelopes and gifts, okay? It’s been too cold these two days, and I’m a little bit Calvin, Updates will be unstable, probably ranging from one to two updates, and try to keep updating silently. But this state will not last for too long. After the Calvin period, I will quickly restore at least [-] updates a day , and various supplements.)