Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of revenge

Chapter 632 I Was Cold-Blooded and Heartless Before
In the underground waterway, Mo Yunting smelled the stench, and dragged his heavy body to swim in the black and sticky sewage, his whole nerves were tense.

He was like an ant in a hot pot looking for the trace of Xiao Fuzi, thinking that Xiao Fuzi was wearing a small pink cotton suit in the morning and a light blue thick cloak outside, his eyes searched around, hoping to see To the trace of these two colors.

Two minutes later, he took off his coat and sweater irritably, and only wore a thin, wet, black-dyed long T. Without some clothes, his movements would be much more convenient.

Although this kind of weather is a bit cold, but because his nerves are tense and his brain is hot, it is not so cold.

He swam away one-third of the 90-meter-long underground waterway. He didn't find Xiao Fuzi, nor did he see Xiao Fuzi's clothes.

Leng Wuxin jumped down and pulled Lu Jinming a few times, only to find that he had no reaction at all.

Because Lu Jinming was tied to the boulder, he sank under the sewage all at once, and he spat out the wet cloth strip stuffed into his mouth, but as soon as the cloth strip was spit out by him, he gulped several mouthfuls of sewage , The smelly and sticky sewage made him almost suffocate, he couldn't swim up to get away from the sewage, the deadly feeling completely suffocated him, his eyes, mouth, nose and ears were filled with sticky and smelly sewage.

Leng Wuxin glanced behind him, there was water flowing over there, and it was the place where the water pipe was broken by Lu Jinming.

He hurriedly swam forward, and would be disgusted by the bad sewage after swimming. After eating a mouthful of sewage, he gave up swimming and stood up and ran forward.

At this moment, what he was most grateful for was that the underground waterway here was built relatively high, with a height of two meters, so he would not be allowed to bend over to walk.

After hurriedly searching for a while, Leng Wuxin shouted Mo Yunting's name to the front.

When Mo Yunting heard Leng Wuxin's shout, his whole body shook, and he wanted to run back to curse Leng Wuxin's kindness, but he stopped abruptly, looking forward for the figure of Xiao Fuzi, while returning to Leng Wuxin, "I'm in front! Not dead! Hurry up and follow!"

When Leng Wuxin heard Mo Yunting's voice, a few big stones in his heart fell down, and he stepped forward even faster.

He can't let Mo Yunting go through this alone, he can't give Lanshan no explanation, no matter whether he can find Xiao Fuzi today, he will do his best...

When he caught up with Mo Yunting, he was watching Mo Yunting bending over to dig something in the sewage, so he hurried over.

"Mo Yunting, what are you digging for?"

"Little Fuzi's cloak! Little Fuzi's cloak! It was crushed by a pile of rocks!"

Leng Wuxin looked at the location where Mo Yunting dug, and his heart missed half a beat.

He was worried that if the cloak was torn out of the sewage, it would be followed by a mess of dirty and soaked pussies...

"Mo Yunting, I'll help you." After Leng Wuxin finished speaking, he dived into the sewage, the bad taste and smell almost made him vomit, he closed his eyes and followed Mo Yunting to pull the cloak to the bottom for a while. Find, find the surrounding stones and dismantle them one by one.

Mo Yunting noticed Leng Wuxin's behavior, he was stunned for a second, and quickly tugged on the cloak, his thoughts were blank at this moment, he didn't dare to think about what was dug out at all, he only knew to pull the cloak out .

Leng Wuxin moved the stones under the sewage, and Mo Yunting pulled out the cloak. There was nothing else but the cloak. He was about to dive into the sewage just like Leng Wuxin to find it.

Leng Wuxin popped up, his face was covered with dark brown sewage, and his hair was drooping badly.

He spat out a mouthful of dirty water, "There's no need to go down to look for it, Xiao Fuzi is not down there, I turned over the rocks below."

"Where is that little Fuzi? Where is it? Now the sewage level is getting higher and higher."

"Mo Yunting, if Xiaofuzi is really...she will automatically float..."

Mo Yunting's eyes flashed, and all the light was extinguished.

"No! No! I will find her! Maybe, maybe she was hidden somewhere by Lu Jinming."

"This underground passage is just such a place. We walked all the way forward, testing the path under our feet. If there are stones, we will move them away."

Mo Yunting didn't make a sound, and hurried forward, continuing to search.

Leng Wuxin silently followed, fearing that Little Fuzi would suffer what he did to Lu Jinming.

Five minutes later, there were still two minutes left before Leng Wuxin explained to his subordinates. Leng Wuxin and Mo Yunting quickly and carefully searched the entire underground waterway, but they did not find Xiao Fuzi.

The two of them stood in front of the blockage, the sewage had reached their chins, and there was a stench under their nostrils.

Mo Yunting couldn't bear the mental torture, and covered his eyes with one hand, his voice trembling and whimpering, "Impossible, it's impossible for little Fuzi to have such a thing, she is so old! I said I will protect her well ..."

Leng Wuxin inhaled his nose, his nose was sore, his eye sockets were hot, the uncomfortable feeling made his breathing difficult.

He spoke with difficulty, "It's the best hope if you haven't found it yet."

There was a knocking sound from the wall in front of him, and Leng Wuxin took a step back with Mo Yunting in his arms.

"What do you have them doing?"

"Before I jumped in, I told the people above that I didn't see us coming out after 10 minutes, so I smashed the surrounding blockages, otherwise we would be locked up."

Mo Yunting looked at Leng Wuxin, and suddenly smiled, "Are you always so organized in your work? I won't go up if I can't find Xiao Fuzi. In order to prevent me from dying like this, you have thought about everything."

Leng Wuxin shook his head, "I used to be cold-blooded and ruthless. It's good that I didn't care about others. Now I have such a me. You should be lucky."

Mo Yunting was not talking, turned around and looked back, the cloak that he pulled up before was put on his shoulders, and after a while he quietly shed two tears, one tear in one eye.

Such a situation made him very frustrated. The little Fuzi was like his heart. The heart suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. This feeling was worse than killing him.

The blocked wall was smashed open, and a cold and unintentional bodyguard was holding a black ball in his hand. He couldn't see what it was, but his face was full of surprise.

"Young master, young master! We found it! We found Mr. Mo and Miss Dai's child!"

Hearing this, Mo Yunting turned around and rushed towards the bodyguard, Leng Wuxin got out of the way in the middle, seeing Mo Yunting weeping with joy and hugging the ball of black lacquer into his arms, his eyes couldn't help getting moist.

This kind of paternal love is really strange to him, but the picture of the majestic man crying is no stranger to him.

He remembered the scene of drinking too much that night and pressing Lan Shan on the front of the car, crying on her neck.

(End of this chapter)