One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Because the car was in the way, Shuofeng couldn't read what the other party was saying.

When he saw the car leaving, he frowned, the license plate was half covered, he picked up the walkie-talkie, "Is Qingyu there?"

"Yes." Qing Yu's voice replied from the intercom.

"A Mercedes-Benz Unimog, the front part of the license plate number is p425, and the rear part is covered. I will follow now. Your car will come up to meet you. I still have to complete the task of the boss." Shuo Feng drove, slowly following in the black back of the off-road vehicle.

"Got it." Qing Yu replied.

Three minutes later, Shuo Feng saw Qing Yu's car driving out at the corner.

"I've already caught up, you go and complete the task." Qing Yu's voice came from the intercom.

Shuo Feng warned: "Apart from the driver, there are at least two people in the car, and they may have weapons on them. Be careful."

"Understood, don't worry." Qing Yu replied.

Shuofeng accelerated the accelerator and overtook the off-road vehicle, so as not to make them suspicious.

At the same time, he also paid attention to the signal position of the person following Nianmu. After a glance, Nianmu seemed to be returning to the hotel.

Shuofeng then drove to the hotel.

...

In a Chinese restaurant.

Mu Shaoling was having dinner with his subordinates, he was silent, the private room was still silent, no one dared to say a word.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Mu Shaoling picked it up and found that it was a new email. He has the habit of checking emails in time, so he clicked on the email.

At the same time, Dong Zijun's cell phone vibrated, he took it out, glanced at Mu Shaoling, and then clicked on the phone screen.

The moment Dong Zijun saw the email, he couldn't calm down, and immediately handed the phone to Mu Shaoling, "Boss!"

Mu Shaoling glanced at his phone, it was the page of the mailbox, and the content was roughly the same as what he had received.

He handed his mobile phone screen to Dong Zijun.

"This..." Dong Zijun was stunned. His email told him that there was an organization collecting money to handle affairs and wanted to get rid of Mu Shaoling.

As for Mu Shaoling's text message, he was told directly that someone from an organization would be sent to assassinate him.

Compared with Dong Zijun's shock, Mu Shaoling was very calm, but no matter whether this email was a prank or not, he must pay attention to it.

After all, this is Russia, and people from Terror Island are active.

As for Terror Island, he had a grudge against him. Once he led a team of people to blow up their former organization, controlled the relevant people and locked them in the most severe prison forever.

Therefore, no matter who the mastermind of Terrorist Island is now, they must have hatred for him.

Otherwise, he would not have sent a fake Ruan Bai to his side.

Mu Shaoling glanced at the dining table, the others had almost eaten.

Seeing the two of them like this, especially Dong Zijun's restlessness, Lawyer Zhang asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, what's wrong?"

"Are you full?" Mu Shaoling did not answer Lawyer Zhang's question.

"Boss, I'm full." The other staff said.

Mu Shaoling looked at Lawyer Zhang and said, "Zhang Lv, you should take them back first. If you have nothing to do tonight, go to bed early and go to Manle to sign a contract in good spirits tomorrow."

Lawyer Zhang obeyed his arrangement, stood up and said, "Okay, Mr. Mu."

The other employees also stood up, and the boss told them to leave, even if they were not full, they had to leave.

Several people left the private room, only Dong Zijun and Mu Shaoling were left.

"Boss, do you think this is a prank?" Dong Zijun asked, but he didn't dare to take the risk.

In Russia, it was not as easy for them to mobilize manpower to protect Mu Shaoling's safety as they did in China.

"If it's a prank, there's no need to send two copies. One is enough for me to pay attention." Mu Shaoling picked up the phone, and what he was thinking about was not who was going to assassinate him, but who notified him.

He called Ray first.

When the phone was connected, he said shortly: "Ray, someone is going to assassinate me."

Dong Zijun listened beside him, and glanced at the email again, what if someone was playing a prank? But the intuition of my boss...

He stopped talking.

"Who is it?" Ray asked, frowning.

He was still interrogating the infiltrator about the terrorist island, and Mu Shaoling said that someone was going to assassinate him.

"I don't know, I need your help." Mu Shaoling said.

"Where are you now, I'll send someone there." Lei said without saying a word, wanting to help him.

Mu Shaoling gave him his address.

"You wait, I'll let Hans take people there now." Ray said.

"Yeah." Mu Shaoling ended the call, and sent another message to Song Beixi, asking him to log in to his mailbox to find out who sent him the email and what the IP address was.

After finishing everything, he sat there with no intention of leaving, as if what he was about to encounter was not an assassination, but waiting for the food to be served.

"Did you bring my checkbook?" Mu Shaoling asked.

"Yes, boss." Dong Zijun took out his checkbook from his briefcase.

Mu Shaoling wrote a series of numbers on the check.

"Boss, you are..." Dong Zijun was puzzled.

"The boss who gave it to this restaurant said that I want to book this restaurant and let everyone outside leave, and no one else can be left here." Mu Shaoling said.

He didn't intend to go back to the hotel and wait.

After all, at this distance on the street, it is easy to become a target.

Aren't those people going to deal with him? Then let them come here. Although his legs and feet are not convenient here, it is easier to hide.

Therefore, this restaurant cannot leave other people, so as not to suffer innocent victims.

Dong Zijun understood what he meant, picked up the check and walked out.

The boss is a compatriot, and there are not many people dining in the restaurant at the moment. When Dong Zijun took the check and told him that he wanted to book the place and let everyone leave, he immediately agreed.

After subsidizing some tables of diners, the boss confirmed with Dong Zijun, "Sir, do you really not need to keep any waiters?"

"No need." Dong Zijun shook his head, "Hurry up and leave."

"Okay, sir." The restaurant owner left with the staff.

In the entire Chinese restaurant, only Mu Shaoling and Dong Zijun were left.

Dong Zijun returned to the private room and replied: "Boss, other staff in the restaurant have already left, and I closed the door too."

"En." Mu Shaoling manipulated the wheelchair, facing the door of the private room.

"Boss, do you want to notify Shuofeng and the others?" Dong Zijun asked again, after all, he didn't know when Lei's men would arrive.

In normal times, even without weapons, they can still delay each other for a while, after all, their skills are there.

But now, Mu Shaoling's legs and feet are inconvenient, and he relies on a wheelchair, so the goal is too big.

If you just jump to avoid it, it is impossible to be flexible.

"Shuo Feng and Qing Yu are not at the hotel." Mu Shaoling said.

"Huh?" Dong Zijun was surprised.

"Nianmu is not at the hotel." Mu Shaoling said, as long as Nianmu went out, they would follow quietly.