The Lucky Bag is Reborn with Space

Chapter 559: One more son (two chapters combined into one)

 They almost succeeded.

Countless headlights suddenly appeared about one kilometer away, exposing them instantly.

Song Moting pushed Jiang Xiaoxiao behind a big tree and threw himself in the opposite direction. When he landed, he rolled and drew his gun.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stood stiffly behind the tree, the sudden fear driving away their hope of being rescued.

While waiting, she closed her eyes, made fists with both hands, pressed the child in her arms hard, and listened attentively to see if there would be any noise coming from behind.

  She heard nothing, not really.

Being too quiet is also a fear.

Mu Chen appeared at the entrance of the alley, with a slight smile on his lips and a weapon in his hand.

 He walked slowly to the front of the woods, his pistol aimed at the tree where Jiang Xiaoxiao was hiding.

“This bullet can penetrate a ten centimeter thick steel plate. Are you sure you still want to resist?”

Song Moting immediately appeared at a right angle.

 But Muchen's weapon did not turn towards him, but continued to aim at Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"do not move."

Mu Chen said, Song Moting stopped.

 He knew that Muchen was not joking.

“You two, you didn’t say goodbye when you left.”

Mu Chen’s tone was brisk, but his eyes were cold.

"goodbye."

Song Moting said expressionlessly.

He dare not act rashly.

 “Throw away the gun.” Mu Chen said to Song Moting.

Song Moting let go and let the gun fall to the ground.

"You have failed to live up to my hospitality. If you were not caught by the guards, your trick would have succeeded. Who are you?"

 Song Moting shrugged.

 There is no point in denying it now.

"I've got what I want. I've got the virus samples in your laboratory, and I know everything you know."

 “You want to cut off your husband? Just for money?”

 The person who answered Mu Chen’s question was Song Moting.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a subtle change in Song Moting's face, and his eyes became cold and ruthless.

 “Someone with that kind of talent can make a fortune in a short time, and I need it.”

 “But that’s my thing, and you’re a thief.”

 “Don’t say it so harshly, I also put in my labor, who wouldn’t want to make a lot of money?”

 “So that’s what happened? Just for money?”

 “It’s always been like this.”

 “What about her?” Mu Chen nodded in Jiang Xiaoxiao’s direction.

 “I assume she is your accomplice?”

 “I always act alone.”

 “So she is?”

"She has nothing to do with this. I just need Dr. Jiang's talent, and I can make a lot of money."

Mu Chen turned the muzzle of the gun from Jiang Xiaoxiao to Song Moting in an instant, and his finger was already on the trigger.

 “Don’t take me for a fool.”

 He whispered.

Mufeng had already drawn his pistol and aimed it between his eyebrows.

“Perhaps those are the questions I should be asking.”

Mu Feng said coldly, "Throw away the gun. Stand with Mr. Shi."

 Both men were stunned.

Song Moting seemed to have stopped breathing and his face turned pale.

Mu Chen stared at him in surprise, and then began to laugh bitterly.

There was a loud bang in the distance, and then a series of explosions sounded one after another.

Mu Chen's face turned strangely pale, as if someone had pinched his throat.

 “The laboratory was destroyed,” he said gruffly.

 “Explosion, father is dead…”

 He slowly raised his head, fear in his eyes.

 “It’s you, right?”

Mufeng took a few deep breaths, and then said calmly, "I can't let you spread that virus."

"cannot…"

Mu Chen blinked rapidly, thinking he heard wrongly.

 But he didn't. Mufeng stood there with a calm expression.

 “You...you know what they are going to do?”

 “I am with them.”

Mu Chen felt as if the world had turned upside down, and what he thought was real was no longer real.

In that breathless yet clear moment, he understood.

“The so-called factory attack was also carried out by you behind the scenes. What on earth do you want to do?”

"Unfortunately, even if you destroy those, you can still copy all the research, so I have to take more drastic measures."

 “Dad died because of you!”

Mu Chen roared angrily and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the trigger.

 But Mufeng was faster, and his weapon was in his hand.

 He did not hesitate, pulled the trigger three times, shot Muchen twice in the chest and once in the head.

 His brother fell to the ground, blood staining the ground.

Mufeng's hands dropped to his sides, and a tear slid down his face.

 The events that were arranged from the beginning finally reached this point.

 He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes.

The road to **** was indeed paved with thorns. He just wanted to destroy the virus. He couldn't let his father actually spread the virus as planned.

Ziluo, his beautiful, brave, fragile Ziluo would not survive if he came into contact with that cold.

 Even if there is a vaccine, you will not be able to survive.

 He murdered his own brother.

His soul may be sent to **** for this, but destroying the virus and saving countless living beings, he thought, should be able to offset the merits and demerits, and he also saved Ziluo.

Ziluo was entrusted to him by his mother before she died.

 It is the continuation of mother’s life, and no one is more like her mother than Zi Luo.

Mu Feng walked up to the guards. Many people heard the gunshots and saw this scene, but no one spoke.

 They all looked uncertain.

　　A little at a loss, but also a little relieved.

Many people don't like Mu Shaocheng's tyranny, and now everything seems to be over.

 He glanced at several faces and said, "Mu Chen is dead. My father is also dead."

“I will take over all the work from now on. Please take good care of my brother. I will take him home and bury him next to my father.”

 The pale guard nodded.

 They all know what to do.

 They can become wind-movers, or they must die.

 They choose to live.

　　Someone whispered something to the others, and then they started to deal with Mu Chen's body.

Mufeng glanced at Ziluo in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, "When can I take my sister back? The deal between us has been completed."

 He did everything he had to do.

Song Moting glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao, "You should know that it's not finished yet."

 He is not cruel.

 There are no eternal secrets in this world.

The only person who knows Jiang Xiaoxiao's secret is Mu Feng.

Mufeng looked at Ziluo expressionlessly, "I will dismiss everyone, and when I take Ziluo back, I will give you an explanation."

 He understood that Song Moting was not Jiang Xiaoxiao. He knew how to make choices as a man.

As long as Zi Luo can live, he has been stained with too many sins.

 Then end it all with your own life.

 The sound of a car came in the darkness.

 The sound of messy footsteps, Mu Feng left silently.

 Jin Dachuan appeared behind them with people.

"You are finally back."

Song Moting went up to give him a hug. They hadn't seen each other for a month since the last time.

 Suddenly there is a feeling that things are different and people are different.

I only heard Song Moting calmly saying "everything is normal" as usual.

 Motor vehicles began to be vigilant and arranged to retreat.

 Then Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to his arms again.

She thought she didn't move, she just felt him pulling her into his safe embrace.

"I'm sorry," he murmured as he pulled her in.

 He stopped and opened the car door for her.

 “But I can’t risk your safety.”

With anger igniting in her heart, she lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him,

 “Where is your safety?”

She asked excitedly, "Have you ever thought about what I think when you do something like this? You think I don't notice and you put yourself between me and other people so that if someone shoots me, you Can it block the hole of the gun?"

 She punched him in the chest.

This surprised even herself, she had never hit anyone before.

 She hit him again, the pressure making her fists hurt.

“Damn, I want you to be healthy and whole! I want our kids to have a daddy, and I want more of your kids, so you gotta live, you hear me?”

 “I heard it,” Song Moting said lowly and calmly, grabbing her fists and pressing them against his chest to prevent them from moving.

“I care about myself as well. I know I have to do whatever is necessary to protect you and my son.”

She relaxed against him, her lips quivering as she held back her tears.

She is not a crybaby, but these days her whole nerves are about to collapse, and the tight rope is about to break.

She still didn't want to cry at him.

He had too much to deal with to turn around and face a crying wife.

Someone lifted Ziluo into the car. The little ball at Jiang Xiaoxiao’s feet hesitated and bit his lip.

Handling the corners of his clothes, lowering his head so that he couldn't see the boy's expression, Jiang Xiaoxiao was about to get in the car.

 Seeing that the little fat man had no place to move, he said, "Come on! Get in the car with mom."

　　wave.

The little fat man paused, stood there and whispered, "I can leave. You are fine now. You don't need me to play your son. I know I should leave, but can you put me on the road in the city?" I won't disturb you."

The voice was small and a little unnatural.

Trying hard to straighten his spine and pretend that he doesn't care.

 He knew he was going to be abandoned, every time. This is not the first time. These adults are like this. After taking advantage of others, he immediately becomes a burden.

He told himself not to be sad, since he was used to it anyway. Although this time, he could enjoy the warmth and security of being cared for like a son, but after all, he was not their biological son.

He has his own biological son. If it were not for his biological son, how could he appear here? He is just a substitute.

Now finish what he should do and leave honestly. At least let him have a full meal.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and shook his head, holding his little hand, "Get in the car, you haven't told me what your name is yet? Now that you are my son, you will be my son from now on. Anyway, you have no parents, so just let me do it." Be your mother.”

 Pick up the little fat man and put him on the seat.

The little fat man raised his little face slightly arrogantly. He tried hard to suppress the emotions that he wanted to collapse, and said with a straight face, "My name is Xiao Dou Ya'er. Do you really want to be my mother? If you become my mother, you have to be my mother for the rest of your life. Yes, you adults love to talk what you mean.”

The look on his face was like he didn't care who became his mother.

In fact, I was very nervous. My eyes were fixed on Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression, for fear that Jiang Xiaoxiao would suddenly change his mind.

Jiang Xiaoxiao touched his head and said, "You are so chubby, you don't look like a little bean sprout. I'll change your name to Little Baozi from now on. I think it's better to call you Baozi than a bean sprout. Look at how you look. How can you still be called a little bean sprout when you are so fat?”

Xiao Douya looked at himself. Indeed, in order to act as a substitute for others, the man had eaten a lot of good things for himself.

And the result of his open belly eating was that he became this chubby shape.

Let’s just say steamed buns. Steamed buns are better than bean sprouts. He likes to eat big meat buns the most. It’s good to call them steamed buns.

 But the woman in front of me has never told herself whether she will be her mother for the rest of her life?

 He knew that these adults were very good at lying.

 “I don’t want you to be my mother! You are not my real mother.”

 If he doesn’t want it, he won’t be sad. He doesn’t want a mother.

 What’s the use of having a mother?

In the name of loving themselves, those mothers always act like the best mothers in the world to outsiders, and are gentle and kind, but in private they are evil and black-hearted, denying them food and locking them up in a dark room. Some even beat him.

 He doesn’t want a mother.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled so loudly that Baozi was dissatisfied.

He glared at Jiang Xiaoxiao with accusing eyes.

 Song Moting gave him the back of his head for the rest of his life.

“Hey, boy, you actually learned to glare at your mother now! Let me tell you, as my son, you have rules and you have to respect your elders.”

Baozi glared at Song Moting with resentment, but he knew that this man was very powerful.

 Can't beat it myself.

 He saw with his own eyes how this man led them to escape. Faced with such a person, he knew that he could only give in.

snort! He will bully the child. When he grows up, he will be so strong that if he slaps himself on the back of the head today, he will slap him ten times in the future.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others got in the car.

arrive home.

Mrs. Song, who had received the news early, Mr. Song and Mr. Song were bringing rice dumplings, and Bai Yiyi had been standing at the door for a long time, and opened the door as soon as they heard any movement.

 Seeing the couple, the old man and the old woman burst into tears. How could they have imagined that their grandson almost narrowly escaped death this time.

Mr. Song looked at Song Moting with sharp eyes, and he felt relieved, as long as he was not hurt.

After getting in the car, Jiang Xiaoxiao gave Song Moting a little peach juice to drink. The minor injury on Song Moting's body had already healed.

"Come in, come in, you are suffering, come in quickly. Auntie has cooked a table of delicious dishes for you."

Mrs. Song quickly wiped away her tears.

 As people get older, they become more emotional.

Tangyuan threw herself into Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, her little body clinging tightly to Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms. A pair of chubby arms hugged Jiang Xiaoxiao's neck, and her white and tender face pressed against Jiang Xiaoxiao's cheek. .

 Soft, warm breath hit Jiang's small ears.

“Mom, Mom, where have you been? Tangyuan can’t be found when I look for you. You and dad are not here. Tangyuan misses you so much.”

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged him tightly and kissed his little face, making him giggle.

“Mom and dad also miss Tangyuan very much. They don’t just rush back as soon as they finish their work. Mom misses Tangyuan.”

 Mother and son were smiling with their foreheads pressed against each other.

The bun next to him was envious when he saw it. This was that mother's child, and he was the one who suffered on his behalf.

Jealousy made him furious.

Mrs. Song pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao to sit on the sofa and checked everything. Song Moting picked up some things that could be said and told the old lady.

Bai Yiyi hugged Jiang Xiaoxiao reluctantly. She could already understand what the adults said.

　Grandpa and grandma can't eat or sleep these days because something happened to the little sister and brother-in-law.

 She gets sad when she takes care of Tangyuan.

 When I lost my grandparents, I was already five years old, but Tang Yuan was only two years old, so he might not remember his parents at all.

 This would be the most tragic thing in the world.

Now that her sister has been lost and found, she is a little worried.

 I'm afraid that my sister and brother-in-law will do something again.

 The world of adults is very complicated. How come my sister and brother-in-law meet so many bad people?

Bai Yiyi decided to become stronger in order to protect her sister and Tangyuan.

 (End of this chapter)