Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Inside the black SUV.    

Ding Mo stopped breathing when he saw this.    

Until now, he still hadn't seen the 'Xuan Ying' that Ye Lingyuan had mentioned.    

Where was he?    

Why didn't his people notice it?    

Once the trigger in Xuan Ming's hand sounded, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

"Third Young Master?!"    

He couldn't help but turn his head and show the phone to Ye Lingyuan.    

"Shh …"    

Ye Lingyuan put his index finger on his lips and made a gesture to calm him down.    

Ding Mo held his breath and did not dare to say another word.    

Ye Lingyuan took a cigarette out of the box and smoked, while the window rolled down a little.    

"Do you want one?"    

He tilted his head and asked Ding Mo.    

"I quit."    

"He quit smoking after following Lu Yiyao?"    

Ye Lingyuan raised his eyebrows and joked.    

Ding Mo pursed his lips and smiled.    

"Ding Mo, do you still want to return to 'Heavenly Eagle'?"    

Ye Lingyuan took a drag from the cigarette on his finger, and the scarlet fireworks immediately turned a lot brighter.    

"When the CEO returns, I'll return."    

Ding Mo answered without much thought.    

"You are quite devoted to him. I'm afraid he won't go back?! "    

Ye Lingyuan faced the window and exhaled some smoke. A faint smell of tobacco filled the air.    

"…"    

Ding Mo didn't say anything, which eased his nervous thoughts a little.    

"It's good if he doesn't go back. He has a wife and children now, so he has to be responsible for them …"    

Ye Lingyuan took a deep drag from his cigarette. After the smoke left his throat, he looked a little quiet and lonely.    

Ding Mo knew that he probably heard it and thought of the young master of Ye Family, Ye Chenyuan, who had sacrificed himself.    

"Third Young Master Ye …"    

"I'm fine."    

Ye Lingyuan flicked the ash off his cigarette. He glanced at him and the corner of his mouth curled up.    

The two of them did not say anything else.    

Ding Mo set his gaze back onto the screen.    

Inside the carriage.    

Xuan Ming pulled back the trigger with his index finger.    

Lu Yiyao's well-defined face was expressionless. His unfathomable black eyes were like a frozen pond, without a single trace of fear or hesitation.    

He looked at Xuan Ming like that, at the black muzzle of the gun.    

This kind of him made Xuan Ming a little scared.    

His hand shook slightly.    

He knew that once the trigger in his hand sounded, the three Wu steelers behind Lu Yiyao would shoot.    

The fishdeath net was broken.    

Do you want to do this?    

Was it worth it?    

He thought.    

The arrow was already on the bow, so he had no choice but to fire it.    

Even if he lost his life here today, he had to avenge his brothers who died five years ago.    

Using one's life in exchange for another.    

With Lu Yiyao to accompany him in death, his life was worth it.    

Xuan Ming's pretty face was getting more and more tense. The radiance in his eyes was piercing, and the light in his eyes was becoming more and more sinister.    

He wished that he could tear Lu Yiyao apart and rip him to shreds.    

No longer hesitating.    

His index finger tightened.    

0.01 seconds.    

The bullet was about to fly out.    

An almost invisible silver needle flew in from somewhere and stabbed into Xuan Ming's gun holding wrist.    

His wrist went numb for a moment, and the black muzzle of the gun went down as the trigger sounded.    

A hole appeared in the floor in front of him.    

Then …    

His wrist lost all of its strength and the silencer fell to the ground.    

The silver needles followed his veins and began to flow.    

The pain of having your bones disemboweled.    

Xuan Ming suddenly grabbed the wrist of his right hand, trying to stop the silver needles from flowing.    

But it was too late.    

Her pretty face twitched and her facial features changed.    

The tyrannical light looked at Lu Yiyao and grinned.    

The smile was cold, the white teeth terrifying.    

"Boss …"    

When the people of the 'Dark Night' saw this, they did not know what to do.    

"Kill him!"    

Xuan Ming looked at Lu Yiyao and howled while gritting his teeth with the last trace of his consciousness.    

"This …"    

Some people hesitated.    

"Shoot …"    

Seeing that they did not dare to attack, Xuan Ming became angry.    

"Yes …"    

The people of 'The Dark Night' all pointed their silencers at Lu Yiyao.    

In that instant.    

Countless silver needles flew in, a cold shadow flashed across Lu Yiyao's eyes, and the corner of his lips slightly curled up.    

The straight black eyelashes slightly blinked, and a faint smile appeared on his face.    

He could roughly guess who it was that had helped him.    

'You... '    

Xuan Ming grabbed his right wrist tightly and layers of shadows appeared in his line of sight.    

Within the overlapping images.    

All his men, like him, dropped their pistols to the floor and began to totter.    

Inside the carriage.    

With the exception of Lu Yiyao and the three Wu steelers behind him, all of them started to sway and cry.    

Bang.    

The window of a previously closed train was kicked open by someone, and a black shadow flew in.    

He was dressed in night clothes and had a silver mask on his face. His black hair shone with a cold light.    

"Xuan Ming, how dare you!"    

He had just steadied himself when he shouted at Xuan Ming.    

"You … "You …"    

When Xuan Ming heard this voice, he felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't be sure.    

"Xuan Ming, who am I? Don't you recognize me?"    

His questioning voice was extremely sharp.    

"You are Xuan... "Shadow …"    

Xuan Ming's vision became blurry, then sunk into the abyss of darkness.    

After saying this, he fell to the ground, unconscious.    

The rest of the Dark Night did the same.     2

"Director Lu, long time no see."    

Xuan Ying turned around and looked at Lu Yiyao. Although the face under the mask couldn't be seen, his pitch-black eyes were deep and deep, and looked somewhat similar to Lu Yiyao.    

"Xuan Ying, long time no see."    

Lu Yiyao lightly smiled and said.    

"Director Lu, after so many years, your courage is truly admirable."    

Xuan Ying didn't say a single word of flattery, but his words were filled with admiration and admiration.    

Lu Yiyao knew that he was saying that he was not afraid nor did he panic in the face of such a situation.    

"Because I know that you two are right beside me."    

Lu Yiyao narrowed his eyes, took his hand out of his pocket and stretched it out towards him.    

There weren't many people that could make him shake hands like this.    

Xuan Ying was one of them.    

Xuan Ying reached out his hand and shook it.    

The two large hands were tightly clasped together.    

The same distinct bones, strong and forceful.    

They let go and walked out of the carriage together.    

An urgent siren sounded.    

Soon, a large number of police officers ran over.    

Ding Mo stayed behind to help the police with the aftermath, while Ye Lingyuan left with Xuan Ying. Before leaving, he told Lu Yiyao.    

"Third Brother, my grandfather wants you to make a trip to Jingtai Villa tomorrow."    

"Alright."    

Lu Yiyao answered without hesitation.    

Light and shadow.    

The night was silent.    

Everything was calm again, as if the dangerous scene just now had never happened.    

It was already the second half of the night when Lu Yiyao returned to Yunjing Hospital.    

He pushed open the door to the ward and found that it was full of people.    

Lin Yanyan was brought to the Principal's resting room by Sister Zhou.    

"Boss …"    

Tang Yi was the first to notice him and hurriedly called out to him.    

"What's going on?"    

Lu Yiyao's face instantly darkened as he asked in a stern voice.    

"An Ge, she …"    

Tang Yi lowered his head and stuttered.