At this time, Yan Mixin came back to her senses from Chu Qingxiao's ridicule. What was she doing? She knew clearly that this was acting, and it was also the wisest choice, because Jun Mo Nian had no power to restrain a chicken, and she

He is an agent and can escape at any time, but Jun Mo Nian is different.

Yan Mixin calmed down and gave Jun Zhiyuan a firm look,

Suddenly a kidnapper picked up Jun Mo Nian and threw him towards Jun Zhiyuan.

Fortunately, Jun Zhiyuan was very skilled, otherwise Jun Mo Nian would have been thrown to death. Jun Mo Nian fell steadily into Jun Zhiyuan's arms.

Chu Qingxiao said coldly: "You leave before I regret it."

Jun Zhiyuan hugged Jun Mo Nian, gave Yan Mixin a meaningful look, hugged Jun Mo Nian and walked towards the exit.

Jun Mo Nian started to struggle at this time: "Let me go, let me go, I want to be with Mommy, let me go."

"If I die, I will die with Mommy. Let go, I won't hate you."

Jun Zhiyuan sighed. His son even said he hated him. It was really sad.

Jun Zhiyuan hugged Jun Mo Nian and said coldly: "Don't argue. If you keep arguing, your mommy will really get into trouble. Trust me, daddy."

But Jun Mo Nian actually calmed down. Holding Jun Mo Nian in his arms, Jun Zhiyuan walked out and finally solved the kidnapper at the door.

He placed Jun Mo Nian in a safe position and said coldly: "Stand here, don't move, I'll go save mommy."

Only then did Jun Mo Nian come to his senses. It turned out that his daddy had not given up on mommy. Looking at Jun Zhiyuan's disappearing back, Jun Mo Nian whispered: "Daddy, we must save mommy."

",

Jun Zhiyuan's back stiffened. This was the first time his son called him daddy. Jun Zhiyuan did not hesitate and walked inside quickly and resolutely.

At this time, the factory was already in flames of war, and most of the people had been defeated by Yan Mixin and Ouyang Jun.

Without Jun Mo Nian's restraint, Ouyang Jun and Yan Mixin worked together to deal with these kidnappers.

Jun Zhiyuan didn't do anything to help. At this time, Chu Qingxiao was already lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, dying.

But at this moment, Chu Qingxiao didn't know where she got the strength, picked up the pistol, pointed it in the direction of Yan Mixin and fired.

"Snapped!",

A low muffled sound

The huge spinning force of the bullet, the sound of not entering the body,

"Silk!",
Chapter completed!