Chapter 730

Ruan Bai's gaze fell into the garden outside the window, where there were rose bushes in full bloom.

The undefeated beauty of the flowers is due to her careful conditioning and care. The petals are pure white, bright red, pink, and orange...

The colorful roses make this huge home present a large area of ​​warmth.

However, Mu Shaoling had to leave home for a few days.

Without him, this family will lose its backbone and warmth.

Ruan Bai lowered his brows, and when he looked up at Mu Shaoling with those gleaming eyes, he obviously gave people a feeling of gloom.

Mu Shaoling kissed her lips helplessly, and assured Ruan Bai once again: "I will come back safely, I will do what I said, if I can't do it, you can punish me however you want, okay?"

"Okay." Ruan Bai agreed, but her right eyelid kept beating, which made her a little uneasy.

She hugged Mu Shaoling forcefully, feeling sore and uncomfortable in her heart: "You must come back safely, otherwise, I will never forgive you!"

...

flight.

During the business trip to country M, Mu Shaoling sat in his seat and rested with his eyes closed.

But on Alcatraz Island, Mu Shao developed a keen intuition, which made him look sharply at a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man's back was straight, and he unconsciously took a forward step when he walked. The palms of his swinging back and forth were full of calluses, which were the calluses from long-term handling of guns.

That cocoon Mu Shaoling is more familiar than anyone else.

He groped the palm of his hand, the same callus he had left on the Demon Island.

The man touched the back intentionally or unintentionally, and a gun was accidentally exposed from the back collar.

Mu Shao could tell the model of the gun just by taking a look. It was a plastic rubber mini pistol, which was very camouflaged and could easily pass through the security check system of international flights. The pistol was made in Germany and had 3 rounds of ammunition.

Sitting not far from Young Master Mu was a man in casual clothes, touching his extremely thin lips with a glass of 92-year-old Lafite.

The scorpion tail on his arm suddenly disappeared in a flash.

Although he concealed it well, Mu Shaoling still saw it keenly.

The man raised his face like a knife, accurately counted the distance between the man and him, lowered his head, and silently counted the numbers.

The gangster's footsteps approached step by step.

3 steps, 2 steps, 1 step...

The man in casual clothes picked up two glasses of wine and touched them together: "Sir, would you like a drink?"

He leaned forward, pretending to accidentally spill a glass of wine on Mu Shaoling.

Mu Shaoling clinked glasses with him calmly, ready to go.

The man in the suit smiled evilly, and in the nick of time, the pistol was drawn.

In an instant, Mu Shaoling had already grabbed the long arm stretched out by the man in casual clothes, and threw it neatly over his shoulder, knocking the man in suit dizzy.

Lafite from 1992 was sprinkled on Mu Shaomi's white limited-edition suit, and the man's handsome face revealed a slight unhappiness.

A woman with a lipstick in one hand and a mini mirror in the other is touching up her makeup.

Suddenly, the plane shook violently, and her fingers flicked, and a red arc drew a deep mark on the right side of her white face.

With a shattering sound, the mirror fell into two halves on the ground.

At this time, a sinister voice came from the communication equipment in the cockpit: "Mu Shaoling, you'd better stay here and don't move around, I have already controlled the cockpit, just give up obediently!" Don't resist, otherwise, I don't mind destroying the whole plane!"

"Ah..." The woman let out a terrified scream, unable to believe that she had encountered a terrorist incident of hijacking.

There was a burst of screaming and crying in the cabin, and everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

An extraordinary old man clutched his chest, panting heavily, but still curled up in pain: "I'm having a heart attack, it's so uncomfortable, I need medicine..."

"Sir, you...your medicine..." The attendant who served the old man was facing the gun-wielding gangster, his hand was shaking while holding the heart-saving pill, and he dropped a bottle of medicine bottle on the ground with trembling hands.

The gangster who came out of the bathroom deliberately kicked the Jiuxin Pill under Mu Shao's feet.

This old man, Mr. Mu is still very impressed. I am afraid that there is no one in the stock market who does not know him, the stock god Buffy.

Bafil crawled forward on the ground with difficulty, trying to reach for his life-saving pill, shouting: "Drug, medicine, medicine..."

The books and drinks on the table were swept all over the floor by him.

Mu Shao raised his hands, and kicked the Jiuxin Pill with his right foot to Phil's arm.

This is a group of desperate mercenaries, and Mu Shaoling believes that they can do any cruel things.

Buffy'er picked up the medicine bottle with trembling hands, poured out a handful of heart-relief pills, covered his mouth with his hand, and swallowed it whole.

Taking a long breath of relief, Bafil finally saved his life.

Seeing Mu Shaoling, he couldn't help calming down his nervous mood: "Mr. Mu?"

Everyone is an insider, and Bafier naturally knows him. The T Group subsidiary has a lot of shares, which are controlled by Bafier.

Mu Shaoling didn't have time to answer his words, bang bang bang, a gunfight broke out in the cab.

Didi's alarm sounded on the plane, and more gunshots rang out continuously. At the critical moment, Young Master Mu picked up the broken lens on the ground, and cut off the neck veins of the three gangsters neatly.

The gangsters covered their necks and could not make a sound. They struggled feebly with their hands and fell powerlessly.

Mu Shaoling's movements were so fast that the people in the cabin couldn't even see how he made the move, and the three gangsters had already fallen.

The red flashing light is like a life-threatening talisman, and the sound of stinging and stinging drives people crazy.

Having trained on the terrorist island for two years, Mu Shao has experienced this scene and knows that there is a problem with the aircraft's power system.

There is still an hour until the explosion.

...

City A.

International Southern Airlines, Mir, lost contact, and the satellite signal could not detect the movement of the aircraft.

The plane lost signal while passing Changyi Mountain.

In the evening news, a quick news was temporarily inserted. The international flight Mir lost contact while passing Changyi Mountain. Among the list of lost flights was Mu Shaoling, the richest man in Asia, and Buffel, the world's stock god...

Ruan Bai sat by the TV, his eyes went dark, he almost fainted, he couldn't believe what he saw and heard.

Something happened to Shaoling?

Taotao took Ma Ma's hand and said coquettishly: "Ma Ma, I want papa, I want papa, where is papa, I miss him, I haven't seen him for several days, I miss him."

Although the little guy usually likes to fight against Mu Shaoling, he still admires his father very much in his heart.

Ruan Bai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be strong, he couldn't let the child see Ma Ma's cowardly side, and comforted him softly: "Have you forgotten? Papa is on a business trip, and when he comes back, he will bring the most interesting things to Taotao." toys..."

There was a choked cry in her smile.

Ruan Bai hurriedly ran to the bathroom, afraid that he would lose control of his emotions.

Before the bed.

The sound of the infusion was ticking, and Mr. Ruan was still very weak. He was talking to Ruan Bai about what happened when she was a child.

Ruan Bai pretended to be nonchalant, but his eyes were filled with tears, and he tried hard not to let them flow down.

Shaoling, you must return safely this time, otherwise, I will never forgive you in this life!

[I'm Dui Dui, the novel has been made into a radio drama, you can listen to it by following the account Yaochi on WeChat]