"Ranran, don't worry, think about it."

Mu Shiyan comforted Song Yiran patiently, his face was about to cramp. Song Yiran saw it clearly, but sighed in his heart and did not show it.

She seemed to be disappointed.

"Well, I will think about it carefully. It's also a relic given to me by Mommy, and the box needs to be opened. Since Mommy handed over the box to me, she will definitely give me the key. I must have thrown it somewhere, after all, I often threw things away before."

"Yes, think about it carefully, and you will always remember it."

Remember it quickly, it’s better to take out the keys directly so that I don’t have to worry about snatching the keys from you.

Mu Shiyan sneered in his heart, but a kind smile on his face.

"Uncle, let's go to Mommy's room first. I want to find out where the box is. I'll put it away first, so I'll forget it. If I find the key without a box, that's not funny."

"Okay, my uncle will accompany you."

Mu Shiyan's expression suddenly became stiff, and he was trying hard to compensate his face.

The box had been taken away by him long ago. At this moment, he accompanied Song Yiran to Mu Wanyue's yard and didn't even have a chance to leave. It was impossible to find time to find the box without anyone noticing and put it back. Song Yiran took him to find the box at this moment, wouldn't he notice something strange?

But Mu Shiyan obviously couldn't show it, and was worried that Song Yiran would notice something strange.

Song Yiran looked indifferent, focused all her attention on the box, and her face was full of urgency. It seemed that she had not noticed Mu Shiyan at all, but in fact she had seen all Mu Shiyan's reactions. The more she looked at him stiff, the greater the disappointment in her heart.

Is this still my uncle who loves me in my memory, kind and kind and kind?

Is it because she had a mistake in her childhood memory, or does she not understand him at all? A person can pretend for so long and deep enough to prove his terribleness.

If Mu Shiyan is really that kind of person, then whether Mu Zezhao's fate was caused by himself needs to be verified.

Very good, this is a garden.

A hint of shrewdness flashed in Song Xiaobao's eyes. While the people around him were not paying attention, he put his hand into his pants in a leisurely manner. When he stroked the box as small as his fingernails, Song Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief. His fingernails were clenched hard on the edge of the box, and it took him a while to open it.

There are three buttons on the side of the box, and the last button allows the box to emit a frequency that attracts insects.

After adjusting everything, Song Xiaobao began to wait for the time to escape.

"What's going on? Why are there so many flying insects?"

Someone in the bodyguard made a puzzled sound, and a buzzing sound could be heard in the air. It was densely packed and came from all directions, which sounded a little creepy.

"What the hell is this going on!"

Wei Zi's face was full of anger, and he looked at the bees, butterflies and other insects in the air with hatred. It seemed that someone was making a silent summon, and the bees were swooping, and then there was the first bodyguard to be attacked.

"Hiss! Are these fucking bees crazy? Why are they stinging people?"

"Fuck! My eyes."

"Damn it hurts so much. Get out of here, get out of here..."

In an instant, the surroundings were in chaos, and screams of anger kept coming. The buzzing sounds of insects, the yelling sounds of attacked bodyguards, and the sound of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of slapping sounds of s

"I deserve it."

Looking at Wei Zi, he said two words coldly. After Song Xiaobao said that, he turned around and left. He had to escape before these people could react.

If you don't inform your mother, you don't know what Mu Shiyan will do during this period. He must protect his mother and not let her be hurt. Being betrayed by a close and trusted relative is already painful enough, and she cannot let her mother be in danger again.

Song Xiaobao's lips were pursed tightly, and he quickly looked around for the best way to escape.

"Damn it, don't let that little guy run away."

Wei Zi roared angrily. The person closest to Song Xiaobao finally reacted and chased him.

The others didn't care about the bees. The most important thing at the moment was to quickly capture Song Xiaobao. Once he escaped, they would all be miserable.

The same hatred made these bodyguards temporarily ignore the harassment of the bees and ran towards Song Xiaobao one by one without hesitation.

They were one step late, and Song Xiaobao was smart again, and the path he took was suitable for his small body. He was traveling among the bushes without any pressure. This made Wei Zi and the others suffer not only to be chased by bees, but also to suffer the pain of scratching their arms and cheeks by branches.

"Hey, let's escape to the villa and we will be miserable."

Song Xiaobao is less than a hundred meters away from the villa at this moment. Once they enter, no matter how many people there are, they will not be able to find him in a scattered manner. There are too many corners there. If Song Xiaobao enters like a loach like water, it will be difficult to find him again.

"Oh shit!"

Wei Zi cursed in anger and suddenly took out the gun from his back.

"Boss, what are you planning to do? The boss can be explained, so you can't kill someone."

"Who the hell said I'm going to kill someone! If this continues, he will definitely run away. Let's run away. We have good results? Besides, I won't kill him."

Wei Zi's eyes were filled with coldness and cruelty. He said with disdain, and then pointed the black muzzle at Song Xiaobao.

He had already been holding his anger in his heart. After all, he was a mercenary leader. It was enough to be shouted by an old man with a turtle hair for money. Unexpectedly, he was stimulated by a little devil today. If he didn't do anything, how could he establish his authority in front of his hands?

Song Xiaobao had no idea that there was a gun behind him, and he was about to enter the villa, but Wei Zi suddenly aimed at his right leg and shot.

"Bang."

"ah!"

After all, Song Xiaobao is a six-year-old child. Even if he is smart, calm and sophisticated, he has never experienced any life or death. The severe pain of bullets penetrating his thighs is not something a six-year-old child can bear. He couldn't help but exhale the pain, and his little body softened and fell directly to the ground.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and pick up the person and leave quickly. Don't forget the boss's explanation to us. If there is a mistake, you will be killed."

"yes."

One of the bodyguards hurriedly ran over and hugged Song Xiaobao. His little face turned pale and his whole body was sweating because of pain. His little face was full of hatred, his eyes were cold, and he stared at the bodyguard holding him tightly.

At that moment, the bodyguard holding him actually felt a sense of fear.

He even almost let go of his hand and ran away.

"I won't let you go. I will definitely figure out the accounts today in the future!"

Song Xiaobao stared at the bodyguard holding him with sharp eyes, and said clearly word by word. Then, the darkness of the wireless Wuji attacked. Even though Song Xiaobao was unwilling to accept it, he could not resist the physiological master and eventually fell into a coma.

"Why are you still standing there? Take the person away quickly."

Wei Zi shouted coldly, and the bodyguard woke up as if he was dreaming, but when he looked at Song Xiaobao, his eyes became extremely strange, with unconcealed fear inside.

"How could there be gunshots?"

Song Yiran stopped and frowned suspiciously. She was about to arrive at Mu Wanyue's yard now, but there were clear gunshots coming from the northeast.

This is the Mu family. There are no outsiders except the Mu family and their own bodyguards. How could there be gunfire?

Mu Shiyan's heart skipped a beat. Of course he knew why there were gunfire, but he would not show it. Instead, he looked even more surprised than Song Yiran, and was extremely anxious: "How could there be gunfire? Is something wrong? Ranran, don't worry, no matter what happened, my uncle will protect you."

"Uncle, I'll go with you."

Song Yiran stood up with a serious look on his face and stood in front of Mu Shiyan. Song Xiaobao went out until now. Coupled with the gunshot just now, Song Yiran's heart suddenly began to feel uneasy.

Baby, you must not be in trouble.

Originally, according to Mu Shiyan's plan, Song Yiran saw with his own eyes that Song Xiaobao was kidnapped by someone else so that he could clearly distinguish his relationship. So Song Yiran took the initiative to go and see him, and Mu Shiyan certainly agreed very much.

However, he hesitated symbolically: "But if there is any danger..."

"Okay, stop talking, let's go quickly. Gong Ming, you can take Xiaomeng back first and take good care of her."

"good."

The matter was urgent, so Gong Ming didn't ask so much. He agreed immediately, and then walked back with Song Xiaomeng who was unknown.

Song Yiran's face was full of anxiety. No matter what Mu Shiyan ran to the direction where the gunfire came.

"Ranran, don't worry, there will be no trouble."

Mu Shiyan was in a silence behind, took out his cell phone where Song Yiran could not see, and quickly edited a text message with only numbers to notify Wei Zi.

Immediately afterwards, gunfire kept coming.

Song Yiran's expression became even more ugly. She didn't care about Mu Shiyan behind her, and she had a gloomy face and rushed to the direction where the gunshots were heard as quickly as possible.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Her baby is still in danger, waiting for her to bring him back.

Song Yiran desperately warned herself to calm down, but her heart was surrounded by huge panic. She didn't dare to think too much, afraid that she would collapse and could not bear it.

I don’t know how long I chased me, but I finally saw the figure in front of me. Song Yiran’s face was sharp and his eyes were filled with shocking murderous aura. She didn’t see Song Xiaobao, but only saw that the bodyguards of the Mu family were divided into two factions and fought together.

"Ranran, be careful!"

Mu Shiyan shouted anxiously, reminding Song Yiran. But she seemed to have not heard it, staring at the confrontation between the two parties.

He rushed forward regardless of the situation, not afraid of bullets. Song Yiran caught someone, as if he had instantly transformed into a god of death, staring at him coldly: "Have you seen Song Xiaobao, where is he?"

The man was startled, and the huge pressure made his brain instantly, unable to say a word.

"Say, where is Song Xiaobao?"

Song Yiran's voice became even colder, as if it was coming from hell. With the aura of threat and death, it was constantly oppressing. The man's face was pale and he spoke subconsciously.

"I was taken away by Wei Zi."
Chapter completed!