Chapter 773

"Boss, am I going to turn on the host now?"

Put the disc-shaped items taken out from the space in front of the table. Zhang Xin raised his eyes and asked Mo Wen.

The so-called contact host is just two palm sized disc devices, with a height of about five centimeters. The material contained in it is not clear, but it is blank to describe that it is definitely not ordinary.

"Open it." looking at the black disc-shaped contact host on the table, Mo Wen said, "the hundred gods will definitely do it these two days. We have to get familiar with the contact information in advance."

Seeing that Mo Wen gave the order, Zhang Xin immediately nodded, stretched out his finger and gently clicked in the center of the disc. He saw a red light shining between his fingers. The intensity of the light quickly changed from bright to weak, and did not change until it became a small cluster of red dots.

"How does this thing work?" Qin Huai was curious as he stared at the gadget in Zhang Xin's hand.

When blank handed this good thing to Zhang Xin, he was not present, and Zhang Xin didn't take it out in the back. This is the first time he saw the contact host.

But Qinhuai seldom takes the initiative to talk to Zhang Xin, and Zhang Xin is not very willing to communicate with Qinhuai. He just looks at his fingertips and lowers his head. "There is a control button in the center. Press it and wait until the red light source turns green, it means that the host is started successfully."

"Why is it still red now?" Qin Huai simply lay down next to Zhang Xin and put his two arms on the table, like a primary school student who listened carefully.

"I don't know. It may take a while," Zhang Xin said.

After waiting for another two minutes, the color of the light source still didn't change. They looked at each other and simply continued to talk about the next arrangement.

"Boss, since you have decided to put hundreds of gods on the front bar, do we want to stay and help you?" Qin Huai put his chin on his arm, and his voice was a little vague.

"No, you go to siren as planned." Mervyn refused.

"But if the hundred gods want to do something to us, we can't follow them to the siren base. We may be wiped on the neck and fed wild dogs on the road." Qin Huai's impression of the hundred gods has dropped to the lowest point.

"Sirens will go sooner or later." seeing Qin Huai's unwillingness, Mo Wen smiled mildly and didn't seem to care. "If you go in advance, you can know more about sirens. Unlike us who came to country m this time, we have too little information."

Seeing the smile of Mo Wen, Qu Yaoyao's cold hair stood up. She looked at Qin Huai who wanted to say something, raised her arm and elbow and pounded his abdomen.

"Don't go too far!" Qu Yaoyao said in a vicious voice close to Qinhuai's ear, "what did the boss say? Just do it. Where did you get so much nonsense?"

"I'm just raising my opinion." Qin Huai was wronged.

Qu Yaoyao didn't want to smell the speech. He just smiled at him fiercely and said indifferently, "you just have a lot of broken things. Your mother is like a mother gun."

"..." he just made a little comment. Why is it so stupid? This is red. Naked slander!

Qin Huai stared at Qu Yaoyao and saw her proud looking at her teeth.

Fortunately, he also noticed that there was something wrong with Mo Wen's eyes. After all, Qu Yaoyao spent a long time with Mo Wen. At this time, there was no problem listening to her.

"I know." Qin Huai said, looking at Mo Wen at the same time. "Is that me, Qu Yaoyao and Qin Huai?"

"Yes." Mo Wen nodded.

Hearing the speech, Qin Huai completely had no opinion. As soon as he was about to nod down, he heard a soft voice behind the back of Mo Wen's chair, "wait a minute, Dad."

Hearing the voice was mo Xiaohuan's, the people in the room focused on her almost at the same time.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaohuan, who was "in the spotlight", was not shy. She took a few steps and stood on the cotton thread of Mo Wen and said seriously, "Dad, I also want to go to the siren."

"What are you going to do?" asked Mo Wen patiently to Mo Xiaohuan, a cheap child.

"I think the name siren is very familiar." Mo Xiaohuan said honestly, "I think I can think of something when I go there."

Smell speech Yu Lan and Mo Wen immediately looked at each other. They naturally want Mo Xiaohuan to think of the past. After all, no one likes to bury a hidden danger that may erupt anytime and anywhere around him.

"You go with them?" Mo Wen said, looking at Mo Xiaohuan's eyes dim.

"No." Mo Xiaohuan's dark eyes couldn't see half the luster, "I want my mother to go with me."

"You dream!" before Mo Wen said anything, Mo Xiaobing stood up and roared, staring at Mo Xiaohuan's eyes as if he were looking at an enemy.

"I won't hurt my mother." Mo Xiaohuan lowered her eyes and said wrongly in her voice, "I'm afraid I'm really as bad as Ellie and they said. If I remember the previous things, I won't do anything as long as my mother is there."

"Who knows if you will hurt your mother when you think of the past?" Mo Xiaobing stares at Mo Xiaohuan coldly. "You don't want to go to siren alone with your mother. I will never allow it."

"Not alone." seeing Mo Xiaobing aiming at himself, Mo Xiaohuan's eyes were a little more impatient, but her eyes were all black. Even if there was any special look, they had long been hidden in the dark pupils, "brother Qinhuai, they are also with us."

"If you want to do something, where can these people stop?" Mo Xiaobing mocked and refused to give in.

"Where can my strength threaten brother Qinhuai?" seeing Mo Xiaobing's pure white eyes staring at himself, Mo Xiaohuan stretched out his hand and pulled Yu Lan's sleeve, some wronged way.

Yu Lan looked at him and held his small hand, but he didn't want a sharp coolness to spread quickly along her gray skin and disappear in a moment.

Her eyes lit up slightly and felt that the coolness was somewhat familiar.

Mo Xiaobing was silent.

When Yu Lan looked at her, she found that she was just staring at Mo Xiaohuan, a look of acquiescence.

"Mo Xiaobing?" she couldn't help shouting.

"Mom?" Mo Xiaobing's staring eyes turned and looked at Yu Lan quickly. "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaobing didn't look like anything unusual, Yu Lan frowned and said, "it's just strange that you didn't make a sound just now."

"Mo Xiaohuan is right. I just don't think it's necessary to quarrel." Mo Xiaobing lightly explained. A pair of white eyes swaggered back to the chair after sweeping Mo Xiaohuan contemptuously, looking like nothing had happened.

Mo Xiaobing, who was still excited just now, has completely calmed down.