Chapter 1092

The nanny moved her body slowly, seeing so many guns pointed at her head, how could she not be afraid in her heart.

"Don't be afraid...we won't hurt you...as long as you bring the baby to us." Liancheng said to the nanny.

Wen Zehao's appearance was too frightening and cold, Liancheng was afraid of scaring the nanny.

"Okay, okay, okay..." The nanny said hello three times in a row, her voice trembling all the time.

"Wow, wow..." Mingming was still crying, crying very hard, very sad.

"Mingming, don't be afraid, uncle is here to rescue you home." Wen Zehao coaxed distressedly.

However, Mingming still cried very sadly.

"Wow, wow..." Mingming must have been frightened.

When the nanny slowly handed the child into Wen Zehao's hands, Wen Zehao picked up the child and heard "Di, di, di..."

Wen Zehao's heart tightened, his eyebrows frowned, and when he quickly searched for the crisp voice coming from Mingming, he found it soon.

"It's a time bomb." Wen Zehao's heart was lifted to his throat.

"Exit, all exit, all irrelevant people, all exit, bomb defuser, hurry up." Even at such a critical moment, Wen Zehao still kept his head clear, commanding and ordering.

"I'll stay." Liancheng said firmly.

"This is an order, there is no time, hurry up, withdraw." Wen Zehao yelled loudly.

Mingming was still crying, his little face was flushed from crying, and he was crying heartbreakingly: "Wow, wah..."

"Yes, retreat." Liancheng shouted loudly.

Soldiers are bound to obey orders, so Wen Zehao asked them to withdraw, and they had to withdraw, although they were unwilling.

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business, I don't know anything." The nanny knelt on the ground in fright, and begged for mercy.

At this time, Wen Zehao couldn't control the nanny anymore, it didn't matter who did it, the important thing was to save Mingming first.

"Take her away." It's not yet clear whether this matter is related to the nanny, so Wen Zehao doesn't want to kill innocent people.

"Let's go." Liancheng dragged the nanny who was kneeling on the ground, and quickly withdrew with his brother.

Here, there are only two bomb disposal specialists and Wen Zehao holding Mingming.

"It's only thirty seconds." Wen Zehao yelled loudly, his expression changed.

At this time, the bomb disposal specialist from the Special Forces came.

There are many elites in the special forces, like Wen Zehao's special forces are the most elite soldiers, they possess unique skills, and there are top masters in all walks of life.

"Ten, nine...eight..."

"red."

"green."

"Cut together."

At this moment, everyone almost held their breath.

"boom."

With a crisp sound, the thread was cut.

Wen Zehao and the bomb disposal specialist almost held their breath.

"Wow, wow..." Ming Ming's heart-piercing cry was still ringing.

They were all right, the bomb didn't go off.

Wen Zehao heaved a sigh of relief, dismantled all the bombs tied to Mingming's body, hugged him tightly in his arms, and coaxed: "Mingming is good, it's okay... Uncle will take you home. "

"You take Mingming and leave first, we'll end here." Liancheng said to Wen Zehao.

"Be careful." Wen Zehao came here this time mainly to rescue Mingming. Since Mingming has been rescued, he must take it back safely.

And Wen Zehao is Mingming's uncle, his own uncle, so it is most appropriate for Wen Zehao to take Mingming with him.

"You must be careful, I am waiting for you to come back." Wen Zehao yelled at them in a cold voice.

"Yes, Chief."

Just like that, Wen Zehao rushed out of the rain of gunfire with Mingming.

"Sniper, cover me." Wen Zehao said into the walkie-talkie.

"Received by the sniper." The sniper raised his vigilance, and still killed one by one.

Wen Zehao finally came out with Mingming in his arms.

"Wow, wow..." Ming Ming was still crying, still crying so heartbreakingly.

Wen Zehao held Mingming with one hand, and then drove the car with one hand.

"Mingming, don't cry, don't cry... Uncle took you home, okay?" Wen Zehao's heart was broken by Mingming's crying.

He didn't want to hear Mingming's cry again, his heart ached, especially his heartache.

However, Ming Ming seemed to be against Wen Zehao, crying, crying, crying...

Along the way, Mingming's heart-piercing crying sounded in Wen Zehao's ears.

Wen Zehao was also helpless, and didn't know how to coax children.

Leading troops to fight, he can do it, very good at it, but he can't do it at all to coax children. At this time, Wen Zehao thought of Yi Fengluo.

Every time Mingming cried a lot, Yi Fengluo could coax Mingming well and put him to sleep.

Wen Zehao remembered that Yi Fengluo seemed to be singing to Mingming.

Therefore, Wen Zehao also wanted to coax him, telling him not to cry, and singing to him.

However, after Wen Zehao sang two songs, Mingming still cried very sadly.

This made Wen Zehao at a loss, as if he had never been so frustrated before...

"Damn... you tell uncle, how about you not to cry? Tell uncle." Wen Zehao was helpless, really helpless.

Why is it so difficult to coax a child, how can I not cry...

It is harder than leading troops to fight.

Wen Zehao found that he would rather walk in the hail of bullets than coax the children. It was really terrifying. He kept crying and crying, crying and crying, and it didn't stop.

Slowly, Mingming's crying became a little quieter.

Slowly, Wen Zehao found that Ming Ming stopped crying and stopped.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Little guy, I finally stopped crying."｜

Wen Zehao looked at the time, it was already past five o'clock, past five in the morning.

The sky is getting dark.

Wen Zehao originally wanted to make a phone call to Yi Fengluo and Gu Chuxue, but think about it, at this time, Gu Chuxue should have been put to sleep by Yi Fengluo, so he didn't bother calling.

Gu Chuxue is Wen Zehao's younger sister, so Wen Zehao knows Gu Chuxue well.

Gu Chuxue must have just fallen asleep, maybe, if she fell asleep, she would not be sound asleep, so if Wen Zehao made a phone call, she would definitely wake Gu Chuxue up, Wen Zehao was reluctant to wake Gu Chuxue up, So, don't fight.

Finally, Wen Zehao sent a message to Yi Fengluo: Mingming is already by my side, I'm rushing back, it will take more than an hour.

As expected, Yi Fengluo didn't sleep all night, guarding Gu Chuxue and Mingming, she didn't dare to sleep for a moment, in fact, she couldn't sleep either.

Yi Fengluo heard the phone ringing, and quickly grabbed it to see that it was indeed a message from Wen Zehao.

To Yi Fengluo, this piece of information seemed to be the medicine to bring the dead back to life.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes: "Finally, I was rescued, Mingming, Mingming..."

Yi Fengluo glanced at the people around him, his eyebrows were tightly knit while sleeping, Yi Fengluo felt very distressed.

Yi Fengluo knew that if Gu Chuxue knew that Mingming was being brought back by Wen Zehao, she would be very happy.

However, Yi Fengluo was reluctant to wake up Gu Chuxue, really reluctant.

Gu Chuxue finally fell asleep, and if she wakes her up, she won't be able to sleep again, so she is reluctant.

Let her sleep on, sleep on.

Looking outside, the sky has slowly begun to light up.

If it takes more than an hour, then it should be there before seven o'clock.

Yi Fengluo originally wanted to wait quietly for Wen Zehao to come back with Mingming and his dearest son, but he still couldn't help calling Wen Zehao.

When Wen Zehao heard the phone ringing, he felt Ming Ming lying on his lap tremble, and then went back to sleep.

Must have been terrified.

"Hello..." Wen Zehao answered the phone and said softly.

"How is Mingming? Is he injured?" Yi Fengluo asked anxiously.

"No, Mingming is fine... I kept crying at the beginning, and I couldn't coax him well. Later, I was tired of crying, so I fell asleep, and now I'm sleeping on my lap. Don't worry, your son is yours My sweetheart is also my sweetheart. Your son's life is more important than yours, and your son's life is also more important than mine, so don't worry." Wen Zehao said with a smile.

How can you not laugh.

Rescuing Mingming, such a happy thing, how can you not laugh.

"Well, I believe you." Yi Fengluo believed everything Wen Zehao said.

"I found...you are quite powerful. I used to...always felt that our abilities are equal. Sometimes...my ability is a little stronger than yours. Of course, in business, I don't have you. Strong, but I am stronger than you when it comes to leading troops, so our abilities are equal, but...now, I find...you are actually better than me." Wen Zehao now I'm in a good mood.

"Huh? How do you say it?" Yi Fengluo was at a loss after hearing Wen Zehao's words.

"Just now, Mingming kept crying, and I kept coaxing him, but he just...crying, crying...it seemed to be the same whether I coaxed him or not...I remembered, usually, when Mingming cried , you will sing to him, as long as he hears you singing to coax him, he will stop crying. Just now, I also sang to her, but he is still crying...he is tired of crying, so he won’t cry. Cry, so, in this regard, you are still better than me, so... for now, you are still better than me." Wen Zehao is very sincere, willing to bow down.

"Oh? Really?" Yi Fengluo smiled.

Now that Mingming is fine, Yi Fengluo also breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm in a good mood.

"Yes." Wen Zehao said firmly.

"So?" Yi Fengluo knew that Wen Zehao, who was so strong, admitted that he was weaker than himself, and said it so sincerely. It must not simply admit that he was weaker than Yi Fengluo here, so, there must be another with reason.