Chapter 4945: Can’t you worry more about yourself?

The mercenary raised his head in surprise, "Someone is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the helicopter door opened and several safety ropes were thrown down——

The man's magnetic and sharp voice came from mid-air, "Come up quickly!"

It's Mo Nanjue!

The employees all stood up immediately, and the joy of being rescued suddenly surged up. No one wanted to be the one who was abandoned. In fact, they were all waiting with hope, waiting for him to come back.

Fortunately...he didn't lie to them, he really came back.

The mercenaries hurriedly picked up James, grabbed the safety rope, and climbed up one by one...

When everything was ready, the hatch was closed with a bang, Mo Nanjue turned the rudder, and the helicopter flew towards the other side——

…

Over the sea.

As soon as Fipa's Royal Army bomber flew in, it was immediately surrounded by the Mafia. Because there was no ammunition, all the bombers were captured within an hour and all the pilots were detained.

It was already dawning, seagulls were flying over the sea, and there was an atmosphere of tension in the tranquility.

At the beach, Mo Beiyan handed the envelope in his hand to the mafia leader, "This is the promised reward, you can check it immediately."

"Actually, there's no need to give us the money. Didn't your brother send us a batch of such high-end bombers?" The mafia leader laughed, obviously very satisfied, "I've been staring at the bombers in the palace for a long time, and I never had a chance to take action.

, this is exactly what I want, next time if anything happens, just ask, we will be brothers from now on!"

Mo Beiyan raised his lips and smiled, shook hands with him, and didn't say much. He would not be stupid enough to call these mafia people brothers, just on the surface.

"By the way, Young Master Yan, Young Master Jue hasn't come out of the palace yet?"

Mo Beiyan glanced at the messy palace not far away, "He said he would be back on his own, so he will probably be back soon."

Within ten minutes after he finished speaking, a man in black trotted over and said, "Young Master, there is a helicopter approaching... It seems to be the Young Master!"

came back?!

Mo Beiyan suddenly raised his eyes, ignored the mafia leader, turned around and walked quickly towards the place where the helicopter landed.

It was already early in the morning when Mo Nanjue got off the helicopter. Very thick fog enveloped the sea. He had not slept all night. His short dark hair was stained with blood, and some of his bangs hung slightly in front of his forehead, but they were not messy and highlighted his sharpness.

of beauty.

"Jue!" Mo Beiyan walked up to him and reached out to hold his shoulders, but his eyes suddenly darkened, "You were shot?"

Mo Nanjue squinted his eyes slightly, the cold wind blew across his handsome face, and his thin lips were a little pale, "It's okay, the bullet has been taken out."

The man in black behind him got a fox fur coat and was about to put it on him when Mo Beiyan stopped him, "Why is blood black?"

Only then did Mo Nanjue have time to look at his shoulder. He had been in danger all the time in the palace, so he had no time to care about it. The man looked sideways, and sure enough he saw a large area of ​​condensed black blood where the left shoulder was shot.

Mo Nanjue moved his hand and felt a sharp sting. He frowned, took the fox fur coat and put it on, "Go back first. How is Mo Yaochen?"

"They all arrived safely. Chen An is taking care of Chenchen. Don't worry, can't you worry more about yourself?" Mo Beiyan saw that he was in pain. He dared to fly a bomber to blow up the palace despite such a wound.

He is probably the only one in the world who can do this kind of thing, Mo Nanjue!
Chapter completed!