Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!

Chapter 917: Chapter 917 Uncle Moses (3)

He hasn’t rescued his child yet, how can he leave?

"Don’t worry, I’ll contact sir immediately." Jessica pulled out a wireless walkie-talkie from her body, "Sir, sir, this is Jessica, where are you?"

The walkie-talkie was full of static noise.

Huangfu Jue snatched the walkie-talkie, "Moses, where is my son?! I warn you, if you..."

"Daddy!"

Gan Tang’s voice emerged amidst the noise.

"Xiaotang!" Huangfu Jue’s voice immediately softened, yet remained anxious, "Tell daddy, where are you?!"

"We are... in a car... someone is chasing us..." The little guy’s voice was intermittent, becoming more and more faded, with more and more noise.

"Where are you? Xiaotang, answer me quickly!"

Huangfu Jue clutched the walkie-talkie, urgently pressing for answers.

"We... we are..."

The little guy’s voice grew quieter, more indistinct, and finally disappeared amidst the noise.

"Xiaotang, Xiaotang... Xiaotang... answer me..."

Jessica glanced sideways, noticing the man’s anxious expression, "It might be too far; that’s why there’s no signal."

"Xiaotang said they’re in a car; they must have already left the base." Will exclaimed urgently from the side.

Huangfu Jue glanced down at the fire-lit base below and tightened his grip on the wireless walkie-talkie.

"Turn around, chase toward the main gate!"

Jessica immediately maneuvered the aircraft to turn around, spiraling over the towering flames, heading toward the direction of the main gate.

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On the Gobi Desert, the night was as dark as ink.

Amidst the roar of engines, the swaying headlights suddenly rounded the mountain pass, piercing through the darkness.

The three pursuing cars behind also rushed out of the mountain pass, splitting into three paths to surround Moses’s car.

The drug was gradually taking effect, and Moses’s condition had improved somewhat; at least his breathing was no longer so labored.

Looking up at the rear-view mirror, he raised a hand to press down on the little one’s head and tucked himself in as well.

"Don’t move!"

Bang bang bang...

Bullets whistled, piercing through the car windows.

"Sit tight!"

Moses straightened up, reached for Paul’s dropped gun from the carpet, grasping the steering wheel with one hand and holding the handgun with the other.

"Xiaotang, listen to Uncle now, tuck your hands and feet inside, and hide in daddy’s bulletproof vest."

The little one didn’t know what he was doing but obediently complied, tucking his tiny hands and feet in. Huangfu Jue’s bulletproof vest was big enough, and even when the little one curled up, he was completely wrapped inside.

Turning his face, he looked at Gan Tang, who was nestled in the bulletproof vest with only a pair of eyes visible, and Moses gave him a smile.

"Great! In a moment, Uncle will make a sharp turn. Make sure you hold onto the seat belt, protect yourself, and don’t be afraid. Uncle will be with you all the time, Uncle promises."

"Okay!" The little one responded from within the bulletproof vest, "Go, Uncle!"

The little one’s face was a bit pale, but there was not much panic in his eyes. Those dark eyes tinged with deep purple really resembled when they were little.

"You and your mom looked alike when you were little."

"Did Uncle see my mommy when she was little?"

"Of course." Moses glanced at the rear-view mirror, "I’ve known your mom since she was very young."

Timing it just right, he gripped the steering wheel with his left hand.

"Hold tight, Uncle’s going to turn!"