in2ebook Chapter 509: Mo Family Shield: The Power of Protecting Warmth
Chapter 509: Mo Family Shield: The Power of Protecting Warmth
Chapter 509: Mo Family Shield: The Power of Protecting Warmth
The Mo family mansion was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.
The servants walked hurriedly, not daring to breathe, and the air was filled with an oppressive feeling of impending storm.
Mo Han's face was terribly gloomy, and there was a cold light flashing in his deep eyes.
"Master, the other party's origins are unknown and their actions are secretive. We haven't found out their specific identities yet." The man in black lowered his head, his tone respectful but with a hint of solemnity.
"Keep investigating! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must dig them out for me!" Mo Han said in a cold tone, and slammed his fist on the mahogany table, making a muffled sound.
Wen Nuan stood quietly beside him, her slender fingers gently stroking the back of his hand, silently comforting him.
Mo Han grabbed her hand with his backhand, so hard that it seemed as if he could crush her bones.
"Don't worry, I won't let them hurt you." His voice was low and firm, with unquestionable dominance.
Almost at the same time, several of the Mo family's businesses in the west of the city were attacked one after another.
First, a fire of unknown cause broke out in the logistics warehouse, and then one of its hotels was maliciously reported for hygiene issues and was forced to suspend operations for rectification.
Although the loss was not large, the provocative implication was very obvious.
"They are testing us, testing our bottom line." Mo Han looked at the report in his hand, his eyes as cold as ten thousand years of ice.
"It seems they won't cry until they see the coffin."
Wen Nuan looked at Mo Han's tense profile, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
This man always protected her so well, making her feel unprecedented sense of security.
She knew that Mo Han was not only her husband, but also her most solid support.
It was late at night and the Mo family mansion was brightly lit.
Wen Nuan stood in front of the window, looking at the flashing neon lights in the distance, but her heart was unusually calm.
She slowly raised her hand, and a faint golden light appeared in her palm.
This power, which once frightened her, now filled her with confidence.
"I won't let them succeed." She murmured softly, her eyes firm and bright.
"I will protect myself, Mo Han, and our shared home."
Suddenly, she felt something strange, as if something was spying on her.
She turned around suddenly, her eyes piercing as she scanned everything around her.
The room was empty, with only the shadows of the trees outside the window swaying gently in the breeze.
"Come out!" Wen Nuan shouted sternly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.
However, the only response she received was dead silence.
At this moment, the light in her palm suddenly became even brighter, as if summoned by something, extending in one direction...
"found it……"
The golden light in the warm palm was like a spirit snake, winding through the wall, extending to the other end of the city, and finally stopping on an inconspicuous unfinished building.
There, there is a secret base of a mysterious force hidden.
"Found it." A gleam of light flashed in Wen Nuan's eyes, and she quickly told Mo Han the location.
Without any hesitation, Mo Han immediately mobilized the elite troops of the Mo family and divided them into three groups to launch a surprise attack on the stronghold discovered by Wen Nuan and several other suspected locations.
In the city at midnight, undercurrents surge.
The Mo family's well-trained warriors surrounded the unfinished building silently like cheetahs in the dark.
With Mo Han's order, the battle broke out instantly.
The sounds of gunfire, explosions, and shouts of killing intertwined together, breaking the tranquility of the night.
The mysterious force's counterattack was extremely fierce. They were obviously well prepared and sent out elite warriors.
These warriors were agile and coordinated well, which put a lot of pressure on the Mo family's warriors.
Mo Han led the charge and rushed to the front.
The dagger in his hand was like the scythe of death, taking a life with every swing.
He fought one against two with ease, and the fierce aura he exuded intimidated the enemies around him.
Seeing their master so brave, the Mo family members' morale was boosted and they fought even more bravely.
"The head of the family is mighty!" A young member of the Mo family shouted loudly, his voice full of admiration and worship.
During the fierce battle, a man in black suddenly rushed out from the side and attacked Mo Han from behind.
At the critical moment, a warm voice sounded in Mo Han's ears: "Be careful!"
Mo Han instinctively dodged sideways, and the black-clad man's dagger slashed past his arm, leaving a shallow blood mark.
Mo Han's eyes flashed, and he slapped the man in black away with his backhand.
He glanced at the rooftop in the distance, where a figure flashed by.
"Want to run?" Mo Han sneered. Just as he was about to chase after him, he suddenly felt a powerful energy wave coming from behind him.
He turned around suddenly and saw Wen Nuan standing on the edge of the roof, her hands raised high, her palms shining with golden light, illuminating the entire night sky...
"Mo Han, leave it to me next."
The golden light in the warm palm suddenly surged, turning into golden beams that shot into the night sky.
These beams are not offensive, but precisely interfere with the mysterious forces' communication equipment and energy supply.
The originally well-organized enemy instantly fell into chaos, communications were interrupted, weapons failed, and the formation began to collapse.
The Mo family warriors seized the opportunity and pursued the victory, and the originally stalemate situation was reversed in an instant.
Mo Han's eyes were sharp, and the dagger in his hand danced tightly and tightly. Every attack was clean and neat, without any delay.
In between battles, he looked up at the warmth on the rooftop.
The night wind blew her long hair, and the golden light enveloped her, like a goddess descending to the earth.
A hint of tenderness and pride flashed in Mo Han's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Wen Nuan felt Mo Han's gaze, looked down at him, and gave him a gentle smile in return.
This brief interaction gave each other great strength and encouragement.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the mysterious force cursed in his heart and ordered a retreat.
However, the Mo family had already laid a tight net, so how could they let them escape so easily?
The Mo family soldiers who came from all directions surrounded them, and a fierce street battle broke out.
The mysterious force fought and retreated, trying to break through.
But the Mo family's offensive was as continuous as the tide, leaving them no chance to breathe.
As time went on, the resistance of the mysterious forces became weaker and weaker, and in the end only a few stubborn leaders were left.
Mo Han approached the leader of the mysterious force step by step, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
A trace of blood trickled from the leader's mouth, his eyes filled with venom. "You...don't even think about it..."
Before he could finish his words, a black shadow flew over from a distance and headed straight for Mo Han!
"Mo Han!" Wen Nuan exclaimed, and the golden light in her palm shone again...
"Too late." The black shadow let out a sinister laugh.
The black shadow was incredibly fast and arrived in front of Mo Han in the blink of an eye.
Mo Han reacted quickly and dodged the attack by moving sideways, but the black shadow was like a leech, chasing him relentlessly.
The black shadow held a strange dagger in his hand. The dagger emitted a faint cold light, and it was obvious that it was poisoned.
During the fierce battle, Mo Han gradually lost the upper hand.
The black shadow's moves are strange and unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against them.
Mo Han had several more wounds on his body. Although none of them were fatal, the poison was spreading rapidly.
Wen Nuan was extremely anxious when she saw this.
She wanted to help, but was worried that her strength would accidentally hurt Mo Han.
At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Mo Han.
"Master, I'm here to help you!" The person who came was the old butler of the Mo family, Uncle Fu.
Although Uncle Fu is old, he is extremely agile.
He held a cane in his hand. The cane looked ordinary, but it was actually a weapon with hidden secrets.
The appearance of Uncle Fu temporarily relieved Mo Han's pressure.
However, at this moment, shocking news came: Mo Han's sister, Mo Yu, was kidnapped!
Seeing that they were defeated head-on, the mysterious force resorted to despicable means.
They kidnapped Mo Yu to threaten the Mo family to hand over Wen Nuan.
The Mo family was suddenly caught in a dilemma.
Mo Yu is the apple of the Mo family's eye. If anything happens to her, the Mo family will suffer a huge blow.
But if you give up warmth, you will undoubtedly push warmth into the fire pit.
Mo Han's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists. He had never felt so powerless before.
Wen Nuan looked at Mo Han's painful expression and her heart was filled with worry.
But she knew now was not the time to be sad.
She must find a way to rescue Mo Yu and protect Mo Han.
"I have a plan..." Wen Nuan took a deep breath and said with a firm look in her eyes.
"What plan?" Mo Han and Uncle Fu asked in unison.
Wen Nuan leaned close to Mo Han's ear and whispered her plan.
After hearing this, Mo Han's expression became even more complicated.
"This is too dangerous..." Mo Han said worriedly.
"Believe me." His warm eyes were filled with determination. "This is the only way."
Wen Nuan turned to look at Uncle Fu, her tone calm and composed: "Uncle Fu, from now on, I'll leave it to you..."