Rebirth: IHDSP 2

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  Hearing this, Ma Yongchun spread his hands, his face as heavy as water, and let Ma Zhixuan step forward to check without saying a word.

  Ma Zhixuan looked behind his brother and saw no one else but Ma Yongchun.

  He explained with an embarrassed look, "Brother, it's not that I don't trust you. Those people were very vigilant. They finally got rid of the garrison. Now they don't want to take any risks."

  Ma Yongchun stepped forward, as if he didn't want to listen at all at Ma Zhixuan's explanation and showed eagerness on his face, "Where is my son?"

  "Follow me, the child is doing very well, that is."

  As he spoke, Ma Zhixuan had already taken Ma Yongchun down from the top floor of the building and entered the cold , in the dark building.

  The entire building was buried and became a natural bunker. If the exact location was not given, the garrison would not be able to easily search for them.

  Ma Yongchun followed Ma Zhixuan and just went downstairs when he heard the heartbreaking cry of the baby and the scolding of a group of men.

  With a straight face, he urged Ma Zhixuan to go quickly. After walking a few floors in a hurry, he saw a group of men surrounding a fire.

  And Qin Jianqiang, who was only more than a month old, was placed alone on the cold ground in the distance.

  In the contemptuous eyes of all the killers, Ma Yongchun ran over and hugged his crying son on the ground distressedly.

  He turned his angry gaze to Ma Zhixuan.

  Ma Zhixuan had no idea, or even thought, that there was any big problem in leaving a premature baby who was just over a month old on the cold ground and letting the baby cry.

  "He will die. If you torture him like this, he will be tortured to death by you."

  Ma Yongchun was so angry that he could not speak. He held his son, who was only a little bigger than a rabbit, in his hands and watched his son cry hoarsely. .

  He felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

  Maybe even Ma Yongchun himself didn't expect that his first meeting with his son would be in such a situation.

  Without waiting for Ma Zhixuan to answer, Ma Yongchun noticed that the child's body temperature was wrong. He quickly opened his coat and wrapped Qin Jianqiang in his clothes. "This child has a fever. We have to send him back."

  However, Ma Yongchun's words still remained. Without a sound, the smile on the killer's face collapsed by the fire.

  Several killers stood up.

  Vasili sat behind several killers with a cold murderous intent on his face, "How many brothers did I have to die before I could get this child out? If you just say one word and send him back, do you think that the lives of my brothers were in vain?"

  Ma Yongchun, who was wrapping the child, moved his lips. He was smart and did not insist at this time, "Then at least get some medicine for my son. After all, what you want is the material warehouse .If my son dies, Qin Zhen will definitely not agree . It is impossible to give up the material warehouse again."

  Vasily narrowed his eyes full of danger. He raised his hand, and a box of adult expired ibuprofen fell at Ma Yongchun's feet.

  "Feed it to him and stop him from crying."

  Wasn't Vasili pitiful for the child? If this The child was not Qin Zhen's son. He had been trampled to pieces by Vasili long ago.

  How could inhumane people like them care about the life of a little baby?
 
 Ma Yongchun lowered his eyes and looked at the expired adult ibuprofen at his feet. His frown never relaxed.

  Vasily said sarcastically, "Don't give it to him ? This is how each of us came here. Is your son different?"

  Ma Yongchun, standing in the darkness and coldness, wanted to say, yes, his son is not like them. Killers are different.

  What's more, Ma Yongchun is different from these killers.

  "We have been receiving training in the organization since we can remember. To spend all our resources to rescue such a weak little thing is simply a huge waste of resources." Vasily said, slowly moving towards ManYongchun.

  Like a huge humanoid beast, the corners of his mouth were full of bloodthirsty sneers, "Ma Yongchun, speaking of you, the commander of the C City garrison, you are not good at it. How about you make a phone call and call Qin Zhen over alone?"

  "This is also your sincerity."