Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 375 Her fists and feet came from R country

Without waiting for Ning Yao's reply, Wen Tingye walked straight to An Qiulu's side, exuding a terrifying chill from head to toe.

Bathed in the surrounding light, the man slowly pulled a sharp dagger from his calf. The blade reflected a chilling light. Wen Tingye casually tossed the knife to the nearest subordinate, raised his slender index finger, and lightly wiped his lips with a wicked gesture.

The moment the knife fell, a woman's scream rang out as his subordinate's arm muscles twitched...

Before Ning Yao could even see what was happening, her eyes were completely covered by a warm hand.

There was only that one heart-wrenching sound in my ear, followed by muffled sobbing and panting.

The man, who was bound hand and foot on the ground, was instantly splattered with blood and was so frightened that he wet his pants.

A foul odor, mixed with the smell of blood, lingered in the air for a long time.

The other mercenaries around them were already immune to the bloodshed.

They've seen far more than just tongues being cut off; they've also seen corpses torn to pieces.

Ning Yao frowned and raised her hand, her slender white fingers instantly grabbing the hand that was covering her eyes, gently pulling it away a couple of times.

"What did you do? Did you kill An Qiulu?"

"It just means she'll never be able to speak again, but she'll still be alive."

"Be a good girl and wait here for me to come back," Wen Tingye whispered in Ning Yao's ear.

After regaining her sight, Ning Yao saw that the man beside her had already walked quite a distance. She took a deep breath and lifted her leg to follow him.

The camouflage-clad mercenaries around her immediately stepped forward and raised their arms to block Ning Yao's path.

"Get out of my way!" Ning Yao glared at the two people blocking her way, her eyes icy cold.

"Miss Ning Yao, please don't make things difficult for us." The mercenary's tone was firm, showing no intention of backing down.

Ning Yao wouldn't stand a chance against such experienced mercenaries in a one-on-one fight, let alone with dozens of them here. If just one or two of them came up, Ning Yao would be helpless.

Trying to avoid their sight and find Wen Tingye is simply wishful thinking.

Ning Yao suddenly realized that Wen Tingye had his own plans from the beginning and had even excluded her.

You really underestimated Wen Tingye; he's an even better actor than Tang Xiaoge, the national film emperor.

"How many of your men are over there?" Ning Yao asked the blond, buzz-cut man who had just handed Wen Tingye the lady's pistol, her voice cool and aloof.

"We don't know, the officer didn't give any instructions." The blond man with a buzz cut was somewhat flattered that Ning Yao would take the initiative to speak to him.

Everyone who followed Wen Tingye knew Ning Yao.

Almost everyone in their organization had a copy of Ning Yao's photo and information. Wen Tingye did this so that everyone would recognize Ning Yao's identity.

Although Ning Yao did not hold a military rank in the organization, her status was higher than that of many mercenaries with military ranks, and none of Wen Tingye's subordinates dared to disrespect her.

Today is also the first time everyone has seen the legendary Commander's wife.

When Wen Tingye was there, none of them dared to look directly at Ning Yao, but they couldn't resist their curiosity.

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Tingye left, they started secretly observing Ning Yao.

This woman is indeed beautiful. I've never seen her in person before, but I thought she was beautiful just by looking at photos.

Now that I've seen her in person, I feel that Ning Yao is even more beautiful than in the photos; her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth are all perfect.

A tall, beautiful woman with delicate features; I wonder what Ning Yao ate to grow up to be so exquisite.

Everyone felt a sense of admiration, but no one said it to Ning Yao's face; their eyes, however, revealed a hint of envy.

"Do you really not know, or can't you tell me?" Ning Yao frowned, her voice turning even colder, calm and resolute.

Ning Yao is considered tall for a girl, but she looks petite among this group of burly men.

No one present expected that Ning Yao, such a slender woman, would have such an imposing presence, showing no fear whatsoever in the face of these men who had fought for years and were filled with murderous intent.

No wonder the commander likes her; she's exceptionally beautiful and capable.

"Miss Ning Yao, we really didn't know." The blond man with a buzz cut looked sincere, as if he wasn't lying.

"Has he always been so unreliable in his work? Isn't your mercenary organization supposed to be united and disciplined?" Ning Yao just wanted to pin Wen Tingye to the ground and beat him up.

"In most cases, rules and regulations about unity and discipline apply to us subordinates. Superiors don't need to explain things to us," the blond-haired man with a buzz cut continued in answering Ning Yao's question.

He didn't mean to criticize Ning Yao, but Ning Yao was speechless at his words.

What else is there for her to answer?

Great job, you guys are really Wen Tingye's good subordinates?

"Can I borrow your watch?" Ning Yao pointed to the watch on the blond man's short hair.

"Oh, okay." The blond buzz cut quickly took off his watch strap and wiped it vigorously on the corner of his clothes, afraid that sweat stains would get Ning Yao's hands dirty.

Girls love to be clean, especially pretty girls.

Ning Yao took the watch, her clear and bright eyes fixed on the hands on the round dial.

With less than twenty minutes left, what method does Wen Tingye have to rescue the person?

That's highly concentrated turpentine, and even if we were to make protective gear, we couldn't make that many pieces in such a short time.

Besides, there's the production time involved. They only discovered this at night, and even if Wen Tingye were a god, he couldn't possibly have made it in time.

"Would you like to take a break?" The blond man with a buzz cut took off his clothes and spread them on the grass, then straightened up, raised his hand, and scratched the back of his head with a dry laugh.

He would fidget nervously when he saw pretty girls, as if to relieve his tension.

Where can I sit now?

Her husband and father are both at the distant Simen base, their fates unknown!

Ning Yao shook her head at the blond-haired man with a buzz cut, her expression cold, her brows furrowed, and she kept looking down at the time.

A moment later, Ning Yao walked to a large rock to the side, jumped up in a few quick movements, and looked up at the Simen base not far away.

They were not far from the base, and there were no obstructions along the way; the solemn group of buildings could be seen at a glance.

The rock was quite tall, about the height of an adult.

Everyone watched as Ning Yao supported herself on the rock surface with one hand and climbed up with almost no effort, her movements graceful and nimble.

"Miss Ning Yao is really skilled. Do you think her kung fu was taught to her by our commander?"

"She must have had at least five or six years of experience in martial arts. The officer had never mentioned having a girlfriend like this before."

"That's true. If the officer really had something going on with someone, he would definitely make it public. He can't hide it, and he won't hide it."

"Then what school of thought does she belong to? That one-handed support posture she just did was clearly the standard posture we used in training."

"It does look a bit like Xing Ershu's training style to me. Could it be that Miss Ning Yao has connections with the Japanese mafia?"

"No wonder, the woman our commander likes must have an extraordinary background."

"I heard that Godfather Xing has a daughter, whom he just reunited with a few years ago. Could she be Miss Ning Yao?"