Upon hearing Seo Fei's name, Leng Zimo's eyes turned cold. His right hand reached out, snatching the gun from a nearby soldier.
"Zimo, calm down!" Huangfu Ao hurriedly grabbed him, pulling Leng Zimo aside.
"Let go of me!" Leng Zimo pushed Huangfu Ao away.
Leng Zirui rushed over, grabbing his arm, "Brother, I understand your feelings, but right now, it's possible that Tang Ming doesn't know Mo Mo's identity. If he sees you, he might act out desperately!"
Leng Zimo suppressed his anger forcefully, "What are you planning to do?"
"First, we'll try to persuade Tang Ming to give up. If that doesn't work, we'll exchange hostages. At that time, I'll find a way to lure him into the sniper's firing range." Leng Zirui replied.
Leng Zimo nodded lightly, "I'll go with you to exchange the hostages."
Leng Zimo had no hope that Tang Ming would give up.
"Brother!" Leng Zirui frowned, "Xiao Qian is still pregnant, you're taking too much risk."
Leng Zimo's voice rose, "Mo Mo is my son!"
