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

Chapter 377 Miniature Explosion, Opening the Cell Door

Ning Yao overheard the gist of the conversation and knew that these people would be coming upstairs to find her soon.

She had no good feelings towards the people of the Simen, so naturally she wouldn't let them find her so easily.

Si Si and Guan Ying seem to be safe for now. Ning Yao pressed her back tightly against the cold wall, and only after everyone went upstairs did she turn and walk towards the prison cell.

Compared to the minor disturbance in the building just now, the situation in the prison was completely chaotic, with people constantly firing shots and running around.

Unable to brave the hail of bullets to rush into the prison, Ning Yao could only grab the microphone at her collar and speak, hoping Wen Tingye would give her some response.

Ning Yao leaned against the wall of the building next to the prison, constantly alert to her surroundings.

The technicians that Wen Tingye brought were squatting on the ground working on the wooden railing base of the cell where Si Longshen was being held.

The rest of the people protected the group of technicians inside and outside the prison, helping them clear out the gate guards who kept attacking.

Wen Tingye looked somewhat irritated. He didn't know what material the base of the prison bars was made of, but he couldn't cut it no matter what he tried.

Wen Tingye leaned closer to the window, his fingers rummaging in his pocket. With just a casual glance, he caught sight of a slender figure in the corner of the building next door.

The man's fingers stiffened slightly, but he quickly pulled out the miniature microphone from his pocket, the same one that matched Ning Yao's collar.

Ning Yao was focused on looking around and didn't notice that someone on the fourth floor of the prison was glancing out the window. Upon seeing her, their pupils contracted sharply.

After the sizzling sound from her collar, Ning Yao was surprised to find that the microphone seemed to be able to receive a signal.

"Wen Tingye, can you hear me?" Ning Yao whispered into the microphone, her brow furrowed with worry.

Just as Ning Yao was speaking, gunshots suddenly rang out all around her. Because they were so close, Ning Yao almost got ringing in her ears from the explosions.

Out of reflex, Ning Yao slightly bent her body and made a dodging motion.

"Who let you come here?" A deep voice suddenly came from the other end of the headset, tinged with a hint of irritation.

"How did you know?" Ning Yao was taken aback, then, as if sensing something, she looked towards the fourth floor of the prison across the street.

Sure enough, Wen Tingye was standing there.

He's tall, and when he leans out like this, almost half of his body is leaning out of the windowsill.

The moment Ning Yao saw Wen Tingye look at her, the microphone connected. How could she not understand?

Did he really think she was an innocent little rabbit who could be bullied? They promised to keep in touch in real time. She thought the lack of sound meant the equipment was broken, but it turns out this jerk cut off the signal.

"Didn't you say you'd talk to me in real time? There's been no sound from your end!" Ning Yao was also getting irritated, her face turning terrifyingly cold.

"Don't move, just wait there!" After saying this, Wen Tingye threw the microphone on the ground.

The man braced himself with one hand on the windowsill of the fourth floor, and without any safety measures, he suddenly tumbled down from the fourth floor.

Ning Yao watched as Wen Tingye jumped from the fourth floor, and her heart tightened.

The guards downstairs spotted Wen Tingye and immediately drew their guns to fire, shouting that they would have Wen Tingye arrested.

In the time it took for him to raise his gun and fire so quickly, Wen Tingye had only just landed and hadn't even straightened up yet; no one could have reacted in time.

Seeing that someone was about to ambush Wen Tingye, Ning Yao, in a moment of panic, suddenly raised the lady's pistol that Wen Tingye had given her.

The man had just raised his submachine gun when he was shot in the wrist. He cried out in pain and collapsed to his knees, no longer able to hold the gun.

Wen Tingye knocked down the guards who rushed to the scene after hearing the news. His movements were ruthless and precise, and he knocked them unconscious in a few blows.

After dealing with the guards, the man strode up to Ning Yao, staring intently at her, his chest heaving and he was slightly out of breath.

"It's dangerous here! Who let you come here?!"

"When I was halfway up the mountain, I saw a small area of ​​the Simen base explode. With such a huge commotion, how could I not come?"

Wen Tingye found technicians to solve the problem of the prison cell door. They couldn't saw it off no matter what they tried, so they used an explosive device.

If it weren't for the noise of the explosion, the guards at the Simen base wouldn't have been mobilized in full force.

"Is he alright?" Ning Yao looked at Wen Tingye and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that Wen Tingye was alright, Ning Yao felt much relieved, but that person was still in jail.

Wen Tingye said, "The miniature explosive device won't hurt him, but the explosion won't work. The people I brought are still trying to open the cell door."

"I can only come out for a short while. I'm going back to rescue people now. You stay outside!"

Time is running out. If they can't rescue the person soon, his men may not be able to escape unscathed either.

Wen Tingye couldn't leave them up there and run away alone.

“I’ll go with you.” Ning Yao said firmly, not giving Wen Tingye a chance to leave her behind.

The man imprisoned is her father; how can she let Wen Tingye take full responsibility?

By the time Wen Tingye realized what was happening, Ning Yao had already grabbed his hand. Ning Yao was in front, and he was behind, practically being half-dragged along.

The woman's hands were slender and soft, and she was gripping his fingers with all her might, her arm taut and straight.

Wen Tingye let Ning Yao pull him along, his heart softening, and slowly followed her upstairs.

Several technicians were still struggling with the prison gate when Wen Tingye appeared with Ning Yao. Some of them noticed him and glanced at him, their eyes filled with shock.

Is that President Wen? He was only gone for a short while, and he came back hand in hand with a woman.

Wen Tingye noticed the technicians' gazes, glanced at them coolly, and exuded an air of authority without anger.

The technicians quickly turned their attention back to the cell door, trying to break it down as soon as possible and rescue the prisoners inside.

Ning Yao's attention was focused on the people inside the cell door the whole time, and she didn't notice the gazes of these technicians.

The long-haired, disheveled man inside the cell was restless, especially after seeing Ning Yao appear; he became increasingly agitated.

The man was gesturing wildly, seemingly trying to say something, but his arms remained parallel to the ground as he waved them from side to side.

He was telling them to leave, urgently telling them to leave.

Looking at the people inside the prison cell, Ning Yao's previous anxiety seemed to vanish instantly, and her heart sank down.

"I will get you out of here," Ning Yao said, her eyes filled with determination as she looked at Si Longshen.

After speaking, Ning Yao looked at the wooden railing that had been sawed off. There was a support frame inside the railing, which looked like some kind of metal.

The metal is extremely hard and cannot be cut with tools, so it was placed horizontally in the cell, forming a barrier.

"What material is this? High-temperature resistant hard alloy?" Ning Yao is interested in design and has worked in architectural design for several years. In addition to private residences, she has designed many high-rise buildings, so she naturally knows about building materials and will look at materials in her spare time.

"Yes," the technician answered Ning Yao's question.

Indeed, this is a rare high-temperature resistant hard alloy material, and they have tried various methods.