With Cong Gang's eyesight, how could he not see that Feng Xinglang had 'intentionally' missed the shot that he fired at the river town!
Maybe Feng Xinglang just wanted to let He Tun know that he really knew how to shoot! He didn't care about biology at all!
That was why Cong Yi had said, "Don't be a coward again!"
Xing Lao Jiu had a sharp weapon in his hand, but the moment the Crown Prince of Xing was pushed towards him, he retracted it and switched to passively supporting Feng Xinglang's falling body.
Cong Gang took the opportunity to hold the little thing in his arms tightly and instantly disappeared into the darkness of the night.
"Go after them! Watch out for Fifteen! "
He Tun immediately gave the order.
He knew that Cong Gang didn't have a means of transportation, and he was carrying a six-year-old child. He wouldn't be able to walk far or fast.
"Don't chase him!"
Feng Xinglang raised his spear and blocked Xing Laojiu's path.
"Ah Lang! Cong Gang took away your own son! He's kidnapping Fifteen! "
He Tun did not understand Feng Xinglang's actions.
"Cong Gang is my man! I asked him to take Nuo Nuo away! "
Feng Xinglang quickly retreated. "All of you, stand still! Bassoon, go and drive! "
"Ah Lang, have you lost your mind? Cong Gang was the mastermind behind Fifteen's kidnapping! You'd rather believe an outsider than me, your father? I'm Fifteen's grandfather! "
He Tun's enmity towards Cong Gang was deeply rooted. In his opinion, Cong Gang must be planning some kind of conspiracy to take away his grandson, Shawu. As mentioned before, Hetun had to choose between his own son and his own grandson.
Cong Gang taking Lin Nuo away first, this move was indeed brilliant.
Firstly, he could resolve the situation of Feng Xinglang, his father, and Bassoon being trapped. Secondly, he could fulfill Feng Xinglang's wish of bringing his son away from Fort Pater. Thirdly, he could incite conflict between the father and son of River Village. At the very least, he could allow Feng Xinglang, who had regained his freedom, to do his best to help Bassoon escape from danger.
As for the fourth … Cong Gang had not thought about it yet!
Maybe he could make good use of the little thing in his arms and exchange it with Feng Xinglang!
As soon as he thought of the things in the USB drive, Cong Gang felt terrible!
"That's just your wishful thinking! In my eyes, you have always been my irreconcilable enemy! I'll settle the score with you for kidnapping Nono and bringing him to Pater Castle! Just wait and see! "
The word 'kidnapping' was indeed a little too strong. Feng Xinglang's words were obviously spoken in a fit of pique.
"Ah Lang, what are you talking about? I am Fifteen's grandfather. Why would I kidnap Fifteen? Last Friday was your mother's death anniversary. I just wanted to bring Fifteen here to pay respects to his grandmother … Is that wrong? "
He Tun lived in his own tyrannical way of thinking. He was the king who gave orders, and everyone else had to follow his will.
He Tun didn't even think that taking Little Fifteen away from his parents was such a headstrong and self-willed act!
An obstinate and self-opinionated person was like an impenetrable wall of thought. He would not listen to anyone's conversation.
He would never put himself in someone else's shoes and take the initiative to think about other people's feelings!
"Hetun, I am Nono's guardian! Do you understand? You took Nono away from Xue Luo without saying a word. She wasn't prepared at all. Xue Luo's mother was very worried and upset, do you understand? "
Feng Xinglang glanced at He Tun coldly. "… I'm too lazy to talk to you!"
Feng Xinglang was too lazy to talk to He Tun, but he had to occasionally strike up a conversation or two.
This was because he had to buy time for his son, Lin Nuo and Cong Gang to escape Pater Castle.
He Tun's pursuit would also make it more difficult for Cong Gang to escape, and it would make Lin Nuo suffer along with him.
Therefore, no matter what, Feng Xinglang had to stay and stop He Tun from sending people to chase after Cong Gang.
"I've already called Xue Luo beforehand. I also asked Fifteen to talk to her. "
The 'beforehand' that He Tun mentioned was completely defined by his own willful actions. How could it be called beforehand when they took off right before they left?
"Bassoon, what are you waiting for? Go and drive! "
Feng Xinglang urged again when he estimated that Cong Gang was already two to three kilometers away from Pater Castle with the little one.
The night was deep and dewy, and the forest was dense. Feng Xinglang could not bear to see his own son suffer.
Bassoon sheathed his blade and walked around Xing Laowu towards the off-road vehicle on the stone plaza.
Just as Cong Gang had said, the tire was punctured by Xing Laowu, so he didn't stop Bassoon, knowing that they couldn't leave.
Not only was the tire punctured, but the circuit was also destroyed by Xing Laowu. They couldn't drive it away, and it would take a lot of effort to push it away.
"Director Feng, the circuit is broken, and the tire is punctured."
Bassoon jumped out of the car and took a canvas bag from the off-road vehicle.
"He Tun, aren't you too f * cking shameless? So you didn't want us to leave, did you? "
Feng Xinglang angrily rebuked He Tun.
Fortunately, Cong Gang appeared in time. Otherwise, no matter what Feng Xinglang did, he wouldn't be able to take his son away tonight.
"Laowu, did you do this? Impudent! "
He Tun scolded Xing Laowu a few times.
Xing Laowu also felt wronged. He only punctured a tire, and the rest had nothing to do with him.
Xing Laowu didn't know much Chinese, and he couldn't understand what Bassoon and the others were talking about, such as' tire circuit ', which wasn't commonly used in Chinese.
This was how he had to suffer in silence!
"Xing Shier, get me a new car!"
When Feng Xing Lang shouted at Xing Twelve fiercely, he suddenly realized that Old Ninth Xing had disappeared without him noticing!
There was no need to guess; he must have gone to chase after Cong Gang.
He had been too careless to talk back to He Tun!
*****
"Big caterpillar … Can you slow down? My pu * * y is hurting from the jolting! "
Actually, it wasn't only his butt that was hurting. There were other parts that couldn't be said.
Moreover, Cong Gang had a tough body, so even if he carried the little fellow and sprinted all the way, he would still be in pain.
"Is this better?"
Cong Gang moved a part of Feng Xinglang's jacket and stuffed it between their bodies to cushion the pain.
"Much better!"
The little fellow wanted to poke his head out to look at the situation in the forest, but was wrapped by Cong Gang's clothes again.
"Big caterpillar, are we not going to wait for my bastard biological father?"
The little fellow muttered.
"Your biological father will catch up to us."
Cong Gang answered the little fellow's question while looking around vigilantly.
"But I haven't bid farewell to my foster father!"
The little fellow sighed. "My foster father will definitely be sad."
"You're afraid of your foster father being sad, but aren't you afraid of your biological parents being sad? If you leave with your foster father without a word, they will be so sad and worried! "
With Lin Nuo accompanying him, even if it was a dark and gloomy night, he wouldn't be lonely.
"My bastard biological father and mommy dote on the slug every day, they aren't worried about me, their biological son!"
The little fellow snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Who did you hear this from? Or did you see it with your own eyes? Subjective imagination! "
Cong Gang refuted Lin Nuo.
"Old Ba said it! He even showed me a photo! A photo of my mommy going to the kindergarten to pick up the slug! I didn't even go to school, and my mommy specially went to pick up the slug! "
Cong Gang was silent: It seemed that in order to sow discord, this Old Xing really put in a lot of effort.
"Fortunately, that bastard Feng Xinglang took the initiative to pick me up! Otherwise, I really wouldn't go back! I only let them think of me, but they can't hug me or kiss me … "
The little fellow said proudly.
"Shh! Don't make a sound, someone is chasing! "
Cong Gang immediately crouched down on a stone, listening carefully while looking behind him with the help of the dim moonlight.
"Could it be my bastard biological father?"
"Definitely not! Your bastard biological father can't make such a small noise! "
These words made someone's face hurt.
Cong Gang, who couldn't determine which foster son it was for the time being, decided to change his plan.
If Cong Gang ambushed the pursuers alone, victory was still in his grasp; but he was still holding Feng Xinglang's lifeblood in his arms.
"Nuo Nuo, you stay here and don't move, and don't make a sound. Big caterpillar, go deal with the tail first."
The little fellow glanced at the dark forest behind him, "Then you have to come back quickly! Here … there are wild wolves howling here, the kind that eat children. "
After all, Lin Nuo was only six years old. Being alone in a dark forest, he would still be afraid.
"En, believe in big caterpillar! Solve the problem in ten minutes! "
Cong Gang took off his sweater and wrapped the little fellow tightly in it. After looking around, Cong Gang chose a tree on the left and quickly climbed up.
Then he placed the wrapped little fellow in the middle of a triangular tree fork, very stable.
"Nuo Nuo, as long as you don't move, you won't fall. Those howling wolves can't do anything to you! Can you hold on until big caterpillar comes back to find you? "
"Definitely can! Don't look down on me too much! "
The little guy swore solemnly.
"En! Big caterpillar believes you! You-are-a-brave-kid！”
After saying that, Cong Gang immediately flew down and ran towards the hillside on the right.
Cong Gang slowed down and felt that the pursuers were getting closer and closer. At the edge of a slope in the forest, he found a round rock the size of a skull and pushed it down the hill.
The rolling rock made a sound that was enough to attract the pursuers.
Then, Cong Gang crawled in the bushes at the side and waited quietly.
About two to three minutes later, a black shadow chased the rolling rock down the hill, rushing downhill.
It was Old Ninth Xing!
Originally, Cong Gang could have ambushed Old Ninth Xing.
But Cong Gang chose not to waste his time.
In addition, he was not familiar with Old Ninth Xing's background. If he really took action, it would probably waste a lot of time, and it would easily expose his whereabouts. This was the territory of River Village!
Most importantly, Feng Xinglang's lifeblood was still sitting on the tree fork. He had promised him that he would take good care of the little fellow!
The little fellow was Feng Xinglang's life.
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