These two days, Lin Nuo felt that he was suffering unspeakably.
Half of the day, as long as He Tun and Xing Ba went out, he would be forcibly brought into the small dark room in the basement by Xing Wu.
Even though there was food, drink, and play, and there were even two companions — one was Xing Laowu, and the other was a little fellow of the same age as him. Feng Linnuo really hated living in such a small space, tormenting himself day and night.
The little fellow used to hate this small dark room very much. Now that he was the most beloved grandson of He Tun, he still had to live in this small dark room like a year. This really made the little fellow very unhappy!
"Foster father!"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the little fellow immediately threw down the game controller in his hand and ran over, hanging tightly on He Tun like a little koala.
Although He Tun only had one arm left, he still hugged the little fellow tightly. This was his most beloved godson, and also his own grandson who was of the same bloodline. One could imagine how much He Tun doted on this little thing!
"Little fellow, you are really foster father's darling! If I don't hug you for a day, I will be flustered! Only when I hug you will I feel comfortable! "
He Tun used one arm to hold the little fellow's butt and moved his face close to the little fellow, rubbing and kissing the little fellow's little face.
The little boy who was not selected quietly looked at He Tun being intimate with Lin Nuo, his eyes full of envy. This group of children had been brainwashed since they were young to fight to be the foster son of He Tun as a glory.
"Foster father, Fifteenth doesn't want to stay in this dark place! It's so uncomfortable! "The little fellow complained discontentedly.
"Foster father knows that my Fifteenth is uncomfortable! But for Fifteenth's safety, you have to suffer for another two or three days! Just two or three days, after foster father kills that Ceresto, foster father will accompany you to have fun! "
"I have to wait for another two or three days?! Fifteenth has been waiting in this damn place for two or three days already! "
The little fellow coquettishly rubbed He Tun's cheeks, "Foster father, can you let Fifteenth go out to get some fresh air? Fifteenth is suffocating to death! "
"Okay okay okay, foster father will take you out to get some fresh air!"
He Tun really couldn't stand the little fellow's coquettishness, so he allowed the little fellow to go out to play for a while.
From River Tun's point of view, Ceresto had already treated the substitute as Xing Shiwu. Didn't that mean that the real Xing Shiwu was safe?
At least half of the alarm had been lifted!
But when He Tun walked to the exit of the basement with the little fellow in his arms, he was stopped by Xing Ba.
"Godfather, go take a bath first. I'll hold Fifteenth for you!"
Upon hearing Xing Ba's words, the little guy immediately hugged He Tun's neck tightly. "No! Stinky eighth, you're the worst! "
"Old Eight, I'll take Fifteen out to play for a while. You, Fourteen, and Seventeen will be fine. "
Seeing the little fellow acting like a spoiled child, He Tun really couldn't let go.
"Seventeen is following the people of Yamaguchi-gumi; Fourteen is guarding Yulong City; Twelve and the rest are still on their way here …"
Xing Ba told He Tun the truth about the situation at that time. "Godfather, after we get rid of Ceresto, we'll have fun with Fifteen!"
"Stinking Eighth Brother, you're the only one with so many problems! Now, you're even going to disobey your foster father's orders. You must be tired of living! "
Perhaps it was because he was really annoyed by being locked up, the little guy was full of hostility.
"Fifteen, I'm really wronged when you say that to me! This is what your bastard father told me, and I'm just following orders! "
Xing Ba immediately put the blame on Feng Xinglang. "If you don't believe me, you can call your biological father and ask him yourself. See if he said so! If your biological father really gets angry, even your foster father won't be able to handle it! "
Xing Ba was smart, but also cunning. Using Feng Xinglang as a shield could not only frighten the little guy, but also make He Tun restrain his excessive love for the little guy.
"Old Eight, open the explosion-proof wall. I'll play with Fifteen in the villa for a while, okay?"
"Okay, I'll start it now!"
Xing Ba glanced at the little guy who was hanging on He Tun and refused to get off the ground, and had to nod in agreement.
Before the explosion-proof wall was closed, the infrared camera scanned the two targets, one big and one small, who were hugging each other. The adult only had one arm, so it should be He Tun without a doubt.
Therefore, it was certain that the child in his arms was very likely to be the real Xing Fifteen!
However, the people of the Ink Hidden Gang insisted that the child they took away from Yulong City was Feng Xinglang's biological son, that is, He Tun's biological grandson! And He Tun's biological grandson was his most beloved foster son, Xing Fifteen!
Because they saw with their own eyes that the child and Feng Xinglang were more intimate than father and son!
What puzzled Ceresto was: How did He Tun's foster son, Xing Fifteen, become his biological grandson? Was this child born to He Tun and his daughter-in-law? Or was it born to He Tun's son and his daughter-in-law?
In fact, many people would have such a misunderstanding. After all, Xing Fifteen called He Tun foster father and Feng Xinglang father.
But he couldn't care so much. As long as it was He Tun's foster son, all of them had to die!
"Foster father, Fifteen wants to call my biological father!"
The little guy was riding on He Tun's shoulder, strolling around the living room with an assembled robot on his head.
"Then call him! But you can't talk for too long! "
When Feng Xinglang saw the phone call from Shallow Water Bay, he instinctively wanted to pick it up. But after calming down, he hung up on the call.
If Shallow Water Bay of He Tun was being monitored at this moment, then it wasn't just people or objects that were being monitored. They could even monitor any signal that was dialed out.
Feng Xinglang had a hunch that the person who called at this time was most likely his biological son!
He also knew that for every minute of contact with the little guy, the little guy would be in danger for another sixty seconds.
But Feng Xinglang really wanted to hear his son's voice. He missed his child so much!
"Hello, biological father …" His son's childish voice called out from the phone.
"Stay where you are supposed to be! Until your biological father comes to pick you up! "
After saying that, Feng Xinglang decisively hung up the phone.
The little guy held the beeping phone dejectedly. His little mouth was raised high, and he snorted in dissatisfaction.
"That bastard Feng Xinglang actually dared to hang up on me, his biological son!! He doesn't want me, his biological son anymore!! Or was he so entangled by that imposter that he forgot that he had me, his biological son?!
"That imposter … has been taken away by Ceresto's people! He was taken away in place of you! And he suffered a lot! "
Seeing that the little guy was so willful and rude, Xing Eight wanted him to realize what Xing Fifteen had done for him.
"He deserved it!"
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