Chapter 1591
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The way Yan Bang slept on the table was a little rough.
There seemed to be saliva spilling out of his half-open mouth.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. He took a tissue and wiped the corners of Yan Bang's mouth. Then, he took his coat and put it on his shoulders.
The heater in the house was very strong. Yan Bang wouldn't feel cold even if he was only wearing a shirt. However, Feng Xinglang still covered him with his coat.
He patted Yan Bang's cheek twice. After making sure that he was asleep, he got up and left.
Feng Xinglang shut the door tightly outside the living room.
"Mr. Yan is resting inside. Don't go in and disturb him! I'm going to the courtyard to get some fresh air. Don't follow me! "
Leopard Head wasn't there. He was probably busy with business in the business district. It wasn't hard to get rid of the remaining guards.
The Lexus that had been modified by Xing Ba quickly left Yulong City and sped toward the Shun 'an Auto Repair Factory in the south of the city.
It would be a little false to say that he wasn't afraid at all. After all, Feng Xinglang now had a wife and a son. He loved this beautiful life even more.
The more one loved life, the less one would yearn for death!
However, Feng Xinglang knew very well that Ceresto had become a fugitive. He, who had no relatives or friends, had probably already disregarded his own life and death. In his opinion, his mission in life now was to destroy the entire Hetun family! That would be worth it! If he could also destroy all the foster sons of Hetun, that would be a profit!
Ceresto invited Feng Xinglang over. If he was already unreasonable now, it was very likely that he would directly kill Feng Xinglang before he had a chance to speak to show his strength to Hetun!
Feng Xinglang had to consider these worst-case scenarios.
This Shun 'an Auto Repair Factory had been listed as one of the suspicious locations by Yan Bang's people and the police.
When Caster and his men fled, they fled into this auto repair factory. In order not to alert the enemy, the police only took measures to monitor the auto repair factory.
The Lexus smoothly stopped outside the auto repair factory. Feng Xinglang didn't rush to get out of the car. Instead, he waited quietly in the car for a while.
It wasn't nine o 'clock yet. Feng Xinglang came a little early. But at least it showed that he came with sincerity.
The entire auto repair factory was quite quiet. However, this kind of silence was also a little strange.
Feng Xinglang got out of the car and slowly walked into the garage. The gate was locked, leaving only a small door for people to pass through.
Feng Xinglang slowly walked in. He felt that with every step he took, he was one step closer to death.
He could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the garage. There were people from Ceresto, and there were people from River Town.
The garage was large enough. On the right were some cars waiting to be repaired, and on the left was a row of lifting poles.
Feng Xinglang slowly walked forward. Further inside was a two-and-a-half-story office area.
"Ceresto, I'm here … Let's talk!"
Feng Xinglang was calm, but he wasn't calm either because his son, Xing Shiwu, was still in Ceresto's hands.
"We can work together to kill River Village! But first, you must let my son go! "
Feng Xinglang's clear voice echoed in the empty garage. It felt like the whole garage could hear his voice.
"Sit down and wait! My master will arrive in 20 minutes! I hope you can be patient! "
The voice came from the two-and-a-half-story office. He spoke Spanish to the fullest.
With a click, a searchlight shone down from the two-and-a-half-story office, shining on a chair next to Feng Xinglang.
"Sit on that chair! Let us see you! "
Feng Xinglang obediently sat down. If Ceresto didn't show up, there was nothing he could do. Other than waiting, he could only wait.
Twenty minutes felt like a long time to Feng Xinglang.
"Can I see my son first?" Feng Xinglang made a relatively 'excessive' request.
"Wait first!"
Although the other party spoke Spanish, Feng Xinglang could tell that some of them could understand Chinese.
"I miss my son! Let him come out and meet me! "
The necessary fatherly love had to be shown. Moreover, Feng Xinglang was really worried about Xing Shiwu.
"You still have to wait first!"
This group of Mexicans could only wait for Feng Xinglang. There seemed to be no other topic to talk to Feng Xinglang.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang stood up from the chair.
"Since your master is not sincere, then we can only talk another day! Please pass a message to Ceresto. For my son, I can pay any price! "
Feng Xinglang was just about to turn and leave when a row of cement foam splashed at his feet. The machine gun flames came from the two-and-a-half-story office.
Although he was shocked, Feng Xinglang's expression and words were calm and composed.
The purpose of his visit today was to send him to Ceresto as a hostage so that he could finish the battle quickly.
"What, are you forcing me to stay?" Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.
"We just want to prove that you don't have a dirty tail behind you!"
"Then you have to aim properly, don't dirty my new shoes!"
Feng Xinglang lightly stomped his feet twice and flicked the horsetail whisk off his shoes.
"The son of Hetun is really brave!"
A strong figure appeared behind the searchlight. He spoke in stiff Chinese, and it sounded like he was biting his tongue.
Not to mention that Feng Xinglang could not see the person's face under the searchlight, he could not even see the person's figure clearly.
He reckoned that Xing Shisi and Xing Shiqi would not be able to tell if they were not close by.
"Don't associate me with Hetun! I'm not familiar with him! You want his life, and I want it too! "
Feng Xinglang was not sure if the person was Ceresto, but from the tone of this person, he should be an important person.
"Feng Xinglang, I like you! But Hetun killed 13 of my family, it's impossible for me not to avenge my dead children! "
From the tone of this person's voice, it should be Ceresto.
At that time, Feng Xinglang was secretly happy, but he could not help but have some doubts. Would Ceresto be lured out so easily?
"Ceresto, I can understand your feelings! But the ones who killed your family are Hetun and his adopted sons! They're the ones you should kill first! "
Feng Xinglang directed Ceresto's hatred towards Hetun and his adopted sons. Compared to his family, which was weak, Hetun's adopted sons were undoubtedly strong.
"I will! All of Hetun's adopted sons must die! Especially Xing Shiqi and Xing Shiqi … "
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