Just as Feng Xinglang was about to approach the rope ladder, he suddenly thought of two people!
Xing Shiwu!
Two Xing Shiwu!
If he were to stay on the yacht, then the two little ones would only be left with a dead end. Moreover, one of the children was already injured.
So, under the cover of the heavy machine guns on the freighter, he ran back toward the direction of the cabin.
Running was not accurate. In fact, Feng Xinglang was dragging his bleeding leg towards the cabin.
"Feng Xinglang, why are you running back? The rope ladder is over there! "
Xing Shiwu, who had rushed over to help, asked in surprise. As soon as he spoke, he attracted a barrage of bullets that were so dense that he could not even lift his head!
"Xing Shiwu is still in the cabin! I'll go save the two of them! "
When he moved behind the anchor and the steel rope, Feng Xinglang saw the woman named Lia hiding in a storage room in the cabin with the two children.
"Xing Shiwu … Xing Shiwu …"
Feng Xinglang had just called out when a bullet flew past his scalp.
"Dad … I'm here!"
At that time, Xing Shiwu thought he was really going to die. He never thought that his father, Feng Xinglang, would come back to find him.
In his arms, was a strong boy who could not stop bleeding. Xing Shiwu had been guarding the injured boy.
At this moment, the woman named Lia should have left. After all, she also wanted to live! She had risked her life to be Feng Xinglang's second wife for Cong Gang. Her contribution was already great enough!
After all, such a narrow space was not enough for three people to hide.
Moreover, the woman was worried about Song Tai's safety!
"Come with dad! As long as we get on the freighter, we'll be safe! "
Feng Xinglang said as he knelt over, wanting to carry the bleeding strong boy.
"Dad …"
The strong boy murmured weakly. When he was thrown down from the upper deck, and Feng Xinglang asked him to lie down and not move, he felt a fatherly love that he had never felt before.
"Dad … I … I can't! I can't walk … "
"It's okay! Dad will carry you! "
Feng Xinglang's left arm was injured by a gunshot, so he couldn't use much strength. "Fifteen, give me a hand and lift my brother up. Let dad hold him firmly!"
"Dad, don't … don't waste your time on me … I really … really can't hold on much longer … take Number One and leave!"
Not only did the muscular boy suffer internal injuries, but his right leg also seemed to have been hit by the random loot.
"You must hold on! Daddy believes that you are a persistent child! Don't let daddy down! Don't disappoint your foster father and brothers! "
Feng Xinglang comforted her as he struggled to lift the strong boy up. He had only taken one step when his left leg was in so much pain that he could only gasp for breath.
Feng Xinglang's body was already injured, and he weighed more than thirty kilograms. Carrying him through the hail of bullets was undoubtedly putting his life at risk.
But Feng Xinglang could not abandon these two children!
They were chosen by the river village to save their children.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang truly understood the true meaning of the phrase, "You are as young as you are young!"
"Dad, let me carry Number Two! Your leg is bleeding! "
Seeing that Feng Xinglang's left leg was swaying, Xing Shiwu realized that his left leg was injured.
"It's okay! Daddy can hold on! You follow daddy closely. Be brave, don't be afraid! "
"Shiwu, don't be afraid! Daddy, you have to be careful! "
The little guy nodded his head vigorously as he pushed the injured boy up a little.
"Puff puff puff!"
As soon as Feng Xinglang stepped out of the cabin door, a light machine gun spat flames at them amidst the smoke that filled the air with the smell of gunpowder.
"Shiwu, be careful!"
Feng Xinglang hugged the strong boy in his arms tightly as he crouched down to find cover.
Feng Xinglang felt a strong force pushing against his chest. A bullet had already drilled into his flesh, almost piercing through his chest. Feng Xinglang immediately looked for the strong boy in his arms …
Sure enough, the strong boy had been shot. Moreover, he had been shot three times!
Because the strong boy had blocked the impact for him, the bullet did not take Feng Xinglang's life!
"Shiwu … Shiwu … How are you? Hold on, we will be able to climb onto the cargo ship soon! "
Looking at the little boy in his arms who was on the verge of death, Feng Xinglang's eyes instantly became moist.
He dared not imagine how hysterical he would be if it was his son, Feng Linnuo, who had been shot at this moment and was bleeding profusely in his arms!
"Daddy … Can you tell my foster father … foster father … Number Two … Number Two … was very … very brave today …"
The strong boy's words made Feng Xinglang choke with sobs uncontrollably. "Shiwu is the best … Shiwu is really brave! All of us saw … saw your bravery! "
Feng Xinglang did not even have a name, so he could only call this boy 'Shiwu'.
"Daddy … I … I … I like you so much … I also like Nuo Nuo … Little Brother …"
"Daddy loves you too!"
Feng Xinglang buried his head in the strong boy's blood-stained shoulder and choked with sobs for a long time.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out. Before Feng Xinglang could recover from his sadness, a huge body fell in front of him.
It was one of Ceresto's men. It was a heavy strong man. He was preparing to sneak an attack on Feng Xinglang who was in a state of grief.
The one who fired the shot was Xing Shiwu. The pistol was taken from Feng Xinglang.
The recoil made the little guy's arm numb, but it saved Feng Xinglang's life!
Only then did Feng Xinglang recover from his grief and pull himself together again. He put down the strong boy who was no longer breathing in his arms.
He flipped over the strong man's body and took the submachine gun from his shoulder.
"Shiwu, let's go!"
"Daddy, you have to be careful on the right! There should be reinforcements coming from the right! They are all light machine guns, so they shouldn't be Ceresto's men! "
Xing Shiwu's hearing was extraordinarily sharp. His judgment was also quite accurate.
"Reinforcements? Could it be the Yamaguchi-gumi's Mo Yin Squad? "
Feng Xinglang murmured. "Shiwu, be careful and follow behind Daddy. Try not to expose yourself!"
Xing Shiwu took off his coat and covered the strong boy's body.
"Sleep in peace! I will avenge you! "
Xing Shiwu looked calmer than Feng Xinglang. Perhaps it was Feng Xinglang's action of coming back to look for him that made him suddenly full of vitality.
Even if it was for Feng Xinglang, he could not die like this!
Even if he had to die, he had to send his father, Feng Xinglang, safely onto the cargo ship first!
With a tragic and sorrowful heart, Feng Xinglang led Xing Shiwu out of the cabin!
As soon as he left the cabin, the tall Feng Xinglang was pounced on by a black shadow and rolled to a corner. Bullets flew in all directions from where he had been standing.
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