"Dad … Dad … Look, Brother Buggy is climbing so fast! He's almost catching up with me … Old Five, you can do it! "
Feng Linnuo, the little boy, indulged in the extreme doting of his sworn brothers.
Whether it was from the bottom of his heart or because of He Tun's prestige.
Feng Buggy, who was less than eight months old, actually didn't like such a noisy atmosphere.
He wanted to find something but couldn't seem to find it.
Since he had nothing to do, he could only tease that childish kid who called himself brother!
"Feng Buggy, come to your father …" Feng Xinglang called.
The little thing ignored his father's call and climbed to a place that looked like a wall but was actually an invisible door. Then, he freed a little hand to pat left and right.
Xing Shier frowned slightly: Was it just a coincidence? Or was this little thing born with a Seven Apertures Heart?!
Because the place where Feng Buggy was patting with his little hand was the entrance to the underground secret room.
How could a little thing that was less than eight months old have such high sensitivity?!
Xing Shier bent over and picked up Feng Buggy from the newly laid Persian carpet; the little thing immediately let out a dissatisfied squeak.
Xing Shier didn't understand what the little thing said but he understood what the little thing meant: he wanted to go into the underground secret room inside.
"Do you want to go in? It's very dark inside, maybe there are monsters … Aren't you afraid? "
Xing Shier chatted with great interest. He knew that a little thing less than eight months old shouldn't be unable to understand his words.
But the little thing responded with two squeaks, which made Xing Shier even more curious.
He peeked at the direction of the living room, at Feng Xinglang who was sitting there chatting with his foster father He Tun. He turned sideways to avoid Feng Xinglang's line of sight and quietly opened the door of the underground secret room.
He thought that the little thing would squeak in fear but …
Squeak, it squeaked but that kind of squeak was a novel and excited squeak.
Interesting!
It was more fun than his brother Shier!
With a little training, it would become a talent in no time!
"Let me give you a number …"
Xing Shier freed a hand to count, "Seventeen … eighteen … nineteen … Xing Twenty? It was too unpleasant to hear! Why don't we call him … Little Xing Twelve? Xing Shier? Xing Twelfth Primary School? It's a little hard to pronounce … Worm … Worm Worm? Hmm, at least it sounds better than a crazy worm! "
After a slight pause, Xing Shier sighed faintly. "Why don't we call him Xing Ba? Xing Xiaoba! What do you think? "
He probably missed Xing Ba!
Xing Ba played the role of a jack of all trades between his adoptive father, He Tun, and his sworn brothers.
Ever since he left, Shallow Water Bay, as well as Pater Castle, had lost too much warmth and laughter.
Xing Shier, who had been muttering to himself, felt the little thing slip out of his arms and onto the ground. He didn't pay much attention to it as the little fellow had already crawled into the depths of the dark room.
What a daring little thing!
Xing Shier liked this little worm more and more!
When Xing Shier chased after him, he discovered that Bug Feng was sitting in a dark corner, quiet and obedient.
What a special little thing. It was born with a cold and aloof personality.
Xing Shier snuggled up to the little fellow and sat down close to him. The little fellow first snorted, then leaned on Xing Shier's arm and yawned long, as if he was about to fall asleep.
"Little Twelfth Bug, can you be Brother Twelve's godson?"
Xing Shier kissed the back of the little fellow's hand. "I'll like you very much! I won't beat you, I won't scold you … I'll raise you as my own son! "
The little fellow snorted in disgust, then nestled in Xing Shier's arm and fell asleep.
…
Feng Xinglang rarely sat face to face with He Tun without a grudge.
"I heard that Old Ando has come to Shen City … You don't know?"
Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea and asked He Tun in a slightly doubtful tone.
"I know …"
He Tun answered casually. When he saw the doubtful look in his son's eyes, he added, "What?
Do you want me to line up to welcome him?! "
Feng Xinglang knew He Tun's character very well. He might hide something, but he rarely lied. That would be in line with his status as an ambitious and ruthless person!
It was said that He Tun was as rich as a country, but Feng Xinglang was not interested in his money.
"Are you very familiar with Old Ando?"
Feng Xinglang continued to ask calmly.
"Not very familiar … I used to support Yamaguchi-gumi."
He Tun pushed a plate of salty mango desserts that Feng Xinglang loved to eat to him and asked, "Why? Did he make things difficult for you?"
Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment. He seemed to be hesitating whether to tell He Tun the truth or not.
"I also want to support Yamaguchi-gumi financially … But I don't know if Old Ando will buy it."
After weighing the pros and cons, Feng Xinglang decided to use another method.
"You want to support Yamaguchi-gumi? What's your purpose? "
He Tun put down the teacup in his hand and looked a little more serious.
"I want to do everything I can to save one person!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at He Tun, whose expression was getting colder and colder, but he began to eat the plate of salty desserts calmly.
"Who? Yan Bang?! "He Tun said sharply.
Sure enough, although He Tun was astute and astute, he was not the kind of person who would hide. What's more, the person in front of him was his only biological son. Moreover, he was born to the only woman he loved deeply.
Feng Xinglang raised his head and took a wet towel to wipe his hands without changing his expression. "Old Ando wants to kill me and Yan Bang because of Yoshida's death and a piece of Yamaguchi-gumi's identification device! He even threatened to kill one of us! "
He did not expect that his biological son, who had always been arrogant and distant, would be so frank with him.
"Don't worry, Old Ando won't touch you!" He Tun comforted his son.
"Because of you?" Feng Xinglang asked with a faint smile.
"Of course!"
He Tun did not beat around the bush with his only son. "For my sake, Old Ando has to give it even if he doesn't want to! He knows that you are my only son. If he dares to touch you, he knows that I will definitely fight him to the end! "
Was he showing his deep fatherly love?
Could it be that he had forgotten how he, He Tun, had chased after his biological son all the way back then!!
Now it seemed that it was not strange why He Tun's shallow bay was not guarded!
"Doesn't that mean that Yan Bang has become the one who must die?!" Feng Xinglang's eyes darkened as he asked.
"I don't know if Yan Bang will die or not! I can only ensure the safety of my son! "
He Tun glanced at Feng Xinglang, who had a cold expression, and added, "As for the rest, I can't do anything!"
He Tun's last sentence directly killed the possibility of Feng Xinglang pleading for Yan Bang.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face darkened slightly.
At this moment, he seemed to understand the words that Gong Benwen had written on the note: If you are willing to die for him, then both of you don't have to die!
In other words, he, Feng Xinglang, didn't have to die!
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