This was not the first time Feng Xinglang had pointed a gun at He Tun's head.
Previously, it was for Yan Bang, but now, it was for Cong Gang.
Perhaps they were not in the same frame of mind.
"If I wanted to be a heartless person, the first person I would kill would be you."
Feng Xinglang pointed the muzzle of his gun at He Tun. "You killed my big brother and almost turned me into a mummy … Shouldn't I take revenge for what you did back then?"
He Tun looked at his son's ferocious expression but remained calm.
"Ah Lang, what I did to you back then was unforgivable. If you can vent your anger by shooting me, I am willing to die by your gun. "
"You think I can't bring myself to shoot you? Then you are gravely mistaken! "
When Feng Xinglang pointed the gun at his father, Ke Ben remained motionless.
It was as if he did not care about He Tun's life.
This was completely different from Xing Shier's behavior.
If it was Xing Shier, he would have rushed over to snatch the gun. Even if he could not snatch the gun, he would have used his own body to block the muzzle for He Tun. Xing Shier was that blindly loyal.
Ke Ben seemed to be much calmer than Xing Shier. He only squinted his eyes and watched quietly.
The enraged Feng Xinglang smashed the gun against He Tun's head. After a short breath, he did not pull the trigger.
Then, he hissed, "I just don't want to dirty my hands!"
"Feng Xinglang! What are you doing? You really want to kill your father! "
With Ke Ben around, Xing Shier had been sulking in his room. When he heard the commotion in the living room, he rushed out.
"If Cong Gang dies, I will bury you with him! I will bury all of you! "
As if recalling the past that had been sealed away in his heart, Feng Xinglang threw down these harsh words and walked out of the living room without looking back.
Some pain points should not be touched. That past had become a thorn in Feng Xinglang's heart that he would never be able to forget.
Ke Ben followed Xing Shier out. Xing Shier stayed by He Tun's side to comfort him.
"Xing Shier, please wait!"
After walking for about sixty meters, Ke Ben stopped Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang stopped in his tracks and turned around to glare at Ke Ben, who had caught up to him.
"Your name is Korben, right? I'll remember you! "
Feng Xinglang's voice came out from his throat, filled with rage.
"This belongs to you, Crown Prince Xing … Return it to its rightful owner!"
Ke Ben extended a clenched fist towards Feng Xinglang. He did not seem to be affected by Feng Xinglang's provocation.
Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and glanced at Ke Ben's tightly clenched fist. He wondered what this guy was up to.
"What's wrong? You don't dare to reach out and take it? Don't worry, with godfather around, I won't dare to do anything to you! "
Corben's fake smile was really irritating to look at.
Feng Xinglang knew that Ke Ben would not dare to do anything to him. His heart was in a mess, but he still reached out to take it.
He thought it was something related to Cong Gang, but it turned out to be … a bullet!
"Your bullet! I removed the pistol from your body before we entered the basement! "
To be honest, at this moment, Feng Xinglang truly understood Ke Ben's abilities!
Ke Ben had removed the bullet from his pistol, but he did not notice at all! Just how profound was his cultivation?!
It was no wonder that when Feng Xinglang pointed the pistol at He Tun's head, Ke Ben did not seem nervous at all!
He knew that Feng Xinglang's pistol did not have any bullets!
"Your sneaky behavior … Did He Tun teach you that?"
Feng Xinglang put away the bullets and mocked Corben.
"I was just worried that you would act rashly and give the pistol to Song Tai … and then use him as a hostage! It's better to be on guard! "
Ke Ben's lips curled into a smile. He tried his best to show his friendly side to Crown Prince Xing.
"Ke Ben, I will definitely save Cong Gang's life!"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. "You are a smart person. I don't think you will do anything that goes against me, the Crown Prince!"
Feng Xinglang rarely used his identity as the Crown Prince to bully He Tun's adopted sons, but for Cong Gang, he was willing to do so!
"That depends on my adoptive father's decision!"
Ke Ben looked like he could be counted on. But the more he looked like this, the more Feng Xinglang felt that this person was sinister and cunning.
It was not surprising that Cong Gang would lose to him!
"Then you do as you see fit!"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, then turned into his Lexus and sped away.
"Crown Prince Xing, be careful on the road!" Ke Ben's voice drifted over slowly.
…
On the way back to the Feng family, Feng Xinglang kept adjusting his emotions.
He knew that his eldest son, Lin Nuo, was still waiting for news from him!
As expected, the moment his Lexus drove into the courtyard, the little fellow chased after him from the living room.
"Dear father … dear father … Did you save the big caterpillar?"
The little fellow's voice was quite soft, probably because he was worried that his mommy would hear him.
"Of course! With my dear father, we will definitely win! "
It was not a lie. Feng Xinglang only wanted to use a white lie to let his eldest son sleep peacefully tonight.
The little fellow cared so much about Cong Gang. If he knew that he, his biological father, could not save him, he might cause trouble for him!
"Then, then what about the big caterpillar?" The little fellow looked behind his biological father.
"Of course he went back to his caterpillar house!"
Feng Xinglang said casually, pretending to be relaxed. There was even a slight smile on his face.
"Was the big caterpillar injured?" The little fellow asked.
"No …" He felt that it was not very credible, so he said ambiguously, "He probably only suffered some superficial wounds! That caterpillar is so powerful, who could really hurt him! "
The little fellow should have believed him. But then he sighed slightly. "Sigh, all the credit was taken by you, dear father! My biological son also planned to let my adoptive father release the big caterpillar! "
"Alright, don't be so gloomy! If that caterpillar does it again, dear father will definitely give the chance to you! "
Feng Xinglang picked up the gloomy eldest son, kissing him as he walked towards the living room.
"Nuo Nuo, tell me honestly, did you take the cash from Grandpa Mo's drawer?"
The little fellow had just entered the living room when his mommy caught him and scolded him.
The first to discover the missing money was Aunt An. That was what Housekeeper Mo had prepared for her to buy the fresh seafood the next day. After Housekeeper Mo checked the surveillance footage, he knew that it was Young Master Feng who took it. He did not say anything, thinking that when Young Master Feng returned, he would talk to him in private.
Although the Feng family was not short of money, a ten year old child had taken over ten thousand in cash. He had to ask about it.
Xue Luo knew about this matter because Aunt An had let it slip. It had nothing to do with Housekeeper Mo.
"Old man Mo, you're so stingy! I only took a little bit of your money, and you actually told my mommy? "
The little fellow was immediately unhappy, throwing his little temper at Housekeeper Mo. "My mommy is pregnant, I can't be anxious!"
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