Xue Luo wasn't a saint, she also wanted to live.
Not only did she want to live, she wanted the little darling in her tummy to live even more!
The little thing had followed her for four months but she wasn't able to give it a stable and comfortable living environment. She even let the little thing suffer so much with her. Xue Luo really wanted to let the little darling in her tummy live! Even if she had to give up everything she had!
The mask on Feng Xinglang's head was taken off. He blinked his eyes against the glaring light and forced himself to adapt to the light in the yacht. He then saw his big brother Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo who were ten meters away.
Feng Lixin was still sitting on the wheelchair. His right ankle was locked with a thick and heavy metal chain which was fixed to a load-bearing body three meters behind him.
When he saw his little brother Feng Xinglang, he instinctively wanted to move his wheelchair forward but he was stopped by the metal chain on his right ankle.
Xue Luo quietly stood five to six meters away from Feng Lixin. She was so pure that there wasn't a speck of dust on her.
It was just that her little face was slightly pale because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
The loose Korean style clothing that she was wearing was changed into a tight-fitting knitted dress that Xing San had specially prepared for her.
It outlined Xue Luo's slender and delicate figure and the key point was that it was full of pregnancy.
It highlighted Xue Luo's four months pregnancy. That was the real reason why Xing San gave her this tight-fitting dress.
He wanted Feng Xinglang to see with one look that his wife Lin Xueluo was pregnant!
Lin Xueluo's stomach was giving birth to his own flesh and blood!
Xue Luo silently stared at Feng Xinglang who was ten meters away. She was so quiet that she could hear her heart beating faster.
Feng Xinglang, on the other hand, gave Xue Luo a sidelong glance before looking straight at Feng Lixin, who was in the wheelchair. He didn't even look at her or the child in her stomach.
Xue Luo knew that Feng Xinglang must hate her to the core at this moment.
Not only did she secretly get pregnant with his precious child behind his back, she even turned his child into a bargaining chip to deal with him in Hetun.
Xue Luo thought to herself: how good would it be if I didn't come back from Shipi County. I could have stayed with that group of simple and honest kids and be their volunteer teacher, teaching them how to draw pictures and teach them how to dance. Then I wouldn't have ended up as a prisoner.
He Tun sat in the east, facing west. On his resolute face, there was no excitement from when the game was about to begin.
Instead, it was an indescribable sorrow as he reminisced about the past.
A deep sense of loss that could not be dispelled!
"Alright, choose Snow Fall! She was pregnant, and the child was already four months old! Her life is more meaningful than mine, and more valuable! "
On the wheelchair, Feng Lixin had already started to persuade Feng Xinglang to choose Xue Luo and her son.
It could completely seal Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo's mouths so that Feng Xinglang could make his choice without interference.
However, He Tun seemed to want to use these two options to disturb the seemingly calm Feng Xinglang.
By the side, Xue Luo remained silent.
She did not open her mouth to beg Feng Xinglang for mercy for herself and Xiao Guai in her stomach, nor did she open her mouth to be a selfless Virgin Mary.
She couldn't bear to see Feng Lixin die, and she certainly didn't want to see Xiao Guai die in her belly.
She had nothing left except for the little thing in her belly, whom she had been relying on for survival!
Therefore, she remained silent.
He lowered his head slightly. She didn't dare to look straight into Feng Xinglang's eyes. She was afraid that what she saw in his eyes was only indifference to her and her son.
"Xinglang, big brother has already lived enough! Please don't delay me from reincarnating into a good family! "
Feng Lixin changed his method to persuade Feng Xinglang. He wholeheartedly wanted to die, just to leave the hope of living to Xue Luo and the child in her stomach.
Feng Xinglang didn't reply to his big brother Feng Lixin's words, but turned towards He Tun who was sitting east facing west.
"He Tun, no matter how deep the hatred between you and us two brothers is, I believe that as an ambitious person, you should be able to keep your word!"
"I can start making my choice now."
At this moment, Feng Xinglang was incomparably calm.
He Tun seemed to have recovered from some kind of sadness and fierceness.
He slightly tilted his head, and Xing Ba presented a tray to him.
There was a gun on the tray. M500 revolver, known as the world's most powerful pistol.
There were only three bullets.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't personally touched a pistol for a long time, when He Tun was reloading, he seemed to be a little slow.
In fact, it was not the movements of his hands that were slow, but an inexplicable sadness that came out of nowhere.
He had been fighting in a hail of bullets for so many years, even if he closed his eyes, he could accurately disassemble and reload this gun more than ten times.
But this time, the movements of his hands were much slower.
Or perhaps in his opinion, it should be a little more grand to personally kill that woman and the child she had with her husband.
So that the woman in hell could see clearly: the price she had to pay for betraying him!
Don't think that you can just die and everything will be over. He will multiply the sins that she has committed on her son!
"There are three bullets in this gun! I wouldn't be sure if I shot these three bullets at the two of them! As for who will be shot, it depends on my mood! "
With a click, He Tun loaded the revolver in his hand.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was instantly dyed with anger, and he roared sternly:
"He Tun, didn't you f * cking say that the person I choose will give him a way to live?"
As Feng Xinglang roared, he raised his fist and smashed it at He Tun, who was sitting steadily on the sofa.
But before he could get close to He Tun, Xing Ba had drifted over as fast as lightning and punched Feng Xinglang's chin. Suddenly, flesh and blood splattered together.
It was not that Xing Ba's fist was very powerful, but that Xing Ba wore brass knuckles on his fingers. A piece of flesh on Feng Xinglang's chin was cut off.
Feng Xinglang was not afraid of the brass knuckles on Xing Ba's fingers, nor did he care about the piece of flesh on his chin that had been cut off. Instead, he faced Xing Ba head-on and gave him a left hook that caught Xing Ba off guard.
Xing Ba, who was punched by Feng Xinglang, seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Feng Xinglang, who was ferocious, had almost transformed into a wild beast that was out of control and did not care about his life.
It was as if the flesh on his chin that had been cut off was not his!
At this moment, Feng Lixin seemed to see his younger brother, Feng Xinglang, who had chased a vicious dog for several kilometers with a stone until he smashed the dog to death!
Xing Ba pulled out his gun, but Feng Xinglang did not care at all.
He faced Xing Ba's gun with his chest and gave Xing Ba's right arm, which was holding the gun, a heavy punch.
Feng Xinglang knew very well that before he made a choice, He Tun would not really kill him!
Therefore, he was sure that Xing Ba would not dare to shoot at his vital parts!
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