Chapter 400
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In the end Feng Lixin still left.
Perhaps this is not what Feng Lixin really wanted to do.
He especially understood why Feng Xinglang insisted on choosing him!
Because all along, the only thing that had been lingering in his mind and heart was how to repay him, how to be grateful to him!
So Feng Lixin left and chose to fulfill his brother Feng Xinglang's stubborn gratitude.
Hearing the speedboat leaving, Feng Xinglang turned his head and looked at Lin Xue Luo who was sitting on the ground.
He smiled faintly, although his smile looked extremely weak.
In front of him Xue Luo and her son had already stacked layer by layer, forming an illusion in front of him.
Feng Xinglang already felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurry, he knew that his time was running out.
Some words if not said now, it would be too late!
He stared at her deeply, blood flowed out from his body unceasingly, Feng Xinglang who was on the verge of going into shock was unable to stand up.
"Lin Xue Luo, I will stay behind … to accompany you to death! Are you overjoyed? "
Looking at the man's face which was dyed with blood, Xue Luo suddenly smiled!
Smiled to the point of tears.
"I'm happy!"
She nodded her head. Quickly nodding her head like a wave drum.
"I'm really happy!"
"You got lucky … you said that you are silly and idiotic, the key point is that your looks are average! I must have been blind … that's why I married you! "
Feng Xinglang's voice had already started to stutter.
Xue Luo crawled towards Feng Xinglang who was soaked in a pool of blood. She carefully pulled his head into her embrace.
"Xinglang, don't talk okay? You have lost a lot of blood, don't talk anymore … listen to me! "
Feng Xinglang's hand was already trembling uncontrollably, his palm and the back of his hand were dyed red with his own blood.
Slowly, he opened his palm and carefully placed it on Xue Luo's slightly bulging stomach, but did not say anything.
If only he knew earlier how good it would be!
At least he could arrange for his first meeting with this little thing to be more warm and loving!
Xue Luo once again choked with sobs.
She held Feng Xinglang's hand and placed it on her stomach, only crying.
"Feng Xinglang, do you believe in love?"
"Feng Xinglang, let me recite a poem for you and baby okay?"
Xue Luo lowers her head and kisses Feng Xinglang's blood-stained handsome face.
Little by little, she used her sleeves to wipe off the bloodstains on his face.
With a choked voice, he recited the poem that Feng Xinglang's mother had written on the painting.
"I hear love;"
"I believe in love."
"Love is a pool of struggling blue algae,"
"Like a gust of cold wind."
"Through my bleeding veins,"
"The faith that stands guard over time."
Xue Luo hugged Feng Xinglang's head tightly and kept kissing his face.
"Alright, our family will never be separated again … never!"
Feng Xinglang's consciousness was already fuzzy. He could no longer appreciate the love poems that Xue Luo recited to him.
Perhaps the only thing he could feel was the woman constantly kissing his face and whispering sweet nothings to him.
The one who was the most shocked was, of course, He Tun.
Every single word of this love poem was very familiar to him.
That woman would hug him tightly, just like how Xue Luo was hugging Feng Xinglang tightly. She would recite this poem in his ears over and over again …
He Tun's vision was blocked by a layer of mist, becoming blurry.
What am I doing?
Am I using this kind of cruel method to take revenge on that woman for cheating and betrayal?
What can I gain from this kind of bloody smell?
The pleasure of taking revenge?
But that woman is dead, I can no longer see it!
Borrowing the cover of Xue Luo's body, Feng Xinglang pulled out the tracking device from his biceps. He could no longer feel any pain!
He stuffed the bloody tracking device into Xue Luo's hand and asked her to hold it tightly.
"Cong Gang … will come and save you … take good care of yourself … and … our child!"
This was Feng Xinglang's last sentence before he fainted.
Xue Luo's heart was in so much pain that she was unable to breathe.
She hugged Feng Xinglang's body tightly and burst into heart-wrenching wails.
At this moment, she no longer thought about escaping. She only wanted to hug this man and accompany him to death.
A family of three forever together, never to be separated again!
Suddenly, Xing San who was originally guarding outside ran in as if he was flying and walked straight to He Tun's side.
"Foster father, Old Chu has brought the ruffian soldiers over."
It seems that He Tun still has not recovered from the sad recollection of the love poem that Xue Luo had just recited.
"Foster father, that group of ruffian soldiers will reach here in at most 40 minutes."
Xing San reminded once again.
Only then did He Tun's consciousness came together. He rubbed his firm face that had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"Let's head towards the open sea at full speed. Shake off that group of dogs! "
He Tun's voice was slightly hoarse, carrying a sense of weariness and disgust.
Old Chu's men will arrive in 40 minutes?
Xue Luo realized that she and Feng Xinglang have reinforcements and instinctively thought of stopping the bleeding of Feng Xinglang who had fainted.
Xue Luo took out the belt from Feng Xinglang's waist and stopped the bleeding near his thigh. After which she used her hand to press on the left half of Feng Xinglang's chest where he was shot. It should not have hit his heart, otherwise Feng Xinglang would not be able to hold on until now.
Suddenly a 'clang' sound of glass shattering can be heard and two metal objects rolled into the cabin. Immediately, the cabin was filled with thick smoke. After which another two metal cans were thrown in.
"Pu pu!" In almost an instant, a black figure fired two shots at He Tun.
He Tun dodged the first shot but was unable to dodge the second.
"Foster father, how are you?"
The one asking is Xing San. Xing Ba had already found the direction of the shot and returned fire.
"Don't care about me! Go and stop that person, don't let him save Feng Xinglang! "
Just as He Tun was scolding Xing San, Xue Luo felt someone pulling Feng Xinglang who was in her embrace.
Xue Luo resolutely let go.
Although she is reluctant to leave Feng Xinglang, she knows that this is the only chance for Feng Xinglang to survive.
"Follow me."
Cong Gang's voice is very soft. Only Xue Luo who is beside him can hear it.
Xue Luo wanted to follow Cong Gang to leave but she realized that her ankles are still locked by the iron chains.
She immediately pulls the iron chains on her ankles and quickly moves towards the opposite direction of the wall.
The smoke is so thick that He Tun and the rest cannot see anyone but they can hear the sound. Thus Xue Luo wants to use the sound to lure He Tun's underlings away so that Cong Gang can smoothly bring Feng Xinglang away.
"I can't leave, you guys quickly leave! Feng Xinglang is heavily injured, you guys quickly leave … "
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