At the same time, Yan Bang's subordinate who was close to the little fellow also carried the little fellow down from the windowsill at lightning speed. The whole process was decisive and smooth, without any sloppiness.
He was an outstanding talent with both wit and skills.
"Nuo Nuo!"
Feng Xinglang climbed up from Yan Bang's body and immediately flew towards his son, Lin Nuo, hugging the little fellow tightly in his arms.
At this moment, he obviously wanted to beat the little fellow up to warn him of his lack of self-respect. But when Feng Xinglang hugged his son, he could not bear to reprimand him.
However, the little thing in his arms began to cry. Tears the size of beans began to drip down.
"What's wrong, Nuo Nuo? Did you hurt yourself somewhere? "
Feng Xinglang asked anxiously. He hurriedly checked if the little fellow was hurt anywhere.
"Don't touch me!"
The little fellow looked very aggrieved and stubborn. He must have been agitated by Xing Shier's words.
"Feng Xinglang, you said you would bring me to Mommy! Let's go. "
The little fellow said as he wiped his tears.
But Feng Xinglang hesitated. "It's too late now. Let's go tomorrow. Be good, Nuo Nuo. "
"Feng Xinglang! You big bastard, you're lying to a child again! I don't want to talk to you anymore! "
The little fellow burst into tears. It was as if all the grievances and fright he had suffered just now had all burst out at once.
The little guy struggled out of Feng Xinglang's arms and ran away on his own. Yan Bang's men immediately blocked all the windows like a bird startled by the twang of a bowstring. They thought that the little guy had climbed up the window to play with its father again.
"Nuo Nuo …"
Feng Xinglang called out softly and followed behind his son into the gym.
Yan Bang, who suffered a few heavy punches from Feng Xinglang, was abandoned on the cold floor of the corridor.
His subordinates did not dare to come forward to pull Yan Bang. They knew that the bruise on his chin could not hurt their boss at all.
After lying on the ground for a while, Yan Bang jumped up like a carp.
In the gym, the little fellow hid under the curtains in the corner. When Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand to hug him, he either hit or bit it.
This little fellow's stubbornness was exactly the same as his own in the past. He felt that the entire world was his enemy.
"Nuo Nuo, you should know that He Tun wants me to choose between you and Tuan Tuan!"
"Go away, I don't want to talk to you!"
Feng Xinglang did not stop because of his son's disobedience and resistance. Instead, he continued to narrate.
"Just like five years ago, Hetun asked me to choose between your mommy and my older brother, Feng Lixin … At that time, I just learned that your mommy was pregnant with you!"
The little fellow was startled for a moment, then poked his little head out from behind the curtain, his little face stained with tears.
"You chose your big brother … and abandoned me and Mommy, right?"
The little fellow stared at Feng Xinglang, waiting for his reply.
"Yes!"
Feng Xinglang did not avoid it, nor did he whitewash his actions that year. Instead, he chose to be honest with his son, Lin Nuo.
"I hate you! You're a big bastard! "The little fellow shouted hatefully.
"Your uncle, he … five years ago, in order to save me, his younger brother, from the sea of fire, he burned himself into a cripple! Therefore, I must repay him with his life! I had no other choice! "
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "I know what I did was very unfair to you and your mommy … But Nuo Nuo, at that time, I had already made up my mind that the three of us would die together!"
He did not know if his son could understand what he was saying, but Feng Xinglang still told his son about the situation at that time.
"Nuo Nuo, I don't expect you and your mommy to forgive me, I only hope that you can give me a chance to make it up to you and your mother."
Feng Xinglang was sincere, he only hoped that his son would be able to split open metal and stone.
The little fellow flattened his little mouth and did not say a word.
"Nuo Nuo, if you go back now, it will be fulfilling Hetun's wish. With you and Tuan Tuan, he will once again let Daddy make a choice."
Feng Xinglang reached over and stroked his son's little head, "Nuo Nuo, give Daddy a few days, Daddy will settle this matter. I will bring your mommy back to your side safely! Believe in Daddy! "
The little fellow raised his head, blinked his clear eyes, and said weakly, "You can't win against my foster father! He has many foster sons! Old Twelve, Old Eight, and Old Four and Old Five … "
"Daddy, with you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything! Don't worry, even if Hetun has three heads and six arms, I will still make him obediently surrender! "
The little fellow did not believe in Feng Xinglang's boasting. He had seen for himself how powerful his foster father Hetun was.
"Then will you destroy my foster father?"
The little fellow asked abruptly. It could be seen that he still had a lot of feelings for Hetun. After all, Hetun had raised him for five years.
"You can't bear for him to die?" Feng Xinglang did not answer but asked back.
The little fellow nodded, "I don't think my foster father is a bad person!"
"But bad people don't have the word 'bad' written on their faces!" Yan Bang walked over and continued the conversation.
The little fellow glared at Yan Bang and said sternly, "But the word 'bad' is written on your face!"
*****
Feng Xinglang was exhausted after he finally settled his son, Lin Nuo, who had been making a fuss with him for two to three hours.
This little fellow's stubbornness was really not to be underestimated. Feng Xinglang was almost beaten to tears by his own son.
Climbing up from the sofa, Feng Xinglang found that one side of Yan Bang's chin was still bruised and swollen.
"I'm sorry," Feng Xinglang apologized, but then added, "I didn't expect you to be so weak!"
"I was deliberately letting you win! If we really fought, do you think you would be my opponent? "
Yan Bang snorted coldly, 'You really took advantage of me and still pretended to be obedient.'
After a slight pause, Yan Bang asked sternly, "Feng Tuan Tuan, that sticky candy, is really your big brother Feng Lixin's son?"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and only humphed weakly, "Yes."
"Then why do you treasure him like his life?" Yan Bang asked in confusion.
Feng Xinglang was also quite puzzled by Yan Bang's confusion, "I treasure my big brother's child, is that so strange?"
"It's quite strange! Because Tuan Tuan is Lan Youyou's daughter? "
Yan Bang could be said to have touched a sore spot.
"I slept with your sister! Will you die if you don't mention Lan Youyou? "
Feng Xinglang seemed to be a little angry out of shame.
"You're willing to give your own woman to your big brother. You're really a model of 'Shen Cheng's good little brother'!"
Yan Bang was just casually teasing Feng Xinglang, but he did not expect that Feng Xinglang's whole body was bristling.
"Let me borrow your man for a while!"
After fighting for a while, Feng Xinglang said with a heavy breath.
"How do you want to use me? Do you want me to lie down or lie on my stomach? "
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