"Feng Xinglang, you must catch Tuan Tuan … Tuan Tuan is still young. She will fall to her death at such a height."
At this moment, Lan Youyou vividly displayed the selfish side of human nature.
She only thought that her own child would be in danger, but ignored the fact that other children would be in the same danger. Moreover, she also begged the biological father of other people's children to abandon his own children to save her daughter.
Perhaps in Lan Youyou's eyes, her daughter Feng Tuan Tuan's life was much more precious than Lin Xueluo's child!
Or perhaps, Lan Youyou had always thought that Lin Xueluo was just putting on an act. She wanted to use He Tun to get rid of her and her daughter.
Lin Xueluo kept silent.
To be honest, she also wanted to humbly ask Feng Xinglang to choose the child that she shared with him. But Xueluo couldn't open her mouth.
Because as a mother, she wanted to beg Feng Xinglang, but Lan Youyou had already said all the words on her behalf.
Lan Youyou's daughter will fall to her death. Is Lin Xueluo's son steel and iron bones?
Tears flowed out of her eyes like beads with a broken string, rolling down uncontrollably.
That was the child that she, Lin Xueluo, had given birth to after ten months of hard work! In order to protect this little thing, how much suffering and how much she had suffered … was even more humiliating than the humiliation of Han Xin.
Feng Xinglang was also silent.
There was also Lin Nuo, who was only five years old.
It seemed that the family of three was just silent. But at this moment, silence was louder than any sound.
When the sad atmosphere in the central hall of the cabin had almost brewed, He Tun, accompanied by Xing Shier, appeared.
It was still the same sofa that faced east. He Tun's posture was quite lazy, and as usual, he was the only one in the world.
Today's multiple-choice question was undoubtedly an upgraded version of the question from five years ago.
If the choice five years ago meant that Feng Xinglang had obtained it, then the choice five years later meant that Feng Xinglang was about to lose it.
"He Tun, you're an ambitious person, but you used two little children as hostages. Isn't it too shameful for you to lose your prestige and reputation in the underworld?"
One was his biological son, and the other was his niece, who was equivalent to his biological daughter. Of course, Feng Xinglang didn't want to see either of his children get hurt.
"Your face … is still so annoying!"
Every time he saw Feng Xinglang's face that resembled that woman's, He Tun's state of mind would become unable to remain calm. The pain would make it impossible for him to sleep peacefully for the rest of his life. It was like a demon haunting his nightmares.
"If you let go of these two children and those three idiotic spectators, I can consider having my face changed to cater to your visual taste! You can even transform into an avatar! "
Feng Xinglang said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"It's too late … Let's start with the multiple choice questions."
After pausing for a second or two, He Tun raised his head to look at Little Fifteen who was hung high on the bar and asked, "Oh right, Fifteen, what do you want to say to your bastard of a father?"
The little guy was silent for a while, then said indifferently, "No!"
Feng Tuantuan's cries almost completely covered Lin Nuo's words.
"Heh, you really look down on your own father! You don't even have to beg for mercy! "
It was not difficult to hear the affection in He Tun's voice.
Since it was affection, why would he hang the child that he brought up with his own hands high on the bar? Wasn't this contradictory?
With a "plop" sound, Lan Youyou knelt outside the fence.
"Godfather, I beg you, let go of Tuantuan … She is your granddaughter, she is only 3 years old, please let her live! I will use my life to exchange for my daughter's life! "
She remembered that five or six years ago, she also knelt in front of He Tun like this.
Just that at that time, Lan Youyou was pleading for Feng Xinglang; But at this moment, Lan Youyou was pleading for her and Feng Xinglang's daughter.
"Pleading is useless! The only person you can plead for, is Feng Xinglang! As long as he catches your daughter, your daughter can live! How simple! "
He Tun coldly glanced at Lan Youyou who was kneeling in front of him.
It seemed that Lan Youyou's tears and pleading did not soften He Tun's heart.
Xue Luo also wanted to kneel in front of He Tun; She also wanted to plead He Tun to use her life to replace his son's life …
But she knew that the result would be the same as Lan Youyou's!
He Tun had painstakingly arranged this multiple choice question, how could he give up so easily without letting Feng Xinglang choose?
"Twelve, why don't you tell Feng Xinglang the rules of the game."
He Tun seemed to be too lazy to continue speaking. He took a Cuban cigar, casually used the cigar scissors to cut off the dense end, then used a special match to slowly light it up.
He was so leisurely as if the bloody tragedy that was about to happen had nothing to do with him; he was just a leisurely spectator.
"It's very simple, after the lead rope is cut, the two children will fall from a height of six meters. You can choose between your son and daughter. You have ten seconds to consider! "
"Ten, nine, eight …"
As Xing Twelve counted down from ten, Feng Xinglang did not choose to catch any of the children. Instead, he attacked the river village.
Xing Twelve, who was counting down, paused. He instinctively stepped forward to stop Feng Xinglang, but He Tun seemed to have anticipated this. With a swoosh, a crossbow arrow hit Feng Xinglang's leg in front of him …
This time, He Tun chose to give his adopted son Little Fifteen as a gift, not a pistol.
One thing was for sure, He Tun did not do it because he pitied Feng Xinglang!
"Don't stop! Continue counting! "
He Tun shouted.
"Seven, six, five …"
"Feng Xinglang, if you make a choice, at least you can save one; if you don't, both of them will die!"
He Tun reminded Feng Xinglang.
"Four, three …" Xing Twelve continued counting down.
Feng Xinglang retracted his leg that was about to attack He Tun. Maybe He Tun was right: if he gave up, both children would be in danger; if he made a choice, at least he could save one of them!
So, Feng Xinglang turned around, seemingly running towards his son Lin Nuo …
"Feng Xinglang, He Tun will not hurt Lin Nuo, catch Tuan Tuan … I beg you … catch Tuan Tuan."
Lan Youyou cried at the top of her voice.
The distance between the two children was at least ten meters. It was impossible for Feng Xinglang to catch the second child after catching one.
Because the speed of the free fall was the same. The two children would fall on the marble floor at the same time.
"Two … one! Cut! "
As Xing Twelve's voice fell, He Tun pressed the remote button in his hand; with a 'clatter' sound, the marble floor directly below Lin Nuo was pushed open, and a ball pool appeared.
At the same time, the two children fell vertically at the same time …
In all honesty, Feng Xinglang's footsteps were indeed running directly below his son Lin Nuo;
But when he saw the ball pool below his son Lin Nuo, he reflexively rushed towards the falling Tuan Tuan …
Because his son was safe, Feng Xinglang chose to catch Tuan Tuan.
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