"Admit defeat? Again! "
A cold voice spilled out from He Tun's teeth. With a hint of provocation.
He provoked the young and frivolous Feng Xinglang, wanting to provoke him to recklessly hit the iron fence that was connected with a strong electric current again.
And Feng Xinglang was like a trapped beast in a cage, unable to resist, he could only be manipulated and humiliated by He Tun.
Seeing Feng Xinglang spit out blood, Xue Luo's heart ached terribly.
"Feng Xinglang, don't come over … the iron fence is connected with electricity … don't come over!"
Xue Luo's voice was tainted with tears.
She clearly saw that this time the man's blood was shed for Lin Xueluo!
The man pushed her away from the iron fence, but he wasn't spared.
"Feng Xinglang, I'm fine, really fine … don't come over."
In order to prove to the man that He Tun's kick did not hurt her, Xue Luo struggled to climb up along the wall. She did not want to see the man do stupid things like hitting the iron fence again.
He Tun's gaze moved away from Feng Xinglang and locked on Lin Xueluo with hostility.
"Lin Xueluo, you are ungrateful, shameless, forget the pain after the scar has healed, and so on, wait, wait, let's forget about it!"
An armchair was sent to the back of He Tun, He Tun sat down lazily like a king, looking at Lin Xueluo who was leaning against the back wall with a domineering attitude.
"But how dare you lead my Fifteenth Brother astray?!"
He Tun's voice immediately turned ruthless. It seemed that Lin Xueluo's behavior this time really touched his sore spot.
He Tun was not interested in how Lin Xueluo wanted to rekindle her old love with Feng Xinglang.
But Lin Xueluo was subtly influencing Fifteenth Brother to betray He Tun! This was something that He Tun could not tolerate.
Therefore, it directly caused He Tun, who had never touched Lin Xueluo, to kick her for the first time with his leather boots.
"Mr. Xing, please let Feng Xinglang go. No matter what Feng Xinglang is, he is Fifteenth Brother's biological father. I know you care about Fifteenth Brother … But if you really kill Feng Xinglang, Fifteenth Brother will not forgive you. I beg you to spare Feng Xinglang's life for the sake of Fifteen's face. "
Xue Luo humbly begged He Tun with reason and emotion.
"Don't worry, I won't kill Feng Xinglang in front of Fifteen. I will let Feng Xinglang die a perfect death! "
Judging from Hetun's casual tone, he still cared about his godson, Fifteen. But it also revealed another piece of information: He would take Feng Xinglang's life!
"Mr. Xing, you can't do this … Why do you want to kill the son of the woman you love? Are you willing to let her go to the netherworld with a grievance? If she saw her beloved man kill her beloved son with his own hands, how heartbroken would she be … "
Hate was born from love in Hetun. Xue Luo really couldn't think of a solution, so she could only bring out the wax woman in Pater Castle. He hoped that He Tun would spare Feng Xinglang's life for the sake of his beloved woman.
"Shut up! Don't you dare mention that woman in front of me! "
He Tun almost hysterically roared, "What, you want to join forces with Feng Xinglang to take Fifteen away from me? Stop dreaming! "
"Lin Xue Luo, you will only receive punishment that you can't bear! I'll make sure you don't even think about seeing Fifteenth ever again! "
The enraged He Tun couldn't control his emotions.
Those bulging veins, those blood red eyes, it was as if he wanted to skin Lin Xue Luo alive!
Because Lin Xue Luo touched the sore point of He Tun's soul.
As long as he was mentioned by someone, He Tun would transform into a wild beast that lost control, baring his sharp fangs.
"Twelve, throw this woman out! Don't let her step into Shallow Water Bay! Don't let her see Fifteen again! I want her to suffer for the rest of her life! "
He Tun was ruthless and even more vicious.
He wanted to separate Xue Luo and her son, making Lin Xue live in the abyss of pain for the rest of her life without seeing her own son.
For a mother, there was nothing more cruel than this kind of torture!
"No … No! Mr. Xing, I beg you, you can't do this! I will listen to you in the future, I won't disobey you anymore … please don't let us separate! Mr. Xing, I beg you … "
Xue Luo crawled towards He Tun, kneeling at his feet, crying and begging.
"Throw her out!"
Three cruel and merciless words spilled out from between Hetun's teeth.
Although Xing Twelve couldn't bear to do it. But this was his foster father's order, he couldn't go against it.
Looking at it from another angle, throwing a woman out of Shallow Water Bay could at least save her life.
Thus Xing Twelve took a step forward and struck Xue Luo's neck. Xue Luo was in a daze for a few moments before falling into an endless coma.
"Let her go!"
Feng Xinglang recklessly charged towards the iron fence. Because the remote control was on Xing Twelve, he was saved from being electrocuted again.
"Don't touch her!"
He hysterically shook the iron fence, but the iron fence didn't budge at all.
The handcuffs hit the iron fence, letting out an ear-piercing sound.
Blood flowed out from Feng Xinglang's mouth, all the way to his chest, dyeing a large area red.
But in the end, he could only watch as the woman was brought out of the basement by Xing Twelve.
Feng Xinglang stared straight at He Tun, his eyes burning with hatred.
He Tun stared coldly at Feng Xinglang, as if he wanted to forcefully strip Feng Xinglang's face that resembled that woman …
*****
The little fellow originally thought that he and his mommy had teased Xing Eight, but he didn't expect that the ones being teased were the three of them.
The little fellow, who was still in the dark, sat on the toilet bowl, swinging his little feet.
He seemed to be stalling for time, wanting his mommy to have enough time to whisper to his bastard father.
Forgiving his bastard father was far from enough, he had to kiss his mommy and forgive his bastard father.
Xing Eight turned on the tap, covering up the sound of the basement's sluice gate being closed and opened.
The little fellow seemed to have heard it as well.
"Old Eight, I think I heard something? Did foster father and Old Twelve come back? "
The little fellow jumped down from the toilet bowl reflexively. If foster father and the rest really came back, it wouldn't be good.
"I didn't hear anything … Maybe you missed foster father too much?" Xing Eight tried to fool him.
"The sound isn't right!"
The little fellow picked up his pants and dashed out of the washroom, but Xing Eight pulled him into his arms.
"What's the hurry, you haven't cleaned your PP yet!"
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