However, there was a deep look in Feng Xinglang's eyes.
He didn't look ridiculous or childish.
Was his own son threatening Xing Ba with self-torture? It was good that the little thing was not hurt. However, Feng Xinglang believed in his son. He would cherish his body for the sake of his dear mother. The little thing knew that his mother would feel sorry for him.
In fact, his own father, a bastard, would also feel sorry for him.
"I'm not fooling around with you. I'm serious."
Feng Xinglang looked straight into Xing Ba's eyes. His gaze was so calm that it was frightening.
Xing Ba also put away the sarcasm on his face and stared straight back at Feng Xinglang.
After a long time, he finally said something.
"I don't believe you're willing to die!"
Because no matter how he looked at him, Feng Xinglang didn't look like the kind of shallow person who would seek death at all. Therefore, Xing Ba felt that Feng Xinglang must be playing some tricks on him.
"Of course I'm not willing to die!"
Feng Xinglang answered Xing Ba in an affirmative tone. After a pause, he said, "But if you force me, I can only die in advance."
Xing Ba's already long and narrow eyes narrowed into long slits.
"Feng Xinglang, what tricks do you want to play with me again?"
To some extent, Xing Ba still held a grudge against Feng Xinglang.
Last time, he successfully crushed his IQ with the stuffed bear and took Little Fifteen away from him, which really made Xing Ba depressed for a long time.
He knew that Feng Xinglang was smarter than him, so before his foster father came back, he followed the principle: wait and see!
In other words, no matter what Feng Xinglang did, he would turn a blind eye to it.
In this way, he could avoid being tricked by Feng Xinglang.
"You know that your foster father, Hetun, doesn't want me to die! At least before he comes back, I have to be alive! "
Feng Xinglang looked deep into Xing Ba's eyes. They were competing with intelligence, and they were playing with scheming.
"Otherwise, your foster father wouldn't have brought me, a half-dead person, to his lair from thousands of miles away and asked the doctor to treat me with all his might.
It's enough to show that he hasn't tortured me enough!
If I suddenly die, do you think Hetun will be very unhappy?
Once he's unhappy, the one to suffer will be you, Xing Ba!
As for your foster father's methods, I'm sure your other foster brothers have already experienced it. "
Feng Xinglang was half threatening and half enticing. He had been looking straight into Xing Ba's eyes the whole time, catching the subtle changes in his expression.
Xing Ba was silent for a few seconds before he smiled.
"Feng Xinglang, I still think that you can't bear to die! Think about your lively and adorable son and the woman who is infatuated with you. If you want to die, you'll be damned! "
Xing Ba wasn't fooled by Feng Xinglang.
He firmly believed that a sinister and cunning person like Feng Xinglang would never do something as stupid as committing suicide!
"It's because of them … that I need to get rid of the threat of River Village as soon as possible! I can't let him use me as a bargaining chip to attack my wife and children. "
Feng Xinglang's wisdom lay in the fact that he was good at guiding other people's way of thinking into his own trap.
"In Shen City, I couldn't even defeat your foster father in River Village … In Pater Castle, where I have no friends, I will only be a fish on your chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered by your foster father!
"Feng Xinglang, you still know your place! So, if you behave well, you might be able to die in one piece. "
Xing Ba raised the corners of his eyes. He especially liked to see Feng Xinglang's humble attitude.
Especially Feng Xinglang, who knew how to be afraid, could be manipulated by him even more.
But Xing Ba didn't realize that he had been led into a wrong way of thinking by Feng Xinglang.
"Since I'm going to die here sooner or later, I can only choose to die first! At least I can use this bargaining chip to threaten you to let me see my son!
"Feng Xinglang, stop dreaming! I won't let you see Jiang Chen! "
Xing Ba was a little angry out of shame. "How do you want to die? As you wish! "
"Xing Ba, do you really want to force me to die?"
Feng Xinglang shouted at Xing Ba's back, "If I don't see my son Lin Nuo before dinner, you'll have to collect my corpse!"
"Tsk! I'm not your father. Why should I collect your corpse? "
Xing Ba rolled his eyes at Feng Xinglang, then turned and left.
He still believed that Feng Xinglang was just playing tricks with him, because he didn't want to die at all!
But he wasn't completely at ease either …
So, he asked someone to handcuff Feng Xinglang's hands.
*****
In the afternoon, the little fellow climbed up to the roof, sat in the sun, and looked at the mountain road of Pater Castle.
She kept looking and waiting, until her eyes hurt and her heart went cold.
When Xing Ba came up quietly, he saw the little fellow rubbing her eyes. She looked like she was wiping tears.
"What's wrong? Do you miss your mother and want to cry? Why are you like a little girl? Can't you keep your cool? "
The little fellow didn't even bother to roll her eyes at Xing Ba. She just sat there gloomily and closed herself off.
"Foster father said that he would be back in two days."
Xing Ba came up and wanted to hold the little fellow in his arms.
Of course, he didn't want the little fellow to see Feng Xinglang. That would bring him endless trouble. If the little fellow knew that he had locked her father in the secret room, and that her foster father, Hetun, wasn't around, who knew what she would do to him.
"Old Ba, if I had really jumped off the roof and died last time, you wouldn't have cried for me, would you?"
All of a sudden, the little fellow asked in a sentimental manner.
"Why do you say that? Do you think I don't love you? "
This question made Xing Ba's heart really hurt.
"Because you have a heart of stone! You only know how to listen to foster father!
Is it wrong to listen to foster father? We all have to listen to him, don't we? "
Xing Ba asked the little fellow in response.
All of a sudden, Xing Ba seemed to be possessed. "If I die one day, will you cry for me?"
The little fellow turned to look at Xing Ba, then nodded seriously.
It was just a nod from the little fellow, but Xing Ba was extremely touched.
No matter how cold a person was, he would have a moment of warmth.
He picked up Fifteen and held her tightly in his arms.
"Old Ba, I miss Mommy so much … Can I cry in your arms for a while?"
Before he finished speaking, the little fellow had already burst into tears in Xing Ba's arms.
After enduring the days without her mother for so long, the little fellow really couldn't hold on any longer.
Her crying really messed up Xing Ba's heart.
Her biological mother wasn't here, but her biological father was!
So …
Before dinner, Xing Ba asked the doctor to shake the little fellow's eyes on purpose. And when talking to the doctor, he deliberately avoided talking about the little fellow.
With the little fellow's intelligence, of course, he could detect the abnormality.
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