Or, He Tun just wanted to create an opportunity for the father and son to meet.
At a close distance, face to face.
He didn't even have the chance to see his own flesh and blood!
For so many years, He Tun had almost been emptied of his seven emotions and six desires by hatred. His life had been filled with cruel revenge!
And the funny and sad thing was that everything he had done, every cruel means he had used, had happened to his own son. Moreover, he was the son of him and that woman!
Was this a life played by fate?
Or did He Tun twist his own fate?
In a sports car not far from the villa, Feng Xinglang stared at the riot police car and an RV in the courtyard of the villa. The car was still there, which meant that the people in the villa should still be there.
But vaguely, Feng Xinglang smelled the smell of death.
It had nothing to do with him, but it was closely related to him.
Just now in the car, he had asked his son Lin Nuo about the situation in the villa. The little guy said impatiently, "There are a few more strangers in the villa." From the little guy's tone, it was not difficult to tell that the status of those extra people should be lower than that of He Tun. That was why his son ignored their existence!
Another adopted son of He Tun?
His son Lin Nuo was ranked fifteenth. Didn't that mean that there were still fourteen people in front of him?
In addition to Lan Youyou, who was ranked seventh, and the ninth who was killed by Cong Gang, there should be another twelve!
In addition to Xing Laosi and Xing Laosi, there were Xing Ba and Xing Shier …
And there were eight left?
Feng Xinglang had experienced Xing Shi's methods before. He knew that Xing Shi's methods were far more brutal than Xing Ba and Xing Shier. His fists never left his hands. Xing Shi should be following Xing Er around. Every day, he would practice his skills in the midst of slaughter!
And Xing Ba and Xing Shier, who were following Hetun, had also retired to the second line. They were more or less human!
It could be sensed from their love for their son Nuo Nuo!
Could it be Xing Er and the others who came here in this RV?
He Tun must not have mobilized so many people to let Xing Er and the others come to Shen Cheng just to catch up …
Feng Xinglang picked up the phone on the dashboard and dialed a number.
The call was to Yan Bang. The phone was answered quickly.
"What are you doing?"
Feng Xinglang's voice was tinged with obvious impatience.
"Eat, sleep … I miss you!"
Ever since those photos were exposed, Yan Bang had become like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and he was not afraid of the slanted shadow.
Thus, he didn't have to worry about his mouth anymore! If you want to say it, just say it!
Yan Bang was the biggest ruffian and scoundrel in Shen City.
"…" Feng Xinglang was speechless. The muscles on his handsome face twitched slightly.
"The weather tonight isn't good. Stay in Yulong City and don't wander around blindly! Understand? "
Feng Xinglang reminded Yan Bang in a tactful manner. Yan Bang could understand what he was saying.
"Where are you?"
Yan Bang's bandit tone, which had been dragging out the last syllable, suddenly became solemn.
"I'm sleeping with my wife and child! I don't have time to care about your business. You're on your own! "
Feng Xinglang didn't want to say too much to Yan Bang. There were some things that he didn't want to say, but he couldn't!
He would rather let some things rot in his stomach for the rest of his life!
Just like in Pate Castle, he would rather die!
Nor would he accept a fact that was crueler than death!
If he didn't have such pride, he wouldn't be Feng Xinglang!
Seeing his son trotting all the way out of the villa, Feng Xinglang immediately got out of the car to greet him.
"Done so soon?" Feng Xinglang picked up the little thing from the ground.
"No! Lao Ba is a rascal. He wants you to go in and confront him! "
The little fellow added angrily, "This Lao Ba is getting worse and worse! We have to teach him a lesson! "
"What? Xing Ba wants me to go in and confront him? "
Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows slightly twisted.
"Yes! No matter what, Eighth Brother refused to admit that he hid my mommy! My adoptive father said that we have no evidence, so he wants you to go in and confront him! "
"You mean, it's He Tun's idea to let me go in and confront Xing Ba?" Feng Xinglang's face turned cold.
"Yes! Don't worry, my adoptive father will uphold justice for us! "
Worried that his father Feng Xinglang wouldn't believe the sincerity of his adoptive father, the little fellow quickly said, "My adoptive father said that from now on, he will never hurt you again! It's all his fault in the past. He will change! Feng Xinglang, please forgive my adoptive father, okay? "
He Tun had indeed said these words to the little fellow. Subconsciously, the little fellow didn't want his biological father and adoptive father to be enemies. Instead, he hoped that they would be good friends!
When Feng Xinglang heard his son calling him 'Foster Father', his expression gradually darkened and was tainted with anger.
It seemed to be inappropriate to discuss the topic of 'man's dignity' with his five-year-old son.
"By the way, Nuo Nuo, is there anyone else in the villa? For example, one of your adoptive father's rarely seen adopted sons? "
Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
"Yes …"
"Are they still there?" Feng Xinglang asked in a hurry.
"Yes …"
The little fellow wasn't very sure. He had seen too many of those 'Black Wooden Stakes', so he turned a blind eye to them.
"Are you sure? Are they still there? "
Actually, what Feng Xinglang wanted to verify was that if they were still there, it meant that Yan Bang was safe.
The little fellow scratched his little head and said ambiguously, "I don't think they are all there …"
"Feng Xinglang, don't dawdle. If you want to know whether they are still there or not, you can go in and see for yourself! Moreover, you promised me that you would find mommy! You can't go back on your words! "
The little fellow wriggled out of Feng Xinglang's arms and dragged his big hand towards the direction of the villa.
Of course, Feng Xinglang didn't want to see He Tun!
Because of He Tun's existence, or the shame of his life!
However, for the sake of his noisy son, for Yan Bang, and for that woman, Feng Xinglang had to see them even if he didn't want to!
If he didn't see them, it would be equivalent to avoiding them. It would be equivalent to knowing something that he shouldn't know!
Therefore, even if he was pretending, he had to barge in as if he didn't know anything!
Because his son was looking at him!
The little fellow already had his own thoughts.
As his biological father, he couldn't avoid or retreat!
Outside the villa, the two door gods, Xing Laowu and Xing Laowu, were no longer there.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. However, when he entered the villa's living room, his frown deepened.
Because in the huge living room, other than He Tun, there was only Xing Ba!
Even Xing Shier, who usually guarded He Tun, was not there!
The situation was already very clear: He had fallen for He Tun's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain!
Yan Bang! Yan Bang!
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