The pyramid-shaped spike was only two to three centimeters tall. It might not be able to stab someone to death, but it could make them bleed and wish they were dead.
Cong Gang asked Old Three to seal Feng Xinglang's mouth with aluminum foil tape. Feng Xinglang himself did not want to talk to He Tun, so he acquiesced to Cong Gang's perverted behavior.
The familiar scene reappeared, but the people had changed.
Especially his identity!
Cong Gang sat behind the spike that was seventy to eighty square meters. He stared at He Tun in front of him.
It was a familiar yet strange feeling!
He Tun's face had long been imprinted in Cong Gang's heart due to the unforgettable hatred.
But the He Tun in front of him was strange. From when Cong Gang was young, he was as strong as a bull. Now, his hair had turned white. The merciless knife of time was fair and just. It would never let go of anyone in the world!
Time would strip the unforgettable things from your heart bit by bit. No matter how reluctant you were, how sad you were, how resentful you were, it was useless.
No one could escape the fate of old age and death!
"Song Tai, let Ah Lang go. You can do whatever you want to me."
He Tun's voice was steady. He had made his choice on the way to Imperial Dragon City.
To a certain extent, he was grateful to Cong Gang!
He was grateful to Cong Gang for helping him!
He had fulfilled a father's guilt towards his son!
He Tun wanted to give everything he had to his son, including his life.
That way, even if he went to hell, he would be able to answer to his beloved woman, Ah Lang.
"It's not that simple, and it's not that cheap!"
Cong Gang said faintly.
He thought that when he faced He Tun again, he would be enraged. But for some reason, perhaps because he had aged, Cong Gang was much calmer than ten years ago.
"What do you want?" He Tun asked coldly.
The spike was eighty square meters. No one could fly over it except for people like Spiderman.
He Tun raised his head and stared at his son, Xing Lang, who was hanging six to seven meters high.
Feng Xinglang avoided He Tun's gaze. He didn't want to confront River Tun directly.
Clap, clap. Following two claps from Cong Gang, another rope was slowly lowered from the central ceiling.
"Fifteen? Fifteen … "He Tun called out urgently.
Upon hearing the call from the River Town, Feng Xinglang, who originally wanted to stay silent and cooperate with Cong Gang to watch the 'show' in the River Town, could no longer remain calm.
He turned his head and saw a small figure hanging eight meters away from him.
It was actually his own son — — Feng Linnuo!
The moment he saw his son, Feng Xinglang almost went crazy.
"Wu … wu wu …"
Feng Xinglang roared hysterically at Cong Gang. Because his mouth was sealed with aluminum foil tape, Feng Xinglang could only let out inarticulate roars.
This kind of atmosphere was what Cong Gang wanted!
However, the little guy seemed to be quite calm. He looked at his biological father, who was also suspended in the air like him, and then at his adoptive father, Hetun, who was standing below. The little fellow, whose mouth was also sealed, began to babble.
"Adoptive father … adoptive father …"
"Cong Gang, what are you trying to do?" He Tun roared at Cong Gang.
"You, River Town, should be the most familiar with this scene!"
Cong Gang smiled coldly. "Just like back then, choose one of the two. I will ask someone to cut the ropes on them at the same time. Son and grandson will fall together … and you can only save one! "
"Cong … Gang … I … F * ck … you!"
Feng Xinglang was like a wild beast that had lost control, shouting at Cong Gang with inarticulate words.
If Feng Xinglang knew that this was Cong Gang's real intention, he would never agree to cooperate with him.
Feng Xinglang really didn't expect that Cong Gang would actually capture his child!
The scene was still the same as before, but their identities had changed by 180 degrees.
He Tun, who was originally the initiator of the multiple choice question, had now strangely become the person who made the choice.
Did he want to let He Tun experience the dilemma of making a choice that would drive him crazy?
And Feng Xinglang, who had made the choice twice, had now become one of the choices in Cong Gang's multiple choice question.
So that he could experience the sadness and sorrow of being abandoned?
Actually, at this moment, Feng Xinglang didn't feel any sadness or sorrow of being abandoned. The only thing he cared about was that his own flesh and blood could be safe and sound!
Lin Nuo was only 5 years old, but this was the second time he became the choice of an adult.
The first time was with the crybaby Feng Tuan Tuan, and the second time was with his own father …
Hearing that Cong Gang wanted to let his adoptive father, He Tun, make a choice, the little guy seemed to be a little anxious. But he couldn't say a word. He could only wriggle his little body and squeak.
He wanted to tell his adoptive father, He Tun, "You must choose your own father, Feng Xinglang. Because that bastard Cong Gang had already told him that there was an ocean ball below him. So, he wouldn't get hurt if he fell down.
"Song Tai, if you have any grudges, come at me, He Tun! Let go of Ah Lang and Fifteen! They are innocent! "
He Tun endured and hissed in a low voice.
"Heh, I didn't expect a big poisonous fish to say such words? When you forced my father to make this choice, did you ever think of the innocence of a weak woman and an 8-year-old child? "
Cong Gang asked He Tun with a sneer.
He Tun's Adam's apple moved violently.
"My father risked his life for you, and fought for more than half of the country, but you actually treated his wife and child like that?"
Cong Gang's voice was slightly trembling. He had always been cold, but he also had times when he was emotional.
He Tun took a deep breath slowly. "Song Tai, some things are not what you see! I treated your father as my own brother! But … "
"But what? Is it because his achievements are greater than your father's? Are you afraid that he will shake your position and power? "
Facing Cong Gang's interrogation, He Tun shook his head bitterly.
"No! It's your mother, she … she didn't follow the rules of a woman and seduced me! She even framed Ah He … "
"Shut up! He's already dead, and you're still trying to frame him? "
Cong Gang roared uncontrollably. Perhaps at this moment, he had returned to his true self.
He Tun raised his head, and gazed deeply at his son and grandson, who were hanging high up in the air. He took deep breaths.
"Song Tai, I promised your father that I would never tell him that secret in this life! But today, for my children, and for you, I have to say it! "
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