Feng Xinglang did not stop Cong Gang. Did this mean that he had tacitly allowed Cong Gang to kill Hetun in front of him and his son Nuo Nuo's eyes?
"Bad caterpillar, don't hurt my adoptive father!"
The little guy jumped up and tried to snatch the gun from Cong Gang's hand. However, Wei Kang pulled the little guy off the ground.
"Feng Xinglang, grab the caterpillar's gun! The caterpillar said that my adoptive father is your biological father … You can't just watch him die! "
The little guy shouted anxiously. He lowered his head and bit Wei Kang's arm.
However, Wei Kang was like a wooden stake, allowing the little guy to bite him unscrupulously.
"He is not! He will never be! "
Feng Xinglang's cold eyes glanced at He Tun's pale face because of the loss of blood.
Coupled with the passing of time, He Tun looked so old and clumsy.
Everyone would grow old, and no one could really escape the erosion of time.
Some people were afraid, while some faced it calmly! Therefore, some people were old and dispirited, while some people were elegant and calm!
"Feng Xinglang, you are too much! My adoptive father just saved you, and you are not willing to help my adoptive father?! "
The little fellow's eyes glistened with tears. He did not feel sad at all because his foster father, He Tun, had chosen a bastard father and 'abandoned' him, his fifteenth foster son. Instead, he kept begging Feng Xinglang to save his foster father, who was trapped by the thorns and could not move at all!
The world of children was always so pure and beautiful!
"Feng Xinglang, please persuade the caterpillar! The caterpillar listens to you the most! "
The little guy still did not give up. He was still shouting and begging for his adoptive father, He Tun.
However, Feng Xinglang was still silent!
Feng Xinglang's indifference really made the little guy disappointed. "Feng Xinglang, you disappoint me!"
"Caterpillar, if you dare to hurt my adoptive father, I will never forgive you! I will definitely find you for revenge! "
Feng Xinglang furrowed his brows at his son's shrill screams. Perhaps it was the little thing's last words, "I will definitely find you for revenge," that tugged at his heartstrings. He slowly raised his hand and grabbed the muzzle of Cong Gang's gun.
Obviously, the little fellow had developed feelings for the River Town. Although Feng Xinglang felt that such feelings should not exist.
After experiencing so many bloody killings, Feng Xinglang really didn't want to see his child continue to be involved.
"Cong Gang, if you really kill He Tun, with Xing Er's ruthlessness, he will definitely kill you! Hurry up and take them away from here! "
Feng Xinglang's concern was honorable, because if He Tun really died, He Tun's group of adopted sons would definitely come one after another to seek revenge on Cong Gang. Even the five-year-old kid had threatened Cong Gang, let alone his grown-up foster sons!
"Do you think I still need to drag out an ignoble existence?"
Cong Gang's smile seemed to freeze on his resolute face, tainted with an inexplicable sense of desolation.
Feng Xinglang stared deeply into Cong Gang's lifeless eyes. "What if I insist that you live on?"
"…"
Feng Xinglang's words startled Cong Gang. Feng Xinglang could even feel that Cong Gang's hand, which was holding the gun, trembled a little.
"I don't understand. Is your life so cheap in your eyes?"
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was stained with some blood. It was unknown whether it was He Tun's or his own. However, his eyes were exceptionally bright. They were like the bright starry sky outside. They gave people a sense of hope!
With a loud bang, a big hole was blasted in the center of the cabin. Almost at the same time, the submachine gun spat out a long tongue of flame. The bullets were so dense that people couldn't even raise their heads.
The adopted sons of He Tun had arrived! And they were much faster than Cong Gang had expected!
This time, they directly engaged Cong Gang in a head-on battle. The bullets were so dense that Cong Gang didn't even have a chance to resist!
Feng Xinglang subconsciously threw himself at Cong Gang, suppressing him under his body.
"Wei Kang, let go of Nuo Nuo. I will send Cong Gang away with you!"
Fortunately, Wei Kang was still holding Lin Nuo in his arms. Otherwise, he would have been shot to death by the random bullets of the adopted sons of He Tun. And Cong Gang, who was being suppressed under Feng Xinglang, was naturally not injured.
Wei Kang seemed to be weighing the pros and cons. If he really listened to Feng Xinglang and let go of Lin Nuo, the easiest hostage, what were the chances of them leaving alive?
"Puff puff puff …"
The bullets hit the wooden floor. The splashing sawdust pierced Feng Xinglang's face. "Motherf * cker!"
Feng Xinglang roared. He dragged Cong Gang's body to the corner.
It seemed that Cong Gang still hadn't recovered from Feng Xinglang's words.
He said, "He must live by himself …"
Seeing that Feng Xinglang was trying so hard to save Boss Cong Gang, Wei Kang believed in the friendship between Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang. Thus, he released Lin Nuo from his arms.
Of course, it was also to use the little guy to attract the attention of the adopted sons of He Tun so that they could win a chance to escape.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, I want to go with you!"
The little guy who was released did not leave. Instead, he rushed over and hugged Feng Xinglang's arm.
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's sweaty little face. "Nuo Nuo, be good. Daddy will send the big caterpillar off. He will go back by himself in a while! Be good and stay at home with mommy to wait for daddy! "
"The big caterpillar is so bad. Why do you still want to save him?" The little guy glared at Cong Gang with dissatisfaction.
"Because there is still a brotherly bond between us!"
In fact, Feng Xinglang seemed to be saying this to Cong Gang and Wei Kang.
"Be good. In a while, you shout 'Don't shoot, I'm Fifteen' and then rush out … understand?"
"Then you and the big caterpillar have to be careful!"
The little guy was about to turn around and leave, but then he turned back and stared at Cong Gang while biting his lips.
"Big caterpillar, I forgive you! Don't do this next time! "
The little guy was vicious, but he was also benevolent. He believed that his biological father's good friend should also be a good person!
Cong Gang's lips wriggled, but he could not say anything.
He had tied up a five-year-old child and left him hanging, but the little guy did not bear a grudge against him. Instead, he chose to forgive him generously.
Sometimes, it had to be said that as adults, they were so narrow-minded!
"There won't be a next time …" Cong Gang smiled faintly.
"I believe you!"
Only then did the little guy turn around and walk out of the corner.
"Nuo Nuo, be careful."
Feng Xinglang said anxiously. Although he knew that the adopted sons of Hetun would not shoot, as a father, Feng Xinglang was still worried.
In order to safely send Cong Gang away, Feng Xinglang chose to entrust his son to Xing Shier and the others.
"Don't shoot … It's me … I'm Fifteen … Don't shoot … I'm Fifteen!"
The intensive gunshots stopped instantly. But one meter away from the corner, there were tiny dots densely packed with infrared light.
It seemed to be warning Cong Gang and the others in the corner: You have no way to escape!
Just as the little guy walked out of the corner and appeared in the line of sight of the subordinates of Hetun, a black shadow suddenly flashed from the side, and with lightning speed, the little guy was scooped into his arms.
"Ah …" The little guy let out a scream of horror. "Old Twelve, do you have to be so sneaky? You scared me! "
After hearing his son's cry of safety, Feng Xinglang's hanging heart finally returned to his chest.
"Hiss hiss hiss …"
A thick cloud of smoke immediately rose from the corner, blocking everyone's sight.
"Don't shoot! My bastard father is with them! If you accidentally hit my father, all of you will have to bear the consequences! He is our adopted father's biological son! He's worth more than all of you! "
Alright, he's worth money!
Actually, what the little guy wanted to express was: His biological father Feng Xinglang's life is very precious. Maybe it was in a moment of desperation, and only the word 'valuable' came to mind! But it was barely enough to express the meaning!
After the smoke dispersed a little, Cong Gang and the others were no longer in the corner. Including Feng Xinglang who was with Cong Gang.
"Second Brother, should we chase after them?"
"Let Old Five and Old Eight chase after them! We'll stay and save adopted father first! "
The reason why Xing Er could catch up in time was that he knew Cong Gang's methods too well.
He didn't wait long in Cong Gang's haunted house, and he even left his confidant by Cong Gang's side to watch his every move.
His adoptive father Hetun woke up after three hours of tranquilizers, which made Xing Er suspect that Lin Xueluo was the real messenger of Cong Gang.
That was how to beat someone at their own game.
But Xing Er was still a step too late, which caused Hetun's adoptive father to suffer serious physical pain.
"Fifteen … let grandpa hug you!"
He Tun felt guilty for his grandson Fifteen.
After all, he chose his son Feng Xinglang, and had to 'abandon' the little guy.
Fortunately, Cong Gang remembered Feng Xinglang's life-saving grace, so he mercifully let the little guy go.
"Adoptive father … can I not call you grandpa?"
The little guy looked at He Tun, who was being stabbed in the back by Xing Er, and said reluctantly.
"Why? You don't want to forgive grandpa? "
"No … Old Twelve and the others all call you adoptive father, and I'm the only one who calls you grandpa. It's too awkward! Unless you let them all call you grandpa, then I'll call you grandpa! "
"Hahahaha …"
He Tun, whose back was almost full of cuts and bruises, was in a good mood. At least his biological son blocked Cong Gang's gun with his hand.
No matter what the motive was, what his son Ah Lang expressed was that he didn't want his biological father to die!
That was enough!
The yacht quickly fled towards the open sea.
Xing Laowu and Xing Ba's yacht followed closely behind.
Xing Er seemed to only want to make up the numbers, but Xing Er hated Cong Gang to the core.
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