Chapter 398

Only they themselves know what kind of feelings they have between the two brothers.

It's a deep-rooted thing!

At this moment, Feng Lixin's crying proved that he understood what Feng Xinglang had done!

It's like in the fire of the underground warehouse, without thinking about it, he left the hope of life to Feng Xinglang!

"You live, I live!"

Feng Xinglang kisses Feng Lixin on the forehead.

This sentence, Feng Lixin can't be clearer. Because it was said to Feng Xinglang in the underground warehouse more than half a year ago.

At that time, when he said this, he did not ask for anything in return.

But today, at this time, Feng Xinglang still used what kind of way to repay him!

Feng Lixin doesn't know how to refuse Feng Xinglang, so he has been choking and crying again.

It is said that men's tears are the most precious, but at this moment Feng Lixin can't stop crying.

He was not persuading Feng Xinglang, because he did not know where to start.

Feng Xinglang turned around and faced Hetun again. His sharp eyes became calm.

"Hetun, if you're a fuckin 'man, don't shoot at a weak woman who doesn't have the strength to bind a chicken!

If you have seed, you will... "

A "bang" shot interrupted Feng Xinglang's provocative and arrogant words.

Xueluo closed her eyes and was protecting her stomach with her hands. Before she could understand the intention of Feng Xinglang's provocative words, there was a gunshot in her ear.

In such a large cabin conduction, very harsh!

The snow stopped breathing!

She thought that the gun in Hetun's hand had hit her, which could relieve her fright. After that, she found that there was no trace of being shot on her body.

There was no pain. The baby in the stomach is still there!

Did the bullet Miss itself? But she heard the bullet hit the target.

If she wasn't shot, who was?

Snow quickly turned to check.

Just a glance, the snow will shed tears.

The bullet hit Feng Xinglang's right leg in the leg. Blood is pouring out of that hole.

Feng Xinglang's body faltered for several steps, until he reached the wheelchair behind him, and then he stabilized his body from falling down.

He Tun said: he wants Feng Xinglang to pay for his arrogance and arrogance!

Now, this bullet is Feng Xinglang's just saying, "if you're a man, don't shoot at a weak woman who has no power to bind a chicken."!

Hetun wanted to use this gun to make Feng Xinglang kneel for him. In order to eliminate his young frivolity.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang staggered for several steps and finally stabilized himself. More determined and calm stare at the river village.

In those eyes, there was not only the idea of being invincible, but also the fierce spirit of eating him raw.

"Xinglang..."

The snow fell and choked. It seemed that she realized that Feng Xinglang's provocative words to Hetun were intended to provoke him to turn around and shoot at him.

"Listen to your woman's cry, how miserable it is

He Tun snorted scornfully.

Snow quickly stopped crying, wipe the tears on the face clean.

This is just like the woman he's given to!

"Hetun, are you old? You don't even have the strength to fire a second shot? "

Feng Xinglang is laughing. In a sarcastic way.

He's irritating Hetun. Lead him to continue shooting at himself.

There is no doubt that Mr. Feng is delaying time. He wants to win more time for Cong gang and the soldiers of Lao Chu.

Just when his elder brother Feng Lixin was on his forehead, he already felt that the tracker in his biceps was activated.

The little vibration gave rise to a slight itch. It seems Cong Gang is telling Feng Xinglang:

he already knows his position and is coming here.

It's also the arrogant stimulation of a radical general.

Feng Xinglang's right leg, which was shot, began to tremble unsteadily; he shifted his body's center of gravity almost to the left leg to reduce the weight of the injured right leg.

But the muzzle of the gun turned to Lin xueluo, aiming directly at her slightly raised abdomen.

There is a little life that is only four months old!

This time, the snow did not turn around; but still with both hands to protect their stomach.

She wants her children to know that mother can't bear it! So mother with her own hands in front of it!

But my child, you are also Feng Xinglang's child. Your father can face the ferocity of the devil, you should be able to do it!

Xueluo opens her eyes and looks at Hetun like this. Facing his almost inhuman cruelty.Hetun sits east facing west, while xueluo stands north facing south.

From this angle, we can see the side face of Hetun.

In fact, when staring at Hetun's side face, xueluo didn't think of anything.

What makes xueluo think of is that the one at the end of her eye at Hetun looks like a fishtail pattern in the distance, but when she looks carefully, she finds that it is a long and thin scar.

Xueluo studied visual media, so she remembered it very well.

It was a failure!

What she thinks is a failure!

At this moment, although facing the death of the snow is frightened, but she is calm. Because Feng Xinglang was with her.

Maybe Feng Xinglang doesn't like to see their mother and son, but it doesn't prevent her from still admiring the man who is willing to sacrifice everything for his elder brother. At least he is a good brother who is affectionate and righteous!

By the way, the snow came back to me

That painting!

The remains of Feng Xinglang's mother.

That painting is half of the painting That's the end of the story!

Xueluo always thought that it was Feng Xinglang's mother who didn't finish the painting, or her painting was wrong.

But now it seems that it is not Feng Xinglang's mother's failure at the end of the man's eye, but that failure is a scar.

So when I saw the painting at the first sight, I really wondered: the man in the painting is clearly a young man, how could he have such a deep wrinkle?

It's not a wrinkle, it's not a failure, it's a scar!

Xueluo thinks coldly: is the painting painted by Feng Xinglang's mother Hetun?

The man on the drawing paper has a pair of Eagle like sharp eyes

And at this moment in Hetun Just the same!

And the more snow falls, the more it looks like

"Bang", another shot without warning.

The snow fell suddenly, a blank in my mind.

This time, the bullet still did not fall on her. Her whole body is still intact.

At the moment of fixing eyes, xueluo was shocked to find that the muzzle of Hetun's gun was aimed at Feng Xinglang again!

The bullet hit Feng Xinglang's left half of Hun's chamber, where the heart was.

Seeing that the shirt on the left half of Feng Xinglang's XiongQiang was red with blood, the snow fell and cried out with pain:

"Feng Xinglang..."