Chapter 626

Xing Bazhen was well intentioned and quite shrewd.

He tried his best not to disobey the orders of his adoptive father Hetun, and he could push the boat along the river as he wished. He would not be disturbed by the little guy in the morning, at noon and at night.

It was the little guy who found the abnormality and followed the doctor to find the secret. It has nothing to do with him.

He did only one thing: Xing Laosi, who was guarding outside, was distracted.

There is also a biggest advantage: since it is the little guy who secretly discovers the secret that his father is also in Fort Patel, the little guy will certainly not publicize it, and he may still find a way to rescue his father Feng Xinglang.

By the time the little thing came up with a solution, his adoptive father, Hetun, had already come back to Fort pette.

As soon as Hetun comes back, he'll be on duty.

Next, the little guy wants to make trouble. It's all about the adoptive father and the old twelve. He's completely separated from Xing ba.

It has to be said that Xing BA was extremely astute in his calculation.

For example, the basic skills of tracking, Xing 12 taught Linnuo children fairly well.

The doctor didn't seem to notice the difference behind him. Of course, the industry has its specialty, and his duty is to help the wounded.

When the little guy saw his father Feng Xinglang in the dark room, he almost lost control and cried out. Forced to cover his small mouth calmly, hiding in the back of the treatment car.

While the doctor was checking his father's vital signs, the family rolled away from the back of the treatment car and hid under banxiu.

The doctor didn't find anything strange, but Feng Xinglang felt it. Although the little guy's action is fast, he can't escape Feng Xinglang's eyes. He waited all afternoon for his son. Perhaps only after being a father can we realize that kind of yearning.

Therefore, this time, Feng Xinglang was very cooperative with the doctor. The examination was quite smooth, and the physical condition was not bad.

It is estimated that with the permission of Xing Ba, the doctor unlocked the handcuffs on Feng Xinglang's hand.

After explaining to him a few words similar to "life is precious", he turned and left.

Feng Xinglang's strong hand was hanging on the edge of banxiu. The little guy looked at the big hand and saw the brown scar in the palm of the big hand. It's left behind by electric shock. It looks a bit ferocious.

Feng Xinglang just wants to sit up and greet his son hiding under banxiu, but he clearly feels that his injured big palm has a small hand in his heart.

The small hand is full of flesh and is carefully touching the wound in his palm. It seemed that he was worried about touching him, and the little hand was light and light all the time. Even Feng Xinglang could feel the trace of his little finger in his palm

Feng Xinglang clenched the little hand.

"Nono..." His voice was hoarse.

The little guy was surprised. He first looked at the situation in the dark room and found that the doctor had left. Then he got out of banxiu.

The little guy, leaning on the edge of the road, gazed at his father deeply, pursed his mouth and asked: "Feng Xinglang, how can you be here?"

"I want to kiss my son! So it flew over. "

Feng Xinglang described his experience so lightly. I don't seem to want my son to feel any sadness and hatred.

The yoke of hatred is too heavy. Feng Xinglang only hopes that his children can live a healthy and happy life.

But fengxinglang didn't say it. The little guy also knew that his adoptive father, Hetun, must have brought his father fengxinglang to Fort Patel.

Seeing the prisoner's father Feng Xinglang, the little guy looked dejected. Cover up the joy of seeing relatives.

"Nono, I really want to hear you call me Dad It must be cool and handsome. "

Since it is not suitable to talk about hatred with his son Linnuo, Feng Xinglang chooses a relaxed and lively one.

He will hook his son into his arms, messy with his cheek, his lips, to close.

It seems that I want to rub small things into my body. He is the continuation of his life, the blood and bone in one continuous line.

Perhaps he has not been able to get a healthy long-term paternal love, so Feng Xinglang special want to let his children have more.

But the little guy worked hard for several times, and finally failed to call out the two words.

"Later You take good care of yourself. "

The little guy was tearful. He didn't satisfy his father's request, but he didn't seem to completely refuse.

Feng Xinglang can see that the little guy doesn't want to express his feelings for his father in this kind of environment and oppression.

Feng Xinglang didn't force his children, but a warm kiss and then kiss, kiss his heart more messy.

As Feng Xinglang himself said: in Shencheng, he couldn't deal with Hetun; now he's back in his hometown, and he's helpless, so he's no match for Hetun."Nono, I'll listen to you kiss mommy in the future Protect her for the bastard's father. It's not easy for you to give birth to your mother She suffered a lot and suffered a lot... "

If the bastard's father dies, what you owe your mother and son will never be paid back.

Later, he was sealed and swallowed.

I can't hold my son in my arms.

In Feng Xinglang's bitter meat plan, considering that he would suffer some hardships in Hetun, he underestimated the enemy more or less. With the help of Xing Er, he Tun successfully took Feng Xinglang back to paterburg.

The last hope can only rest on Cong gang.

Cong gang has always been the trump card of Feng Xinglang.

Although Feng Xinglang is not very clear about the relationship between Cong gang and Hetun, he knows that Cong Gang is the only one who can save him from the cruise ship in Hetun!

"Feng Xinglang, are you seriously ill?"

Seeing Feng Xinglang lying on the bed all the time, the little guy stretched out his little hand to lift the quilt. But Feng Xinglang clenched his little hand.

The reason why Feng Xinglang has been lying down is that he doesn't want the little guy to see his handcuffed feet.

Xiaodong is only 5 years old. Feng Xinglang really doesn't want to make him worry.

"It's ok My father pretends to be ill. "

Feng Xinglang whispered in his son's ear and rubbed the little guy's ear with the tip of his nose.

"Are you hungry? Let me get you something to eat. "

The little guy was anxious to go out and find something for his father to eat, but he was tightly held in his arms by Feng Xinglang and couldn't move.

"Nono, don't go Let the bastard hold him for a while

Feng Xinglang clearly knew that before Hetun rushed back to paterburg, he didn't have many opportunities to embrace his own son