Chapter 738

Hetun stretched his limbs and sat on the mahogany chair, waiting for the news of Xing 12 and Xing 8.

The new kungfu tea set was put aside, but Hetun didn't want to cultivate himself.

Hetun is not an alien, but a straight man. The straight one. So he couldn't accept that his own son was desecrated by a man.

The stack of newspapers had long been taken out of the sight of Hetun by the housekeeper and destroyed, but those pictures would still linger in Hetun's mind from time to time.

In the accumulation of dryness, he began to mechanically beat the coffee table with a heavy fist, making him listen to a more agitated voice.

"Adoptive father, they are back."

Reporting to Hetun is Xing Laosi, who stands outside the villa like one of the two thick door panels. He and Xing Lao Wu just came here from paterburg a day ago.

Xing BA was injured and got out of the car with a staggering gait. Although he has already treated the wound himself, he urgently needs to remove the bullet that has been embedded in his body.

Xing 12 didn't let Xing BA in, but gave Xing Ba to Xing Laowu directly. Then he went into the villa alone and went back to Hetun.

"Things went wrong?"

From Xing Shier's low attitude of pleading guilty, he Tun can know the result. But is it really difficult to deal with

"Feng Xinglang suddenly appears He wanted to save Yan bang with his life, so... "

Xing Shier didn't want to make excuses for his failure, but he did. He knew he was wrong. If it wasn't for his delay and too much love for his machete, he and Xing BA would have been able to cut Yan Bang's tools early before Feng Xinglang arrived.

"Ah? Alan's here, too? Is he hurt? You didn't hurt him, did you? "

Mentioning his own son, Hetun jumped up from the chair and asked in a hurry.

From the expression of his adoptive father Hetun, we can see that the choice between him and Xing Ba is right! If they really wanted to fight against Feng Xinglang and finish the task, I'm afraid they would not be able to do business with their adoptive father Hetun.

If you don't kill Yan bang, you will only get training. But if you hurt Feng Xinglang, you may not even have a chance to live.

Xing is loyal. But that doesn't mean he can die worthless!

"Lao Ba and I didn't fight Feng Xinglang, so we left first." Xing twelve answered truthfully.

"That's good." He Tun was relieved and sat back slowly again.

"Yan bang was seriously injured. For a while, there was no wind and no waves."

"This time, he's very lucky..." Thinking about what, he Tun asked in a tight voice, "you two didn't expose your identity, did you?"

"No! But... " Xing twelve wants to talk but stops.

"But what?" He Tun asked.

"Adoptive father, but I always feel: with Feng Xinglang's superior intelligence Has he guessed that you are his own father

Xing 12's words were not aimed at nothing, because he realized that Feng Xinglang had recognized him and Xing BA in Yulong City, but he didn't expose them.

He Tun hugged him deeply in the chair, as if thinking about Xing 12's words.

"But Xueluo told me that she hadn't mentioned it to Alan. But Alan's brain is really good You can guess for yourself

When he said these words, he Tun seemed to have such a triumphant tone. With such an excellent son, can't he Tun be arrogant!

"Adoptive father, I think Feng Xinglang should have guessed for himself. Otherwise, when we go back to Shencheng this time, he should have sharpened his sword to avenge us. "

Xing 12 expressed his views and ideas.

"Well..." He Tun nodded with approval, "this time we go back to Shencheng, Alan is not as aggressive as before. I should have known that my father would not hurt him any more... "

He Tun's self styled "father" is really refreshing. Don't you ask Feng Xinglang if he would recognize him as such?

This topic is a good diversion of Hetun's attention. Hetun naturally would not blame Xing 12 and Xing 8 for their dereliction of duty.

"It's just that Feng Xinglang has been guarding Yan bang. It's hard for us to start a second time. Besides, Feng Xinglang is obviously familiar with our routine. Will he be angry with his adoptive father because of Yan bang? "

Xing 12 is not stupid: no matter what they do, they will only hurt their adopted sons who are regarded as tools.

"Not so much! This Yan Bang must disappear! I don't allow my son Xing Mu to have an indistinct relationship with a man! If ah Ho was still alive, she would not allow him to come here! "

He Tun seemed to regard himself as Feng Xinglang's father.

It is not difficult to judge from Hetun's words: he still refuses to let Yan Bang go!******

the night is deep and the people are quiet.

Linnuo children like a koala, like a small circle of Mommy's neck, tightly nestled in the arms of Mommy.

It seems that the little guy has many contradictions: he is eager for his father's love and cherishes his own mother; but he seems to be afraid that the bastard's father will take away his own mother.

Or selfish little eyes in trouble: little guy just want to own a person completely with the love of Mommy.

I haven't climbed the wall for a long time. Wei Kang's movements are not as skillful as before when he was a mercenary. Fortunately, the villa is not high. After removing the alarm equipment, it is already half sweating.

The master bedroom on the second floor is very warm.

Looking at such a big kingsize, a mother and son are sleeping soundly, Wei Kang really can't bear to disturb.

You can't interrupt without disturbing! Because the purpose of his trip is to "disturb" xueluo's mother and son. Although he felt that his behavior was not very kind, he only disturbed them, not hurt their mother and son, so Wei Kang took it easy.

He stepped forward, by moonlight, he saw Linnuo children curled up in linxueluo's arms: pouting small P shares, a small short leg is still on mummy xueluo's waist. Savage and silly posture.

Wei Kang tried to hold the little thing curled up from Lin xueluo's arms, but he didn't think that the little thing's arm was still wrapped around the neck of Mommy Lin xueluo. With a little pull from Wei Kang, the little thing would wriggle like a big caterpillar to Mommy's arms.

The possessiveness Even if it's a sleep, it's really in Mommy's arms.

Wei Kang patiently spent time with the little things: if you can't pull it once, you can pull it again for the second time, the third time

The result is amazing: the little guy didn't wake up, but he woke up Lin xueluo who was holding his son tightly.