Chapter 843

The pyramid shaped ground stab is only two or three centimeters high. It may not directly stab people to death, but it can stab people to blood. Life is not like death.

Cong Gang asked Lao San to seal Feng Xinglang's mouth with aluminum foil tape. Feng Xinglang didn't really want to talk to Hetun, so he acquiesced in Cong Gang's abnormal behavior.

Familiar scenes reappear, but things are different.

Especially identity!

Cong gang was sitting behind a spike with an area of 70 or 80 square meters. Staring at the front of the river.

It was a familiar and strange feeling!

He Tun's face has been imprinted on Cong Gang's heart by the deep hatred;

but at this moment, he Tun is strange. Cong gang was as strong as a bull when he was a child, and now his hair is white. Years is a merciless knife that is fair and just. It will never let anyone in the world go!

Time will peel off your unforgettable things from the top of your heart bit by bit, no matter how reluctant you are, how sad, how sad and resentful, it will not help.

No one can escape life, old age, illness and death!

"Songtai, let Alan go. I'll leave it to you."

The voice of Hetun is steady. On the way to Yulong City, he has made a good choice.

To some extent, he is still a little grateful to Cong Gang!

He thanks CongGang for his success!

Make a father feel guilty for his son!

Hetun tried his best to give everything to his son Feng Xinglang, including his own life.

In that way, even if he went to hell, he would be able to talk to ahe, his beloved woman.

"It's not that simple, it's not that cheap!"

Cong Gang's voice was faint.

He thought that when he faced Hetun again, he would still be angry with evil like a grudge; but somehow, maybe he was old, and Cong gang was calmer and calmer than ten years ago.

"What do you want?" There was a shrill voice in the river.

There are 80 square meters of ground spikes. Except for Spiderman, no one should be able to make it.

Hetun raised his head and gazed at his son Xing Lang, who was six or seven meters high.

Feng Xinglang avoided the eyes of Hetun. He didn't want to face Hetun.

Pa Pa, with Cong Gang's two high fives, another strapping rope slowly came down from the central zenith.

"Fifteen? Fifteen... " Hetun cries eagerly.

When he heard the cry of Hetun, he just wanted to be silent. With Cong Gang waiting to see the "good play" of Hetun, Feng Xinglang suddenly became restless.

He turned his head and saw a small figure hanging on the opposite side eight meters away from him.

It turned out to be his own son, fenglinnuo!

At the moment of seeing his son, Feng Xinglang almost went crazy.

"Well "No, No."

Feng Xinglang roars hysterically at Cong gang. Because his mouth is sealed by aluminum foil tape, Feng Xinglang can only utter a blurry roar.

This atmosphere is what Cong just wanted!

But the little guy seems to be quite calm. He looked at his father, who was suspended like him, and then he saw his adoptive father Hetun, who was also sealed up.

"Adoptive father Adoptive father... "

"Cong Gang, what do you want to do?" Hetun shouts at CongGang.

"You should be most familiar with this scene in Hetun!"

Cong Gang gave a cold smile. "It's the same as that year. Choose one from the other. I'll have people cut off their ropes at the same time, and my son and grandson will fall together And you can only save one

"Cong Just I X…… You son of a bitch

Feng Xinglang, like a wild animal out of control, yelled at Cong gang.

If Feng Xinglang knew that this was Cong Gang's real idea, he would never agree to cooperate with him.

Feng Xinglang didn't expect that Cong gang had caught his children together!

The scene is still familiar, but each other's identities have changed 180 degrees.

He Tun, the original initiator of multiple choice questions, has become the person who makes the choice strangely at this time.

do you want to let he Tun feel the crazy mood of choice?

Feng Xinglang, who has made two choices, has now become one of CongGang's choices.

Or let him experience the sadness and sadness of being abandoned?

In fact, at this moment, Feng Xinglang has no sadness and sadness to be abandoned. The only thing he cares about is that his own flesh and blood can be safe!

Linnuo children are only 5 years old, but it's the second time that they become adults' choice.

The first time was with Feng Tuan Tuan, who loves to cry. The second time was with his own fatherAfter hearing Cong Gang say that he Tun, his adoptive father, should be asked to do multiple choice questions, the little guy seems to be a little anxious. But he couldn't speak, he could only wriggle his little body.

He wants to say to his adoptive father Hetun: you must choose your father to be fengxinglang, because Cong gang has already told him that there is a sea ball under him. So he doesn't fall or stab at all.

"Songtai, what's the matter? Come to Hetun alone! Let Alan and fifteen go! They are innocent

The river village is holding low hiss.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the big poisonous fish would say such a thing? When you forced my father to do this multiple-choice question, did you ever think about a woman with no strength and an innocent 8-year-old child? "

Cong Gang asked Hetun with a sneer.

The throat of Hetun is sliding violently.

"My father killed most of the country for you, but how could you treat his wife and children like that?"

Cong Gang's voice with a slight tremor. He has always been indifferent, there will be emotional times.

He Tun slowly raised his breath, "Songtai, some things are not what you see! I regard your father as my brother! But... "

"But what? Is it because he is so successful? Are you afraid that he has shaken your position and power? "

In the face of CongGang's questioning, Hetun shook his head bitterly.

"No! It's your mother. She She's not a woman's Guide to me! She also framed ah he... "

"Shut up! People are already dead. How can you frame them up? "

Cong Gang's uncontrollable roar. Maybe at this moment, he was himself again.

Hetun raised his head and gazed deeply at his son and grandson who were hanging high. He took a deep breath.

"Songtai, I promised your father that I would never tell that secret in this life! But today, for my own children and for you, I have to say! "

"It's a pity, Hetun. I don't want to hear you make up stories! Give you ten seconds to think: save your own son, or save your own grandson