Chapter 1062

His son Feng Xinglang's sudden change and hostility made Hetun a little hard to accept.

The vicissitudes of life on the face, shrouded in an obvious loss.

"Alan, there is no flight back to Shencheng so late. Where are you taking 15 to? I'll let you go tomorrow morning Alan

Hetun wants to catch up with Feng Xinglang and his son.

After getting the order, Basong immediately slashed to Xing Laowu, who was nearest to Feng Xinglang and his son.

At that time, Ba song was inevitably high-profile and reckless.

You know, this is Fort Patel. It's the site of Hetun. It's so easy to cut people with a knife that you don't pay attention to Hetun.

Is he allowed to be reckless in front of Hetun?

If you want to play with Dao, Xing 12's skill must be better than Basong's. after he Tun was separated by a safe distance, he immediately rushed to Basong! If it wasn't for an emergency, Xing 12 would have been able to play with Basong with his skills.

But he Tun, his adoptive father, was eager. The crown prince and Xiao Shiwu and Xing Shier went straight to the knife to cut down Basong's hand with a dagger

Feng Xinglang just walked away with his own son in his arms, so he couldn't help Basong, who was fighting alone. Basong immediately fell into the situation of being attacked on both sides. In addition, Xing Shier had long been unhappy with Basong's hostile behavior, so they finally seized this opportunity. Why don't they teach him a lesson?!

At that time, Feng Xinglang wanted to help Ba song cut people together. He just held his baby in his arms and bound his hands and feet.

Outside the door, the man in Tang costume reappeared and stopped Feng Xinglang and his son.

"Prince Xing, let's have dinner first. I should be hungry, too

"Go away! I have a gun on me. Can't you feel it? "

Feng Xinglang moved the little thing in his arms to his left arm, freeing his right hand to draw the gun.

"Alan, I won't stop you if you want to go! But when you've come, you can give your mother incense before you leave. "

Hetun chased him out and sincerely used the strategy of "delaying war".

The gun in Feng Xinglang's hand immediately shifted its direction and aimed at the river village.

"Stop! You should believe that I can really shoot! "

Any reason and excuse can not stop Feng Xinglang's determination to take his son at this moment.

He Tun didn't evade. He stood in the same place and gazed at his closest relatives only four meters away.

"Alan, if you can defuse your hatred by firing a shot at me, you can do it!"

These remarks are undoubtedly provocative to Feng Xinglang.

Seeing that his father was facing his adoptive father with a gun and could shoot at any time, the little thing got worried.

"Why are you fighting again? What a nuisance

The little guy leaned forward to snatch the gun from his father Feng Xinglang, but the bastard's father's arm was too long for him to reach. As a result, he could only shake and push his father Feng Xinglang's arm.

"Bang!" With the sound of a gun, Feng Xinglang shot.

Perhaps because of the shaking of his son nono, Feng Xinglang didn't shoot accurately!

Even if it was hit right at that time, the bullet would not fall on Hetun. At that time, it was obvious that there were three adopted sons. No matter which one, Hetun would be shot.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, do you really shoot my adoptive father?"

Lin Nuo's children let out a cry of discontent, "you are so annoying! My adoptive father just invited you to dinner and pick up my son. Why did you shoot my adoptive father? "

Weidun, the little guy began to struggle, "Feng Xinglang, if you do this again, I won't go back with you!"

But LANGLE bent his body to get rid of the things in his arms.

Bassoon was injured and blood streamed down his arm. All the way.

"Don't stop me! Bullets don't have eyes! "

Feng Xinglang was not moved by his son's words. He bit every word and hissed.

At this moment, it seems to be a deadlock:

Bassoon is trapped in the living room; any escape action may kill him; and Feng Xinglang and his son are trapped in the door of the living room. Because Feng Xinglang's energy was transferred by tightening the small things in his arms, he could not exert it at all.

"Alan, I know you hate me, blame me But your mother gave birth to you and gave you life! You've come all the way here. Is it so hard to give her incense before you leave? "

Hetun still did not give up to persuade his son Feng Xinglang to stay tonight. Because this evening, Rankine left behind. It's the real ice breaking between them.

"Dear father, you can give the beautiful granny in the dark room incense! Beautiful grandma gave birth to you, very hard! We all need to love our own Mommy

Obviously, some people have instilled the filial piety of little things.

"Hetun, you are deceiving yourself in every word and every line! I have only one father. His name is Feng YishanThe more violent and cruel words of fenghang came one after another, and every sentence was like a sword, which went straight into the heart of Hetun.

In other words, no matter what kind of efforts Hetun made, he would be deceiving himself and others, and he would not appreciate it at all.

And Hetun's behavior became a clown, just entertaining himself.

He Tun's tall body faltered for a while, and Xing twelve gently held it behind him.

"Alan, you're right I really don't deserve to be your father I really don't deserve it! I'm sorry for you and Su He I'm sorry for your mother and son... "

He Tun's eyes were filled with muddy liquid. Perhaps it is really old, the whole person looks particularly sad and tired.

"I have no time to listen to you! If you really want to repent, go to hell and repent with my mother in person! "

Feng Xinglang stopped the continuation of Hetun by roaring.

Because every confession in Hetun made Feng Xinglang feel invisible oppression and suffocation.

He really can't listen any more!

It has to be said that Cong Gang is always able to grasp the opportunity.

At the door of the living room, a shadow flashed over and rushed towards Feng Xinglang and his son.

The ambush of good weather, good place and good people.

Cong Gang!

"Stand still! The life of the crown prince is more expensive than yours

The gun in Cong Gang's hand was firmly against Feng Xinglang's temple. "Believe it or not, I shot him. You have to be buried with him!"

Cong Gang put cruel words while driving the body of Feng Xinglang and his son to move out of the living room.

"Cong Gang, what do you want to do?"

He Tun, who was just about to die of grief, immediately regained its ferocity.

"Can't you see that? I'm threatening you with the life of your own son! "

Cong gang led Feng Xinglang and his son to lean towards the safer and more hidden stone pillar, "Hetun, let your adopted sons not act rashly! This is my own son and grandson. If you let them take risks with me, you will lose your children and grandchildren! "

"Cong Gang, what do you want to do?"

He Tun roared, "if you dare to hurt a Lang and 15, I'll let you die without a place to die!"

"You tell me I'm afraid

Cong Gang sneered coldly.

"Bear it!"

Cong Gang lowered his voice and whispered in Feng Xinglang's ear.

When Feng Xinglang was about to wink at Cong gang and beckoned him to go to the SUV, Cong Gang's left hand suddenly flashed past Feng Xinglang's forehead, and suddenly there was a long bloody mouth

The blood is not deep, only hurt the superficial skin, but bleeding from the forehead to the cheek, it looks very ferocious.

The key is to hurt Hetun's heart!

Because Feng Xinglang's blood is from his village!

"Cong Gang, what the hell do you want to do?"

Hetun was furious.

Cong Gang ignored that Hetun was on the verge of losing control. Instead, he lowered his voice and whispered in Feng Xinglang's ear again.

"Give me nono! I'll take him first! The tire was punctured by Xing Laowu. We can't leave! "

It seems that in order to keep his own son for a night in the city of paterburg, Hetun really tried his best.

Like this kind of tie tire deflate the next three abuse means unexpectedly also used!

At that time, Feng Xinglang was very angry because Cong Gang didn't know what to use to hurt his head. He wants to get angry, but in order to take his son Feng Linnuo away smoothly, he has to bear the humiliation and cooperate with CongGang.

Subconsciously, he took a look at the stone yard, because it was too dark to see whether the tire had been punctured.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Feng Xinglang chose to believe CongGang.

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't have to take such a risk at that time. As long as he came from Hetun, he could take his son Feng Linnuo away from Fort Patel safely. It's just a matter of time.

At most, it's just a few words from Hetun!

But Feng Xinglang chose to conspire with CongGang to deal with Hetun, a physical father!

Perhaps only Feng Xinglang himself can understand the accumulated resentment!

"Take care of Nono! He's my life, you know it Feng Xinglang lowered his voice.

"We meet in the same place! Waiting for you

Cong Gang just hugged Lin Nuo who had been strangled for a long time from Feng Xinglang's arms.

"Big caterpillar? Is that you? "

At that time, Linnuo children had been confused by this sudden mutation.

Who are the good guys and the bad guys? What on earth do they want to do?

Why does the caterpillar point a gun at his father's head?

The key Pro father is not angry, it seems that he is still discussing something with the caterpillar!"Don't talk, big caterpillar will take you first! Your father, they'll follow

Cong Gang takes the little guy in his arms and takes a more comfortable posture.

Of course, they are not vegetarians. Although they can't hear Cong Gang whispering to Feng Xinglang, they seem to have smelled a hint of being cheated and used.

Already invisible in the dark, Xing Laojiu flies towards CongGang like a panther waiting for an opportunity.

Cong Gang's reaction speed is faster:

"Feng Xinglang, I'll give you another chance to shoot at Hetun! Don't take aim this time

He pushed Xing Laojiu, who was attacked by Feng Xinglang