Chapter 843: Can only save one

The pyramidal stab has a height of only two or three centimeters. It may not directly kill a person, but it can cause a person to bleed to death.

Cong Gang asked the third child to seal Feng Xinglang's mouth with aluminum foil tape; while Feng Xinglang himself did not really want to talk to Hetun, he acquiesced to Cong Gang's abnormal behavior.

Familiar scenes are reproduced, but things are different.

Especially identity!

Cong just sat behind a ground stab with an area of ​​70 to 80 square meters. He stared intently at Hetun in front of him.

It was a familiar and strange feeling!

The unforgettable hatred has already imprinted He Tun's face on Cong Gang's heart;

But at this moment the Hetun in front of him was strange. From Cong Gang's childhood, he was as strong as a bull, and now his hair is white. This ruthless knife is fair and just, and it will never let anyone in the world pass!

Time will strip your unforgettable things from your apex little by little, no matter how you are unsatisfied, how sad you are, how sorrowful and resentful it will be.

No one can escape life and death!

"Song Thai, let Arang go, I leave it to you."

He Tun's voice was steady. On the way to Yulong City, he had already made a choice.

In a way: he still thank Cong Gang so much!

He thanked Cong Gang for his success!

Complete a father's guilt towards his son!

He Tun tried to give everything to his son Feng Xinglang, including his life.

That way, even if he went to hell, he could talk to his beloved woman Ahe.

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

Cong just faded his voice.

I thought that when I faced Hetun again, I would still feel jealous and angry. But I do n’t know why, maybe his mood is old, Cong Gang is much calmer and calmer than ten years ago.

"So what do you want?" Hetun chuckled coldly.

The ground stab foot has 80 square feet, and no one should be able to leap forward except for people like Spiderman.

He Tun raised his head and stared deeply at his son Xing Lang, who was suspended six or seven meters high.

Feng Xinglang avoided the sight of Hetun. He didn't want to go straight to Hetun.

Pap, with Cong Gang's two high-five, another strapping rope slowly dropped from the central zenith.

"Fifteen? Fifteen ..." He Tun called eagerly.

Hearing the call of Hetun, he originally wanted to be silent and Jin and Cong Gang were waiting to watch Hetun's "good show" Feng Xinglang.

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

Turned out to be his own son, Feng Linnuo!

At the moment he saw his son, Feng Xinglang was almost going crazy.

"唔 ... 唔唔 ..."

Feng Xinglang yelled at Cong Gang hysterically, because his mouth was sealed with aluminum foil tape, Feng Xinglang could only utter a stubborn roar.

This atmosphere is what Cong Gang wants!

But the little guy seemed quite calm. He looked at his dad, who was hanging like him, and saw the Yifu Hetun standing below.

"Father ... Father ..."

"Cong Gang, what exactly do you want to do?" He Tun hissed at Cong Gang.

"In this scenario, you should be most familiar with Hetun!"

Cong Gang smiled coldly, "It's the same as that year, choose one. I will let people cut off the ropes on them at the same time, and the son and grandson will fall down ... and you can only save one!"

"Cong ... just ... I ... X ... you!"

Feng Xinglang shouted at Cong Gang as if he was a runaway beast.

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

Feng Xinglang really didn't expect: Cong Gang even arrested his child!

The situation is still familiar, but the identities of each other have changed 180 degrees.

He Tun, the original multiple-choice initiator, was strangely the one who made the choice;

Do you want to let Hetun feel, that kind of entanglement to crazy choices?

Feng Xinglang, who has made two choices, has now become one of the options in Cong Gang multiple choice question.

How about letting him experience the sadness and sadness of being abandoned?

In fact, at this moment, Feng Xinglang had absolutely no heartbreak and sadness to be abandoned. The only thing he cared about was that his biological bones could be peaceful!

Lin Nuo was only 5 years old, but it was the second time that he was an adult.

The first time was with the crying nose, and the second time was with my own dad ...

After hearing Cong Gang saying that Yifu Hetun was asked to do multiple choice questions, the little guy seemed a little anxious. But he couldn't speak, and could only wriggle his small body.

He wanted to tell his elder father Hetun: You must choose your father and father Xinglang; because the **** Cong has just told him that the ocean ball is under him. So he wouldn't fall or hurt at all.

"Song Tai, what are your grievances, come to me alone in Hetun! Let Alang and fifteen! They are innocent!"

Hetun hissed indignantly.

"Oh, I didn't expect the grand poisonous fish to say such things? When you forced my father to do this multiple-choice question, did you think of a woman without a chicken and a talent The innocence of an 8-year-old? "

Cong Gang asked Hetun with a sneer.

He Tun's throat knot slipped violently.

"My father died for your birth and laid down most of the country, but how did you treat his wife and children that way?"

Cong Gang's voice trembled slightly. He has always been indifferent, and he will have emotional excitement.

He Tun raised his interest slowly, "Song Tai, there are some things that are not what you see! I regard your father's brotherhood! But ..."

"But what? Was it because he had overtaken the Lord? Are you afraid he will shake your status and power?"

Facing Cong Gang's forcing, Hetun shook his head bitterly.

"No! It's your mother ... she didn't follow the woman's seduce to seduce me! She also framed Ahe ..."

"Shut up! Everyone is dead, how can you still be stolen?"

Cong just roared out of control. Maybe at this moment, he became his true self again.

He Tun raised his head, staring deeply at the suspended son and grandson, breathing deeply and then breathing deeply.

"Song Tai, I promised your father: this life and this life, I will not tell that secret! But today, for my own children and for you, I have to say!"

"It's a pity Hetun, I don't want to listen to your story! I will give you ten seconds to think about it: save your own son, or save my own grandson!"