Chapter 1062: Don't ask again!

The mutation and hostility of his own son Feng Xinglang made Hetun somewhat unacceptable.

The vicissitudes of his face shrouded a clear loss.

"Alang, there is no flight back to Shencheng so late. Where are you going to take fifteen? Let you go tomorrow morning ... Arang!"

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

After receiving the order, Ba Song immediately waved his sword to Lao Xing, who was closest to Feng Xinglang's father and son.

At that time, Ba Song was unavoidably high-profile and wantonly.

You know, here is Pete Fort, the site of his Hetun; so single-handed wielding a knife to cut people, really do not put Hetun in his eyes.

In front of Hetun, how can he tolerate Tha Bason's wantonness?

When it comes to playing swords, Xing Shier's skills must be above Ba Song; after separating Hetun from a safe distance, he flew towards Ba Song immediately! If it's not an emergency, with Xing's skill, you can play Ba Song with a ‘empty-handed white blade’.

However, knowing that the righteous father, He Tun, cut the crown prince and the fifteenth, Xing Shier directly went to the sword to chop Ba Song's hand with a dagger ...

Feng Xinglang just walked away with his son in his arms, so he couldn't help Ba Song alone. Ba Song immediately fell into a state of suffering. Coupled with Xing Shiliang's hostile behaviors that they have not been able to see, they have managed to seize this opportunity. Is there any reason why they should not be taught well? !!

At that time, Feng Xinglang wanted to help Ba Song hack people together. He just held his little cub in his arms, restraining his hands and feet.

Outside the door, the man in the Tang suit appeared again, haunting Feng Xinglang and his son.

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

"Go away! I have a gun on my body, don't you feel it?"

Feng Xinglang moved the small things in his arms into the arms of his left hand, freeing his right hand to draw a gun.

"Alan, I don't want to stop you if you want to go! But if you are all here, just give your mother a pillar and go!"

He Tun chased it out, and sincerely used the ‘remove strategy’.

The gun in Feng Xinglang's hand immediately shifted his direction and aimed at Hetun, who was catching up.

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

No reason or excuse can stop Feng Xinglang's determination to take his son away at this moment.

Hetun didn't evade, staring deeply at the place, staring at the most flesh and blood, only four meters apart.

"Aran, if you fire at me and you will resolve the hatred you have, then you will!"

These remarks are undoubtedly provoking Feng Xinglang's radical behavior.

Seeing my dad holding a gun at his father-in-law, it is still possible to shoot at any time, and the little thing is anxious.

"Why are you fighting again? I hate it!"

The little guy leaned forward and wanted to grab the gun from his father-in-law Feng Xinglang, but the bastard's father-in-law's arm was too long. As a result, he could only shake the arm of Push Xuan Feng Xinglang.

"Bang!" With a shot, Feng Xinglang fired.

Perhaps because of the shaking of his son Nono, Feng Xinglang's shot was not accurate!

Even if the shot was accurate at that time, the bullet would not land on Hetun. At that time, it was obvious that there were three righteous sons. No matter which one, Hetun would not be shot.

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

The child Lin Nuo screamed with dissatisfaction, "You are so annoying! My elder father just invited you to dinner and pick up my son. Why are you shooting my elder father!"

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

The little thing twisted his body, trying to break free from Feng Xinglang's arm; but he was tightened by his father.

Ba Song was injured and blood shed from his arm. Dripped all the way.

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

Feng Xinglang didn't move because of his son's words. He bit his words low and hissed.

At this moment, it seems to be a deadlock:

Ba Song was trapped in the living room; any escape action might kill him; and Feng Xinglang and his son were trapped in the door of the living room. Because Wyler clung to the small things and transferred a lot of Feng Xinglang's energy, he could not perform at all.

"Alang, I know you hate me, and blame me ... but your mother gave birth to you and gave you life! You have come a long way, and it ’s so difficult to give her a pillar of incense and leave.

Hetun still did not give up to convince his son Feng Xinglang to stay tonight. Because Feng Xing Rankine stayed tonight, there was a real icebreak between the father and son.

"Daddy, just give the beautiful grandma in the little black house a column incense! The beautiful grandma gave you a hard job! We all have to love our dear mommy!"

Obviously, the words of "filial obedience" by small things were inculcated.

"Hetun, every word and every act you are doing is deceiving yourself and humiliating yourself! I have only one father. His name is Feng Yishan!"

Feng Xinglang's words were more and more fierce, one after another, like a sword straight into the heart of Hetun.

In other words, no matter what kind of effort Hetun makes, it is all useless self-deception; he won't appreciate it at all.

The behavior of Hetun has become like a clown, just entertaining himself.

Hetun's tall body was stunned, and Xing Shiren held it lightly behind him to stabilize.

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

Hetun's eyes filled with turbid liquid. Maybe it's really old, the whole person looks extraordinarily emaciated and tired.

"I don't have time to listen to your crooked! If you really want to regret, go to **** and regret it with my mother!"

Feng Xinglang prevented Hetun from continuing with a screaming approach.

Because every repentance in Hetun makes Feng Xinglang feel invisible depression and suffocation.

He really can't listen anymore!

I have to say that Cong Gang is always able to do everything when it comes to timing.

At the entrance of the living room, a dark shadow flashed and flew towards Feng Xinglang and his son.

Ambush in the right place at the right time.

It's Cong Gang!

"Stand still! This Crown Prince's life is more expensive than you!"

The gun in Cong Gang's hand arrived fiercely at Feng Xinglang's temple. "Believe it or not, I shot him and you all have to be buried for him!"

As Cong Gang said something ruthless, he drove Feng Xinglang's father and son's body back to the living room.

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

Hetun, who was just still in sorrow, immediately resumed his fierceness.

"Don't you see it? I'm threatening you with your own son's life!"

Cong Gang led Feng Xinglang's father and son to lean towards a safer and more hidden stone pillar. "Hetun, let your righteous sons do not act lightly! This is also a son and a grandson. If you let them follow I'll take risks together, but you're going to die! "

"Cong Gang, what are you trying to do?"

Hetun shouted, "If you dare to hurt Alang and fifteen, I will let you die without a burial place!"

"You're right ... I'm scared!"

Cong just snorted coldly.

"Be patient!"

Cong Gang lowered his voice and whispered in Fenglang.

When Feng Xinglang was about to wink at Cong Gang, he motioned toward the off-road vehicle; Cong Gang's left hand suddenly passed over Feng Xinglang's head, and suddenly a long **** mouth overflowed with blood ...

The blood is not deep, it only hurts the superficial skin, but it can bleed from the forehead to the cheek.

The key is to hurt Hetun's heart!

Because Feng Xinglang's blood was flowing from his river!

"Cong Gang, what the **** are you trying to do?"

Hetun was furious.

Cong Gang ignored the runaway on the verge of Hetun, but whispered again in Fengxing Lang's ears, lowering his voice.

"Give me Nono! I'll take him first! The tire was punctured by Xing Laowu, we can't go!"

It seems that Hetun really tried his best to stay with his own son for a night in Pete Castle.

The next three indiscriminate means of tying up tires are also used!

At that time, Feng Xinglang was burned in anger by Cong Gang who didn't know what kind of thing he used to hurt his brain. He wanted to explode, but in order to take away his son Feng Linnuo smoothly, he had to cope with Cong Gang.

A subconscious glance towards the stone-built site, because it was too dark at night to see whether the tire had been pierced.

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

In fact, Feng Xinglang at the time did not need to take such an adventure. As long as he was from Hetun, he could safely take his son Feng Linnuo away from Peteburg. Sooner or later.

At best, I just listened to Hetun for a few words!

But Feng Xinglang chose to conspire with Cong Gang to deal with the physical daddy of Hetun!

This resentment may only be experienced by Feng Xinglang himself!

"Take care of Nono! He is my life, you know that!" Feng Xinglang lowered his voice.

"Our old place meets! Waiting for you!"

Cong Gang just now held Lin Nuo, who had been a little PP for a long time, from Feng Xinglang's arms.

"Big caterpillar? Is it you?"

At that time, the children of Lin Nuo had been a little embarrassed by the sudden mutation.

Who on earth is this good or who is bad? What do they want to do?

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

The key dear is not annoyed, it seems that he is still discussing something with the big caterpillar!

"Don't talk, Big Caterpillars will take you first! Your dear, they will follow later!"

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

Of course, the people in Hetun are not vegetarian; although they can't hear Cong Gang whispering with Feng Xinglang, they seem to have smelled a hint of being cheated and used.

Xing Laojiu, who had been hiding in the dark, flew towards Cong Gang as a black panther waiting for the opportunity.

Cong Gang responds faster:

"Feng Xinglang, give you another chance to shoot at Hetun! Let's aim this time, don't bother again!"

He pushed Xing Laojiu, who was attacked by Feng Xinglang, directly ...