Chapter 1168: Love ... love?

Xing Ba got into Feng Xinglang's car.

Feng Xinglang has been waiting for him.

"Prince Xing, are you waiting for me? I don't know what to order? I'm yours now!"

Xing Ba knew that Feng Xinglang was waiting for him; he also knew that in the near future, they would have new masters. Hetun will exclude aliens and leave the most loyal sons to his only son!

Xing Ba is undoubtedly the one with the highest awareness!

"Xing Lao Ba, if you are Xing San, and you also bring a crying child, how will you leave Shencheng?"

Feng Xinglang turned his head and asked quietly. Xing Ba knew Xing San best and asked him to do more with less.

"If I were Xing San ... I would walk by the waterway! Shencheng is near the sea. It is undoubtedly the most convenient way to walk by the waterway. It can also disrupt the sight and not be tracked. So many docks and ports come in and out With so many shipping, passengers, people, and operations, with Xing San's ability, he wants to get through the border is easy. "

"Then you mean, we want to track Xing San's whereabouts, no doubt in a haystack?"

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were twisted a little bit, and his brows seemed to be filled with uneasy worries.

"That should be the case!"

Listening to Xing Ba's tone, it does not seem to see that the world is looking for Xing San's whereabouts.

"No matter what kind of transportation Xing San uses to leave Shencheng, he has to find a foothold, right? A child less than five years old, crying all the way, should not take it well!"

It has been two or three days since Xing San left Shencheng; Feng Xinglang was not optimistic about blocking Xing San from halfway. Without knowing where Xing San is going, this world-wide chaos is indeed unrealistic.

"Stop?"

Xing Ba frowned. "Usmal is one. It is located in the northern part of Yucatan, a major place of business and politics. My elder father left him there to take care of the business on the Cuban side!"

Thinking about it, Xing Bawei turned to his side, "Xing's second child is in Mexico. You can let him wait for Uxmal to wait for the rabbit!"

Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, but frowned and shook his head again. "Xing Er was so violent. I was worried that he and Xing San would come to terms with each other, and it would involve the safety of the regiment!"

Xing Er had severely injured Yan Bang at the time and blew up Cong Gang's haunted house; his fierce means showed that.

"This is true! The second child has always been fierce and a bit more fierce than my righteous father! But he is the most loyal to my righteous father! Because of his current power and status, even if he does not want to replace it, Listen obediently to my righteous father ... "

Feeling a bit far away, Xing Bacai accepted the topic, "What are you going to do?"

"Is there any place for Xing San to be outside Shencheng?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Near Shencheng ... not quite sure!" Xing Ba shook his head.

"So what kind of person is Xing San? Is he good to feed?"

Xing Sanji took a moment, "Good to feed ... what do you mean?"

"He just eats whatever he wants, regardless of the type of person!"

"What does that mean ... I don't feel like he's a very good person to feed!"

Xing Ba frowned, "My elder brother is often not in Peteburg, he is the boss besides my righteous father! All the food is excellent! Especially for the old seventh, it is Lanyouyou, especially There is love! "

"Is he caring?" Feng Xinglang asked abruptly.

"What? Love ... love?"

Xing Bagan smiled and laughed at himself: "Do you think people like us who live on bloodthirsty will have love?"

"But I can see that you love my Nono!" Feng Xinglang gathered his eyes.

"... That's true!"

Xing Ba sighed slightly, "The little things are cute! But there are so many people who spoil him ... he likes the old twelve!"

"I mean to ask: Xing San, will he ... love Tuantuan?"

Feng Xinglang's timely speech prevented Xing Batai from being too divergent. Answering and answering, he can pull the topic away.

"If he meant to take that little girl back to her daughter to raise her, he should be very affectionate! The third child always loves what he loves!"

"That's good ... I hope he can treat the group!"

...

Binmana County, in the narrow strip of the Xitang River Valley between the Bugu Mountains and the Bennong Mountains, is surrounded by mountains in the north and Pingchuan in the south. It has a good hidden advantage.

In a modern building where a local bureaucrat lived, Xing San quietly watched Feng Tuan crying and falling asleep.

The little things were washed clean by Xing San, and they also put on cute cartoon pajamas.

In addition to crying and begging, the little things did not add any chaos to Xing San.

As long as Xing San was able to coax her patiently, the small things seemed to be able to succumb to their own grievances while eating while sobbing.

And the little guy doesn't pick out what to eat. Fruits and vegetables are loved. In general, it is quite good to feed.

Thanks to Linuo children! At weekdays at the Fengjia table, Feng Tuantuan did not eat less of the vegetables and fruits he hated.

When Xiao Ai woke up, Xing San was sitting against the bed, facing the window, and the artificial leg was set aside.

This time, the little thing didn't cry and didn't make trouble, but quietly got up and sat up, staring at Xing Sanyi for a while.

Feeling that Xing San just stared out the window and didn't notice her here, Xiao Ai quietly climbed out of the bed and walked towards the door with her bare feet.

The door of the room was not locked. With a click, she successfully opened the door.

The little thing didn't even dare to return, and spurred and rushed out of the door.

After the little things ran out, Xing San was unhurriedly put on his prosthetic leg, and then followed slowly.

Feng Tuan Tuan made the effort to feed without running back ...

I ran across the long corridor and down the stairs; after three floors, I ran out of breath on the back of the armrest. Looking back upstairs, the big bad guy didn't chase it out.

After the small things changed their breath, they continued to run downstairs.

The little thing at the time had only one belief: leave here and run out to find the police uncle! Then call papa and uncle and ask them to pick themselves up quickly.

The idea was pretty good, but after the little thing went down to the courtyard on the ground floor, she was stunned by everything in front of her.

At the only exit, more than a dozen Burmese pythons of different sizes are swimming or still or swimming.

The little guy didn't know any Burmese pythons, but she was really scared by the big and long snakes.

"Hmm ..." Among them was a big snake that strangled the living rabbit directly, then slowly grew its **** mouth and ate the poor rabbit ...

"Ah ... help!"

When seeing a Burmese python swimming towards himself, Feng Tuan Tuan screamed and immediately turned towards the building.

Xing San stood silently at the entrance of the building and looked at it, but did not step forward to catch the small things.

"Uncle bad guy ... help me ... save the team!"

"Hello dad!"

"Good dad ... hurry up!"

The little thing was scared to cry, rushed over and hugged Xing San's leg tightly.

Xing San slowly took the small things off the ground and embraced them.

The frightened Feng Tuan Tuan lifted up a pair of little feet, hugged Xing San's neck tightly, and began to cry in horror and sadness.

"Good, don't cry!"

Xing San patted the little guy's back tenderly, "Do not run around in the future, do you know? Those big pythons will eat you like the poor rabbit!"

"Tuantu know! Tuantu will never dare!"

The little guy kept burying his head and was afraid to look up to see those Burmese pythons. Tightly on Xing San's shoulder, weeping.

"Well, this is good!"

Xing San kissed the little face with tears, and loved the whisper, "A good father will protect a good group!"

All day, Feng Tuan Tuan didn't dare to walk around Xing San's body. I was afraid that my feet would be entangled in a big python.

Tired of crying, I fell asleep on Xing San's shoulder, woke up and continued to hum and weeping.

"Tuantu no more crying, good! Will you have dinner with a good dad? Dad feeds you!"

Xing San quickly integrated into his father's role; Suddenly there was such a little padded jacket, Xing Sandao was enjoying it.

Even in the crying clan, Xing San didn't feel annoying.

Perhaps the only headache was that Feng Tuantuan was crying with his mouth shut and going home.

"Tuan Tuan is not hungry ... Tuan Tuan doesn't want to eat!"

The little guy's voice cried out. She shook her head at any food Xing San fed.

"Tuantuan doesn't eat it, even a good dad can't eat it. In case those big pythons swim upstairs, dad is too hungry to protect Tuantuan, what should we do?"

Coaxing a little girl who is only four or five years old, Xing San, who has always been deceitful, has too many ways and rhetoric.

"Then ... that one bite, three bites ... no ... ten bites, OK?"

The small thing choked from time to time with inertia, staring out of the darkened window.

"Otherwise, take a bite, good father eats five! Okay?"

Seeing that Xiao Xiao reluctantly agreed to eat, Xing San in the secret joy also made some concessions.

The little thing nodded softly.

So, every time Xing San gave the small thing a bite to eat, he ate five or more sips by himself; when the plate bottomed out, he felt that he was eating so little.

This night, Xiao Xiao was sleeping quietly and well in Xing Sanhuai's arms, not crying or making trouble.

To be honest, these days with the company of Feng Tuan Tuan, Xing San feels that his life has just been reopened.

No longer do they live on killing and bloodthirsty, as they did before.

Even he has already begun to outline the good life for himself and his daughter!

Only the thought of chasing troops later, Xing San could not sleep for some night.

You don't need to be afraid of Feng Lixin's dad, but Feng Xinglang is a character that cannot be ignored.

Presumably, Feng Xinglang will follow his heart to recover his niece.

And behind him, there are a lot of people in Hetun who are hard to deal with!

It seems that a protracted battle is inevitable ...