Chapter 1951: Drag tongue to play

When the chill wind blew over Feng Xinglang's cheek, his originally smiling face became condensed in an instant.

Stepping out of the villa is not easy.

Maybe it is not just his pace that is heavy, but also his whole state of mind!

It seems that Feng Xinglang really did not expect: Cong Gang would hide so deep!

Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang had planted his people beside Yan Bang, and wondered that Yan Bang, who has amnesia today, is not controllable, and many people who monitor him are not an errand!

But Feng Xinglang was the one who never expected that He Cun Gang was beside him!

And that person was Köppen, which Hetun trusted so much!

Just in the sunshine room, Feng Xinglang was weak and sensational. Although Cong Gang won the verbal promise that he would not harm Hetun, Feng Xinglang was not sure whether Cong Gang would change his mind!

There are too many uncertain factors!

However, Cong Gang was willing to let Coburn's dual identity be known to him, more or less unexpected.

Alternative confession? Still demonstrating to him?

The messy state of mind could not be calmed down, and the steering wheel in his hand followed the call. Unconsciously, they drove towards Repulse Bay.

"Prince Xing, you haven't been here for a long time, but the elder father misses you!"

Xing Laowu grinned with a thick mouth, which seemed to be quite nagging.

For some reason, Feng Xinglang felt instantly: Xing Laowu and Xing Twelve were the simplest and most adorable!

So Feng Xinglang reached over and patted Xing Laowu's fleshy cheek. The gentleman smiled:

"I miss you too!"

This said, Xing Laowu was so flattered that Prince Xing was thinking about him!

He feels good about himself: Prince Xing ’s ‘you’ must include him Xing Wu!

"Prince Xing, you must come often!"

Xing Laowu's mouth was even wider. But the exposed teeth were quite white. Judging by his strong body like a cow, his appetite should be good.

"Okay, then listen to you, I will come often in the future!" Feng Xinglang smiled gently.

"Prince Xing, you are so nice ... you look handsome!"

Xing Laowu was really calm, and felt that the whole person was about to fly.

Feng Xinglang walked into the villa's living room without talking about Lao Xing who was smirking.

"Alang, are you here? What are you talking to the fifth child, so happy to listen to him outside!"

He Tun has always been very happy about his son's visit.

Seeing that Hetun was still living in front of himself, Feng Xinglang secretly called out a long stale cloud. He gave a deep glance at Hetun, and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Alan? What's wrong? Seeing your face doesn't look good ... arguing with Xue Luo again?"

Hetun noticed that his son's face was a little cold, and he was still a little bit indepressible.

"No ..." Feng Xinglang squeezed his eyebrows. "I just miss my mother a bit!"

This excuse is quite appropriate.

In fact, the impression of his mother Su He has long been blurred in Feng Xinglang's memory: a gloomy but stubborn woman! In comparison, he remembered his older brother Feng Lixin more!

After hearing what his son said, He Tun followed with sadness, "Well ... it's all my fault! I'm sorry Su He, I'm sorry for your mother and son!"

For this cliché, Feng Xinglang avoided it. The point is that he is not here to rush over to talk to his mother with Hetun!

Feng Xinglanghuan looked around and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are they, Xing Twelve? Why haven't you seen anyone waiting for you?"

Although Hetun's gunshot wound was almost healed, the filial piety of Xing Shiren was not near Hetun, which was not very common.

"Old Twelve went to see that little teacher!"

This is a cheerful and beautiful topic. "The last time Twelve helped his Laozhang people a lot, but his Laozhang people are more and more fond of Laozhao! I think about it, let Laozhao be a family in Shencheng. Yeah, it ’s also convenient to take care of you and Xueluo and a few children! "

Although Xing Twelve is filial and filial enough, but there is more than filial piety, but inadequate effort! Good driving to good driving, I'm afraid he can't guard against the appearance of someone like Keben!

"Well, I also think that little teacher is good! Xing Shiliang is a good match!" Feng Xinglang hummed.

Then he glanced at the corner of the living room and the screen, "Yes, what about Coburn? Why didn't you see him sticking like a wood man today?"

Feng Xinglang asked casually. He could not see or hear the trace of searching for Coben.

"Coburn went back to Mexico City to take care of his second brother!"

After answering his son's question, Hetun asked an additional sentence: "Why, shouldn't you still remember to hate him? I was afraid you would look upset at him, so I will send him away in advance!"

Obviously, Coppen lied to Hetun: he did not return to Mexico City, but went to Qibei Mountain City to serve Cong Gang!

All this, Hetun is still in the dark!

Maybe Coburn was not the first to betray him, and it would not be the last one!

Looking at the slightly old-fashioned Hetun in front of him is sad and pitiful!

"By the way, I'm bringing snowfall and two children over for dinner this weekend ..."

"Okay, I'll let the cook prepare!"

Hetun at this moment is quite kind. Like most elderly people, he is an elder looking forward to family warmth!

"Um ... well, you have some inconveniences. If Xing Shier was not around, you would let Xing Shi Xie be on your side!"

It seemed a bit absurd, and Feng Xinglang added a reasonable reason: "You have met so many enemies outside, it's necessary to be careful!"

"Relax, it's sixteen to be here tonight. It's a pretty good child!" Hetun Da now knows nothing about his own son.

"sixteen?"

Feng Xinglang murmured repeatedly. He knew that 'Xing Shiliu' was used by his son Lin Nuo for his dogs, and he was always a vacancy among the sons of Hetun. It was just that the dog named "Sixteen" couldn't stand the bullying of the child Xing Cheng, and the little hand that stuck the little thing in its mouth and dragged his tongue to play broke the skin, and the Mo steward did not keep it.

"How old is that child? Don't you be a minor again?"

Seriously, as the father of three children, Feng Xinglang couldn't accept Hetun to train those orphans as tools.

"I don't really know how old it is ... I guess it's 17 or 18 years old! I wanted Koben to lead him for a few days ..."

"You don't need Ke Bing to lead him! It is also very good for them to have Xing Shiliang!"

At this moment, Feng Xinglang was more like Xing Shier, who was more thoughtless and filial.

Before leaving for Repulse Bay, he didn't say anything about Coburn!

Not to mention whether Hetun can deal with Keben, it is because he is old ... It is better to be less bloody! But it is estimated that Hetun is not a person who will enjoy his old age!

Just bid farewell to Hetun and walked to the doorway, he saw Xing Shierzong hurriedly hurried back.

Feng Xinglang said nothing, pulled out a pistol from Xing Laowu's waist and fired at Xing Twelve ...