Chapter 395: Also humbled a lot (1/2)

”Can you continue to do multiple-choice questions in your current situation?” He Tun asked rhetorically.

”Butty crap! Take me to meet them soon!”

Feng Xinglang's mood was almost out of control.

That was his close relative, and every second he played against Hetun was almost suffering his heart. He would rather suffer for them instead.

He Tun looked at Feng Xinglang's face that seemed to have met him in a dream, clear and fuzzy; familiar and unfamiliar!

It took him more than ten minutes. Is he so calm?

If he had been suffering for more than 20 years, wouldn't he have gone into trouble for a long time?

Hetun seems to have no way of telling: at this moment, have he gone into trouble!

He knew he couldn't let go of that woman in his life, and his widower! And the children she and her husband gave birth to!

Those who betray him will die!

Now that she is dead, let her son take over all this for her!

He Tun stared hard, making Feng Xinglang extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't know why Hetun hated the brothers so much because of his face. He intuitively told Feng Xinglang that there must be deeper grievances in it. Maybe it involves the previous generation!

At this moment, Feng Xinglang had no time to take into account the reasons why Hetun rushed to kill their two brothers. He just wanted to see his elder brother Feng Lixin and the woman who was so stupid as to be distressing as soon as possible!

”Young man, you will pay for every arrogance and arrogance of your sentence!”

Hetun started playing with the rosewood bracelet again. Maybe that was a unique way he calmed down his own inner wave.

For years, whenever he thinks about that woman, he will play with this bracelet to relieve the kind of piercing pain.

”I'm arrogant? I'm arrogant? How about Mr. Hetun?

If I remember correctly, our brothers should have no grudges against you, right?

You say that because my face is not good, you try to kill our brothers?

Compared to my arrogance and arrogance, your venom and ferocity have reached the point where it is hard to write! ”

Feng Xinglang snapped back at Hetun.

Before coming to the appointment, Feng Xinglang had figured out a way forward for himself. There are optimistic and free and easy. But none of them would be as painful as Hetun expected!

He Tun's gaze once again fixed on Zhang Xingyi's extraordinary face.

When he argued with him, he looked like that woman; he was always so thorny that he refused to yield to him, and even refused to submit. Tied him like a hedgehog, and smoothed his sharp edge little by little!

Why remember that woman again?

He Tun left at the beginning, unwilling to continue to stare at Feng Xinglang's face! Even a glance would make him uncomfortable!

It's like a sharp knife. I want to seal the dust in my heart and dig it out little by little!

Bloody, people dare not face it!

”Go and cover his face!”

Hetun's voice was stained with a glimpse of vicissitudes.

I don't know if it was the fourth or fifth person, and he threw a black hood to Xing Ba.

Xing Ba slowly walked towards Feng Xinglang. The pace was light enough to ignore that he was walking.

Feng Xinglang would like to adapt to what extent Xing Ba is so powerful. So, when Xing Ba was one meter away from him, he greeted Xing Ba's mediocre face with a right uppercut.

Xing Ba seems to be waiting for Feng Xinglang to punch him.

At the moment Feng Xinglang punched him, he shook his head with a sigh, as if scorning Feng Xinglang's punching speed was too bad!

Feng Xinglang didn't see exactly how Xing Ba moved his steps. At the same time he lost his punch, Xing Ba had flashed behind Feng Xinglang and struck him somewhere in his spine ... ...

To be precise, it's called fierce scratching! His hand was like the claws of a hawk piercing, stabbing Feng Xinglang's clothes, and fiercely scratching on a section of Feng Xinglang's spine.

Feng Xinglang instantly felt that his body was uncontrolled, and the whole man took several steps to stabilize his body.