Chapter 397: Please ... dont shoot at my belly! (1/2)
”Feng Xinglang, you can now choose!
If you want one of them to live, use your own body to block the three bullets in the gun for them!
After three bullets, if you are still alive, that person you choose will be alive!
The lives of the two of them are in your thoughts of Feng Xinglang! ”
Hetun voiced the rules for doing this multiple choice question.
Not like what Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo imagined: As long as Feng Xinglang opened his mouth, the person he chose could leave alive!
The poison of Hetun is that the person chosen by Feng Xinglang must watch Feng Xinglang take these three shots for him!
In other words, even if one of Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo can survive, then he or she will live in fear, self-blame, and guilt for the rest of his life!
That feeling is just as bad as life!
Because Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo are lovers. Guilt will only be stronger!
”Hetun, you are too despicable!”
Feng Lixin hissed, using his unclear voice.
”Hetun, some kind of you shot me! I'll take these three shots!”
Feng Lixin was reluctant to suffer and suffer from his brother. He has been so protective of him since childhood. Feng Xinglang resists, misunderstands, and retaliates, but Feng Lixin treats him without hesitation!
It will be the same today! As long as he is alive, he will not watch Feng Xinglang suffer pain and blood!
”You are not qualified yet!”
He Tun said quietly.
Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang are two half-brothers.
Hetun didn't even understand it: the woman would have a track with a family man!
And knowing that Feng Yishan already has his wife and children, she still gave birth to Feng Yishan's illegitimate son Feng Xinglang!
How deep is this love?
Only then will the woman who is shuixingyanghua betray him, and be an underground mistress who can't see Feng Yishan?
Sinful woman!
And the children she gave birth must die!
Feng Xinglang didn't think about it, went straight to Feng Lixin on the wheelchair, and blocked his body in front of Feng Lixin.
At this moment, He Tun's muzzle was aimed at Feng Lixin.
Therefore, Feng Xinglang is completely understandable in front of Feng Lixin.
Because he didn't want Feng Lixin to be hit by bullets! With Feng Lixin's physical condition, he couldn't stand Hetun's bullets. Not to mention three bullets, just one bullet, Feng Lixin can't take it!
”Xing Lang, roll it aside for me! I don't need you to stop me from bullets! Hurry!”
Feng Lixin snapped at Feng Xinglang.
The seal line in front of the wheelchair did not move.
”Feng Xinglang, you get away! Did you hear me? I let you get away!”
The iron chain on Feng Lixin's ankle was rattled and rattled, leaving Feng Xinglang in front of him to remain motionless, regardless of how Feng Lixin kicked with his foot.
But at this moment, the muzzle in Hetun's hand was removed from Feng Lixin's body and aimed at Lin Xueluo on the other side.
The moment she pointed her gun at the snow, she became nervous.
She is just a little woman and she is afraid of death.
Snow fell so scared that the atmosphere didn't dare to come out. Instinctively embraced his belly with both hands.
But Hetun's muzzle was aimed at her stomach.
Under the outline of a tight-knit dress, the snowfall that has been pregnant for four months has shown a pregnant taste.
”Please ... don't shoot at my belly ... please!”