Chapter 474: Blood-stained father and son meet (below) (2/2)

But Feng Xinglang can be sure: he really only met his fifteen-year-old boy for the first time.

But he felt inexplicably that he had known this child for many years!

The long throbbing heart made Feng Xinglang unable to calm down.

”The children raised by Hetun are strange to have a tutor! It's just a pity that a small thing just a few years old has been reduced to a tool used by Hetun!”

Yan Bang sighed slightly, ”Lang, I think Hetun wants to fight a protracted battle with you! His son is a protagonist! The young boy just behind him is estimated to be in his twenties. Plus this one Little ... this Hetun really competes with you! ”

Seeing Feng Xinglang staring at Hetun, he kept silent, and Yan Bang asked again, ”Lang, what kind of deep hatred do you have with Hetun?”

”Presumably because I'm too handsome, this old poisonous fish envyes and envys me!”

Feng Xing Lang Leng humor.

In fact, this question asked by Yan Bang is also a problem that has always puzzled Feng Xinglang. He certainly didn't believe that Hetun would kill the brothers only because his face didn't fit his eyes.

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Toilet.

The man in the mirror has an erect posture and a handsome face.

Feng Xinglang is indeed a handsome man!

Allow the cold water to flow between the distinct fingers of your bones.

In my mind, I couldn't help thinking about the little boy in Hetun's arms: Why is that shy little look so familiar?

With a click, Feng Xinglang heard the door of the bathroom being closed and locked.

”Feng Xinglang!”

Then there was a childish cry.

Looking back, Feng Xinglang saw the little guy with his hands behind him.

The little guy still looks very cute: the dumb cute Qimei pot covers the head, the waxy baby's fat cheeks, the flickering black and white eyes, the clear eyes are moving and aura; the corners of his mouth are raised lazily, proud Stubborn again ...

While looking at each other, Feng Xinglang couldn't help showing a gentle and friendly smile towards Xing Shifang.

Knowing that the little thing was the righteous son of Hetun, Feng Xinglang couldn't hate this little guy. Not to mention a baby girl.

”Do you want to ... talk to me alone?”

Glancing at the door locked by the little guy, Feng Xinglang said in a loud voice.

”Feng Xinglang, you are so annoying! You bullied a girl!”

Lin Nuo said angrily.

Bullying a girl? Where does this come from?

”Can we talk about some mild and positive topics. For example: Optimus Prime who saved the earth, or Ultraman who knocked down the monster again and again?”

Feng Xinglang doesn't seem to like the little thing always being aggressive when talking to him.

”Then I will destroy you on behalf of the earth!”

The little guy filled with indignation, took out a crossbow from behind, aimed at Feng Xinglang and shot over.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang really didn't expect this little guy to be so aggressive!

More or less, Feng Xinglang felt inexplicably sad.

The little guy's movements and postures are standard. At a glance, I know that I have trained since childhood.

Sure enough, this little thing really was cultivated by Hetun and used as a tool against him.

With Feng Xinglang's agile skill, he could completely avoid the arrows that Lin Nuo shot at him, but he didn't know what the reason was, or he was absent-minded, and the crossbow hit his shoulder.

A few seconds later, the smoky suit on Feng Xinglang's left shoulder was red with blood.

This is a crossbow that can fire three arrows ...