Chapter 606: I will make Feng Xinglang die perfectly! (2/2)
Hetun is fierce, and even more poisonous.
He wanted to break apart Xueluo's mother and son alive, so that Lin Xue would live in the abyss of pain for the next half of her life who could not see her own son.
Nothing is more cruel to a mother than such torture!
”No ... no! Mr. Xing, please, you can't do this! I will obediently obey and never disobey you again ... please don't let our mother and son separate! Mr. Xing, I beg you ...”
Xue Luo knelt over to Hetun, kneeling at Hetun's feet and crying hard and begging.
”Throw it out!”
Three cruel and ruthless words overflow from the spooky gap between Hetun's teeth.
Although Xing Shiliang couldn't bear it. But this was the order of Yifu Hetun, who could not disobey.
Measure it from another angle: throwing a woman out of Repulse Bay can at least save a woman's life first.
So Xing Twelve stepped forward, and a knife fell on Xue Luo's neck. Xue Luo took a few slaps and fell into an endless coma.
”Let her go!”
Feng Xinglang hit the iron fence desperately. Because the remote control was on Xing Shir's body, he was prevented from being shocked again.
”Don't touch her!”
He shook the iron fence hysterically; but the cast iron fence remained motionless.
The handcuffs hit the iron fence and made a harsh noise.
The blood overflowed along Feng Xinglang's mouth, meandering all the way to his chest, and stained a large area.
But in the end, I could only watch the woman being taken away from the basement by Xing Shiliang.
Feng Xinglang stared directly at Hetun, with a flame of hatred in his eyes;
He Tun condensed Feng Xinglang's eyes, and seemed to want to strip Feng Xinglang's face exactly like that woman ...
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The little guy thought that he had teased Lao Xing with Mommy, but he didn't want to be tricked, but they were a family of three.
The little guy still in the drum was sitting on the flush toilet with a pair of little feet.
Seems to be procrastinating, wanting to allow mommy enough time to whisper to her **** dad.
It is not enough to forgive the **** dad yourself. You must forgive the **** dad.
Xing Ba opened the faucet, concealing the sound of the gate in the basement being closed and opened again.
It seems the little guy heard it too.
”Old man, what sounds do I seem to hear? Is the right father and old twelve coming back?”
The little guy conditionedly jumped off the toilet. If the righteous father had returned, it would be bad.
”I didn't hear any sound ... It's because you miss your righteous father too much.” Xing Badu made a noise.
”The sound is wrong!”
The little guy picked up his trousers and flew towards the door of the bathroom; but Xing Laoba took it into his arms.
”What anxious, you haven't wiped the PP yet!”
Xing Ba refused to let the little guy go, because he didn't want the little one who was only 5 years old to face the cruel and cold-blooded side of life.