Chapter 1178: Attentive (1/2)
Feng Xinglang almost stepped forward to stop Hetun.
Subconsciously groping on himself, Feng Xinglang groped a gun.
How come there is a gun on yourself? Presumably it was Cong Xinglang that Cong had just left when he was leaving.
This is to make them work hard!
With the stubbornness of Hetun, without the use of some lethal weapons, Feng Xinglang can only stop his mouth by playing tricks.
In any case, Hetun must stop. Xing San was alarmed, and it was not so easy to find Tuantuan.
Feng Xinglang hid his gun in his casual suit hiding in his chest, and then hurried toward Hetun all the way.
When he saw his son approaching him, Hetun's eyes were bright and loving.
”Alang, you are here.”
He Tun came forward, but Feng Xinglang resisted with a black hole. The father and son were close together, and people who were close to him could not see the gun held by Feng Xinglang.
But Xing Twelve and Xing Ba could see it.
”Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?” Xing Shili asked.
”Stop obediently and don't move around! Otherwise, you just wait to collect the corpse for Hetun!”
With a click, Feng Xinglang loaded the gun. This is the rhythm of my uncle!
Hetun was surprisingly calm. He still kept his eyes narrow and looked at his close son, as if he enjoyed being so close to his children.
Actually, it ’s close, but it ’s ‘pro’. It seems awkward!
Has a son got close to his father's heart with a gun?
”Alan, what's wrong? Still angry with Dad for Yan Bang's death?”
He Tun's tone is very friendly. It was as if the elders were patiently asking and playing with their own naughty urchins.
”Go back! You can't go to Xingsan!” Feng Xinglang hissed.
”Why? After Xing San was caught, wouldn't you know the whereabouts of the sealed group?”
Hetun asked a little puzzled. However, his son did not meet his soldiers for Yan Bang's death, so Hetun was relieved.
Just say, long pain is worse than short pain! Yan Bang is dead. Maybe his son will miss the feelings of his brother for some time, but he can eliminate the hidden dangers for his son's long road to happiness in the future. Hetun thinks he is worth it!
Although the son did not understand his good intentions!
”If Xing Sanning didn't say anything? Then we have to find a needle in a haystack!”
Feng Xinglang glanced sideways and looked around, and whispered, ”Xing San will take Lan Youyou to see Tuantuan in the past two days. You can't fight grass!”
When Feng Xinglang turned his head, Xing Shiliang had enough time and grasp to seize the gun in Feng Xinglang's hand without hurting Yifu Hetun; but Hetun raised his hand to signal Xing Twelve Don't act lightly.
He Tun seemed confident: his own son would not shoot at his biological father!
”Alang, in fact, Xing San was caught, and we can directly know the whereabouts of Feng Lixin's daughter from his mouth! Believe Dad!”
Although Feng Xinglang hated Hetun and always unknowingly used ‘dad’, he was too lazy to correct what happened to Hetun.
”No! I can't let Tuantuan take this risk!”
Feng Xinglang resisted Hetun's chest even harder with his muzzle. ”Retreat! Otherwise I will shoot!”
”Prince Xing, don't be impulsive! Watch out for firearms!”
Xing Ba immediately hit the round, ”You misunderstood your dear ...”
Seeing Feng Xinglang's discomfort, Xing Ba changed his voice and said, ”My elder father came here this time and sincerely wants to help you find the group!”
”No need to mess him up! Go back!”
Feng Xinglang insisted sternly.
”Okay! You can ask Dad to return, but you have to go with me! You are so blind-attacked, Dad is really worried about your safety!”
Hetun is very talkative. My son asked him to return, and he just returned.
And don't forget to show his loving fatherly love!
”No need to worry about you!”
Feng Xinglang appreciated Hetun's cold eyes. It's just that he doesn't want to go with Hetun. He has to supervise Hetun to leave to rest assured.
He didn't want the niece to take any danger. As long as one of his uncles can do it, he will do his best.
”Okay, I'll follow you!”
”Then Prince Xing has a request here! By the way, collect the gun, it's easy to get out!”
Xing Ba's witty remarks are still pleasing to the ear.
Cong Gang, not far away, watched indifferently, leaving Feng Xinglang's car on Hetun to leave.
Isn't it good to throw that scourge on his dad?
just……
An inexplicable rush came, Cong Gang covered his head in a hooded sweater.
...
Xing San stayed in front of Lan Youyou's bed until she woke up.
”Third Brother ... Third Brother ...”