Chapter 1599: How to play (1/2)

”No! Stop!”

Feng Xinglang shouted loudly, ”This grandson is separated by generations! Let's cut my son! Cut my finger to make Hetun's heart more painful!”

In front of the bloodthirsty and ferocious Seresto, what Feng Xinglang can do for his son is to use his own body to protect his son's integrity!

”No, don't chop my dad's hand! My hand lets you chop!”

It was Xing Shipeng screaming. Because he really didn't want to see his father Feng Xinglang be chopped off his finger.

Feng Xinglang's fatherly love, in return, is the child's Yongquanxiangbao!

”Oh, how touching father and son are!”

It should be the memories of Ceresto, and he sighed with a sigh of indifference.

”Selesto, let go of my son and my grandson. They are innocent ... you want me to die!”

Hetun softly begged. He wants to give Xing Ba them more time! He was convinced that Xing Ba and they would come here.

He Tunfu's soft words seemed to evoke Seresto's more brutal blood.

He rushed towards Hetun, facing his abdomen with a heavy weight; Hetun endured the leg that Cresto had brought up, and took several steps back to stabilize his body. The corner of the mouth also spilled a little blood.

”They are innocent?”

Seresto, irritated by Hetun, was almost completely out of control. ”When you killed my family, did you think that my child was also innocent? Poor my little nephew ... he was only eight months old ... I'm drinking a bottle ... I was killed alive by yours !!! ''

The out-of-control Ceresto was kicking his hands and kicking hard at Hetun; he was bleeding more than his nose.

”Don't hit my righteous father ... I will avenge my righteous father!” The strong boy shouted loudly.

”Little cub, do you want revenge for your righteous father? Throw him down!”

Seresto was completely red-eyed, and his face became emaciated.

Before Feng Xinglang had time to shout ‘Stop’, the bound strong boy was knocked down by Custer from the elevated second-floor observation platform.

Maybe we should really thank Hetun for the devil-like purgatory of this child over the past few years. The little guy adjusted his posture on the ground in the air. With the small body that was already strong, he rolled and dispersed at the moment of landing Dropped part of the gravity impact force.

But he was still spitting blood! After all, his arms were tied and he couldn't adjust his best posture in the air.

The little boy trembled and wanted to get up ...

”Fifteen, lie down and stay still!”

Feng Xinglang rushed over and held down the strong boy who wanted to get up.

But he had just touched the strong boy, and had been pulled away by the people of Seresto.

”Fifteen, obediently, stay still ...”

The little guy looked at Feng Xinglang, opened his **** mouth, and murmured Feng Xinglang, ”Daddy.”

This ‘daddy’ was so frustrating that Feng Xinglang was so sad!

All children! Although Feng Xinglang couldn't make it his own, but watching two innocent children suffer for his own child, his heart was stricken with pain.

”Throw the other two children together!”

It seems that Seresto has found another more exciting way.

Vaguely, Seresto should have smelled something: Feng Xinglang had a deep affection for the father and son of the child who had been left downstairs; but Hetun's response seemed quite dull ... Could it be said that the child was simply Not Xing Shifang? !!

So, Cresto let Caster leave the other two children to test Hetun's response!