Chapter 1833: Love Letter 38 (1/2)

Let Xing Twelve kneel to this group of crooked melon?

Oh, this mashup really dares to think!

Even if Feng Xinglang agreed, Xing Shiliang did not agree!

Xing Twelve whispered a tense breath: this Feng Xinglang was quite reliable, and it was enough to give him face!

In fact, Xing Shier's most worried is: Feng Xinglang will show his ability in front of his wife and children, and will force his father, Hetun, to force him to kneel down the rats!

It's sad!

Fortunately, Prince Xing is not that kind of person!

Not only wasn't that kind of person, but he also gave him a fair face, which made Xing Shierzhuang more fond of Feng Xinglang.

”He can't stand it! I can stand it!”

The head of the little head straddled his two legs, and then patted his leg. ”Climb over from me, this is all it takes!”

Want Xing Twelve to be an insult to His Majesty?

Really **** more and more! More and more looking for death!

If you want to talk about it, these dozens of people are not their opponents at all; Xing Xinglang promised his wife not to use violence to solve the problem.

”Well ... I'm afraid it's even more inappropriate!”

Feng Xinglang's face still had a smile on his face. He stepped forward and stepped lightly on the shoulder of the small head, and then pulled his hand to touch his waist.

”What's not suitable? Laozi's **** feels right!”

The little boss was stunned by what he felt.

”Did you touch it?”

Feng Xinglang smiled slightly and lowered his voice: ”The reason why I said it was inappropriate ... because he is like a special police officer like me!”

”... You want to fool me with a **** toy gun?” The little chief hummed.

”Don't believe me?” Feng Xinglang smiled coldly. ”Then try with your head!”

This gun is really not a toy gun. Feng Xinglang was pulled from Xing Shishi before he got up.

Seeing that the little boss's complexion became iron blue, Feng Xinglang knew that his intimidation had already begun to bear fruit.

”Of course, as special police, we will not kill innocent people!”

Feng Xinglang knew it would be difficult to convince them if they didn't show something. So he stepped closer and lowered his voice, ”Are we special police, then you can see at a glance!”

Raising his knuckle-finger fingers, Feng Xinglang pointed to the three strong men on the side of the little boss. ”Within three seconds, my men can make all three of their foreheads bright! Of course, just point it out!”

Having said that, in an unbelievable expression of the little boss, Feng Xinglang looked at Xing Shier, and made an eyebrow gesture to signal that Xing Shier could start his performance.

Xing Twelve frowned at Feng Xinglang: What are you doing? Let me play monkeys in front of them!

Feng Xinglang stared back at Xing Twelve: What a monkey, this is called deterrence! No more shots, I let your righteous father ...

Before Feng Xinglang's ”bringing of love”, I saw Xing Shierliang's figure almost drifting like a ghost, drifting towards the three strong men that Feng Xinglang had just pointed at.

Xing Twelve's knife speed was so amazing that even Feng Xinglang was amazing!

If it were not for the day, even Feng Xinglang would doubt whether this guy was a ghost!

After a gust of wind, Xing Shiliang returned to Yitun Hetun again.

On the forehead of the three strong men Feng Xinglang just used his fingers, there was an extra 'X' on the blood beads.

The head of the little boss really looked at me. Feel that those strange techniques that can only appear in movies actually appear in the real world?