Chapter 1912: Father and son (1/2)

Feng Xinglang has arrived on Hetun's forehead more than once with a gun!

It was for Yan Bang before, but now it is because of Cong Gang!

Maybe the mood is not the same!

”If I were to be a ruthless person, the first thing to kill would be you!”

Feng Xinglang arrived at Hetun fiercely with a muzzle. ”You have killed my elder brother and almost made me a corpse ... Shouldn't I revenge for what you did that year?”

Looking at Lu Lu's son, Hetun behaved quite calmly.

”Alan, what Dad did to you at that time was indeed an unforgivable crime! If you shoot and kill me, I can eliminate the anger in my heart, then I am willing to die under your gun!”

”Do you think I can't shoot it hard? Then you're totally wrong!”

While Fang Xinglang held his gun against his dad Hetun, Cobain maintained a motionless posture.

Does not seem to care about the life and death of Hetun!

This is completely different from Xing Shiliang's performance.

If it was replaced by Xing Twelve, he would rush over to grab the gun desperately; even if he could not win the gun, he would use his own body to block the muzzle for Hetun. Xing Shiliang is such a fool!

And this Coppen seems to be much calmer than Xing Twelve! Just squinted and watched quietly.

Furious Feng Xinglang smashed Hetun's head with a muzzle, and after a quick breath, he was still unable to pull the trigger.

Then he hissed, ”I just don't want to stain my hands!”

”Feng Xinglang! What are you doing? I really want my uncle!”

With Keben, Xing Shier was originally bowing in his own room, and rushed out when he heard that there was something wrong in the living room.

”If Cong has just died, I will let you be buried! Let all of you be buried!”

It seemed to evoke a lingering past, leaving this rude remark, Feng Xinglang walked toward the living room door without turning back.

Some pain points cannot be touched. That past event turned out to be a thorn in Feng Xinglang's life that can never be relieved!

It was Coben who went out with Prince Xing. Xing Shiliang stayed beside Hetun to soothe.

”Prince Xing, please stay away!”

Out of a distance of about fifty or sixty meters, Coppen stopped Feng Xinglang, who was rushing ahead.

Feng Xing Langton stepped back, staring back sharply at Coburn, who was following him.

”You're Koben, right? I remember you!”

Feng Xinglang's voice hissed from his throat, filled with anger.

”This is Prince Xing's thing ... it belongs to the original owner!”

Coppen stretched a clenched fist towards Feng Xinglang. It didn't look like the provocation of Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cobb's clenched fist, wondering what medicine this guy sold in the gourd.

”Why, dare not reach out to pick it up? Rest assured, there is a righteous father, I dare not hit you!”

Kebenpi's unsmiling appearance really made his teeth look itchy.

Feng Xinglang knew that Coppen didn't dare to take himself, and he was still in a messy mood, so he reached for it.

I thought it would be something related to Cong Gang, but didn't expect it to be ... a bullet? !!

”Your bullet! You just unloaded it from your pistol before entering the basement!”

Seriously, at this moment, Feng Xinglang really learned the skills of Keben!

Cobain unloaded the bullet from his pistol, he didn't even notice it? !! How deep is this?

It's no surprise that when Feng Xinglang arrived at Hetun's head with a pistol, Coppen didn't show any nervous expression at all!

Because he knew there was no bullet in the Fengxinglang pistol!