Chapter 1918: Expensive and warm (1/2)
Köppen knew that a person who was out of control had unpredictable behavior.
Perhaps Prince Xing didn't want to hurt Hetun, but he was forced to do his father's rebellious behavior!
In other words, Hetun, being held by his biological son at this moment, is really dangerous!
”Feng Xinglang, calm down! I'll take Song Tai out!”
Taking into account the safety of Yifu Hetun, Coppen eventually agreed to Feng Xinglang's excessive demands.
”Prince Xing, there is one thing you need to know: if something happens to my righteous father, everyone will not have to live!”
”What nonsense! Go and lead someone!”
Feng Xinglang hissed. In order to prevent Hetun from ordering Keben again, he kept covering Hetun's mouth. In fact, at this moment, the heartbreaking Hetun has nothing to say.
”Feng Xinglang, I really misread you!”
Xing Twelve has been watching Feng Xinglang's every move, always ready to counterattack.
”Xing Twelve, you can't understand a father's mood!”
Feng Xinglang responded to Xing XII while driving Hetun's body toward the door.
Xing Shiliang couldn't understand how Feng Xinglang wanted to save Cong Gang!
He must rescue Cong Gang!
Three minutes later, Cong was taken out of the underground dark room by Coppen.
It seemed to be hurting a bit, Cong Gang kept covering his waist on one side, dragging his steps halfway.
When he saw Feng Xinglang holding his gun against He Tun's head, a faint smile was passing by the corner of his lips.
And at this moment, Hetun also just stared at him!
Cong Gang smiled, like a sword straight into the heart of Hetun!
After all, it was him who lost a lot in Hetun!
He Tun lost to Cong Gang in a terrible way: his son's uncle's behavior, his grandson's unreasonable behavior ... enough to make him He Tun painful for a while!
And his physical son ‘given’ his physical gunshot wound! It's just a physical and mental pain!
”People brought it to you ... Quickly release my righteous father!”
When Coppen whispered, he pushed Cong Gang towards Fengxinglang, who was holding Hetun, in the past.
Cong Gang's body shoved over was crumbling and should not be injured; Feng Xinglang had to push the held Hetun to Köppen and Xing Shierang who came forward, and then held the injured Cong Gang .
”How hurt?” Feng Xinglang asked in a deep voice.
”Also ... not dead! We ... let's go!”
Feng Xinglang braced the injured Cong Gang with his shoulders and hurried toward the villa door.
Keben, catching Hetun, quickly put Hetun on the sofa in a horizontal hug, and tested the wound in Hetun's arm with his hand.
”Not a fatal injury! You stop bleeding to the righteous father! I'll go after them!”
After telling Xing Twelve a few words, Coben flashed out of the villa's living room almost like a ghost, and chased towards the escaped Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang.
I just felt a whirlwind passing by my ear, and the road ahead was stopped by Coben.
Less than twenty meters from Lexus of Fengxinglang! But with Coppen's obstruction, it was close at hand but far away.
”Song Thai, you can't run away!”
The short knife in Keben's hand shook a circle of cold light, ”No one of you can run!”
”Cong Gang, you go first! I'll stop him!”
Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and said in Cong Gang's ears: ”Go back and let Yan Bang release Nono!”
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang pulled the injured Cong Gang behind him.