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Chapter 382 - Fearing a pig-like teammate!
How could he have children? It was something he did not even dare to think about!
"Old Mo, I only said if …"
Feng Lixin seemed to be choked, "If I die, remember to help me pick out a somewhat handsome photo as my last photo. Xinglang and Xueluo will probably bring their children to be my sacrifices … It's too ugly, it will scare the child! "
Unable to suppress the grief in his heart, Feng Lixin turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.
"First Young Master, what are you thinking about now? I hate to hear such nonsense from you! "
Butler Mo became anxious. He felt pain in his heart.
If not for the fact that he couldn't bear to part with First Young Master, Butler Mo would have long ago gone back to his hometown to live during the year. He'd had enough of Feng Yishan's moody mood back then. However, the Butler Mo cherished and doted upon the approachable First Young Master Feng Lixin.
"Alright Old Mo, why are you so angry? I'm just saying if. Just treat it as me speaking to you like a child! "
Feng Lixin forced himself to smile.
Drinking a mouthful of the bird's nest that the Butler Mo had fed to him, Feng Lixin slowly took a deep breath.
"Old Mo, when Xinglang's and Xueluo's children grow up, you better not tell him the tragic story of my uncle! The child did not like to hear it, but it would also increase his sense of oppression! I don't want my nephew to live with a hatred and a heavy sense of gratitude like his father! I just want this little thing to be safe, happy and healthy, better than anything else! "
Butler Mo felt that his words were a little sad today. It was as if he had returned to that depressed and disappointed day. Every day, he thought that he was about to die. Then, he would nag him again and again for words of reassurance.
"If you want to tell your story, then this sovereign will have to personally tell it to him!"
"First Young Master, you are worried about Second Young Master right? Relax, with Second Young Master's wisdom, he will definitely be able to defeat Hetun! You just calmly wait in Bai's mansion, wait for Second Young Master and Second Madame to come and fetch you back. "
Slightly, Butler Mo added, "At that time, perhaps Miss Lan will come to bring you back to Feng Family! The heart is always grown, you love Miss Lan so much, one day she will change her mind! "
A change of heart? Was her heart a second longer because of him?
Feng Lixin shook his head bitterly.
He had already decided that he would use his life to exchange with Hetun for Xueluo and her son!
Regardless of the outcome, he had to at least give it a try.
When Feng Xinglang woke up, the morning sun had already filled the room.
It had to be said that Yan Bang was a man who knew how to enjoy himself.
In the large living room, the extremely spacious sofa, elegant and luxurious environment, all of the nobility; facing a large area of French windows, let sleep have the best quality. Not only was it pleasing to the eye, it was also pleasing to the eye.
The quality of the sofa is superior. allow Feng Xinglang's four limbs to relax easily.
Just like that, one of his legs landed on Yan Bang's soft abdomen. It gave people a sense of security.
He was alive, and he was alive.
Suddenly, an incongruous scene occurred.
With a ruthless kick, Feng Xinglang directly kicked the side of the sofa to the carpet.
In his dream, Yan Bang never expected Feng Xinglang to suddenly kick him like this. Last night, he had been left behind all night, yet in the morning, he mercilessly kicked him off the carpet as if he was killing a donkey.
After crawling for a long time, Yan Bang finally crawled up from the carpet in a sorry state.
"What are you sleeping for? For you to investigate the location of the Hetun, have you found it yet? "
The other reason why Feng Xinglang had stayed in the Yulong City was to monitor Yan Bang's investigation of the situation in the Hetun, as well as the place where he might be imprisoned.
"Feng Xinglang, you have yet to cross the river and you already want to destroy the bridge? That's not how you play it, is it? "
Yan Bang struggled to climb up from the carpet, and rubbed the pain on his waist that was caused by Feng Xinglang's kick.
"What are you talking about? This is called killing a donkey! Didn't your French teacher teach you Chinese? "
Feng Xinglang snorted and jumped up from the sofa. Although the clothes on his body were not there, and he could even smell the refreshing fragrance after he was bathed, Feng Xinglang could still feel that his body was still in good condition, without any trace of having been blasphemed at all.
Feng Xinglang found the right person.
In one night's time, Yan Bang's men dug all over the Shen City. Normally, a crazy big shot like the Hetun would not stoop down to the city streets.
In a high-priced mansion area that no one was interested in, Hetun had already had people buy quite a few villas on the coast of the sea half a year ago.
There is the concept of facing the sea and blooming in spring. The key point was that did not lack money.
Upon hearing that he had found the temporary residence of the Hetun, Feng Xinglang wanted to rush into the living room like a gust of wind; however, he was stopped by Yan Bang all of a sudden.
"Feng Xinglang, for that woman called Xueluo, are you crazy? "And reason?"
"Scram!" Don't f * cking bring it up to me! "
At this moment, Feng Xinglang was the most annoyed one because of his so-called reason.
In order to safely send big brother Feng Lixin out of the Feng Family, he was indeed rational: he used his own wife and children as bait and threw them to the Hetun.
At that time, he only thought about one thing: Hetun was the kind of person who wouldn't let go of an eagle if they didn't see a rabbit. So, he had to see the real Lin Xueluo, in order to successfully attract the first wave of people sent by the Hetun.
But obviously, his big brother Feng Lixin could not endure the intense clash of anti-riot vehicle s. Therefore, he could only sacrifice Lin Xueluo that idiot Bai Tiantian to clear the obstacles on the way to Bai's mansion.
Indeed, he was rational and calm, but why was he unable to breathe in his current heart?
"If you go and send yourself to your death now, I'm afraid that in the future, you won't even be able to retrieve the corpse of that woman called Lin Xueluo for your big brother!"
Yan Bang used his robust physique to block Feng Xinglang's path.
"I will say this first: I will only collect your corpse! As for your big brother Feng Lixin, and that Lin Xueluo guy, I don't care! You know how cruel I am! "
Yan Bang was forcing Feng Xinglang to do the opposite. Of course he didn't want to see Feng Xinglang going to his death in vain.
"I don't want your corpse!" As long as Hetun dares to kill me, with sufficient evidence, you can make Old Chu and a few other people beat him up! "
"Are you trying to use yourself as bait?"
Yan Bang finally understood what Feng Xinglang meant.
As the saying goes, one should not be afraid of godlike opponents, but rather of pig-like teammates!
Just when Feng Xinglang had planned to use Bai Mo as a cover to lure Old Chu away from the Hetun's lair, he received a call from the Butler Mo: They said that something had happened to Feng Lixin …