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Chapter 577: Such pretence!
"Godfather, please calm your anger. Feng Xinglang is too cunning, it is not strange that Eighth Brother would fall into his trap. "
Xing Shi'er immediately came forward to persuade foster father Hetun, who was greatly enraged by his longing for Junior Fifteen.
The whereabouts of the Xing Wu who had fallen into the sea was unknown, so Xing Si went to look for his younger brother once again. The only ones remaining by his side were Xing Ba and Xing Shi'er. As for the bodyguards, they were countless.
Xing Shi'er was worried that foster father Hetun would execute Xing Ba in one breath, while Xing Er and the others would be too far away to save them.
Hetun was silent and did not speak for a long time. It had only been three or four days, but Hetun seemed to have aged quite a bit all of a sudden.
Xing Shi'er knew: That was because foster father Hetun was too concerned about little junior brother.
When Little Fifteen was still young, Hetun seemed to have already started to look forward to it: Because the one that Xueluo was carrying in his stomach, was the grandson of a woman he loved deeply … So Hetun had been looking forward to the little guy's birth while he was at a loss!
As expected, he hadn't disappointed the Hetun yet: the robust little fifteen was lively and adorable; in addition to his stubborn little temper, it really matched up to the Hetun's appetite.
It was as if Hetun's life was no longer just about fighting and killing, but also had a gentle side.
So it was not strange: Why would the Hetun miss Little Fifteen so much?
After a long while, Hetun who had regained his composure sighed slightly.
"Old Tweleve, you and Eighth Brother, go watch Feng Xinglang together! As long as you stare at Feng Xinglang, you will definitely find fifteen! Bear in mind: Don't believe in any of Feng Xinglang's schemes or tricks, you just need to stare fixedly at him! "
Although the Hetun's plan was a little slow, it was still a good strategy.
Feng Xinglang spent a lot of time and effort, even going as far as to use Lan Youyou to exchange for someone with 15 years of age. Therefore, even if he were to hide Lin Xueluo and her son somewhere, it would be impossible for him to not visit them.
If one followed Feng Xinglang's movements, one would definitely find Little Fifteen's hiding place.
Finding Little Fifteen was only a matter of time.
The Hetun only left two bodyguards by his side, driving Xing Shi'er and Xing Ba out from the Shallow Water Bay to look for Little Fifteen.
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Hetun's days were not easy, but Yan Bang's was even more so.
Yan Bang almost crippled an arm because of Feng Xinglang, but what he obtained instead was Feng Xinglang's endless coldness.
Five days had already passed since the incident on the cruise ship, and Yan Bang had already undergone his second suture operation. His body was badly mangled, and yet he was still unable to wait even for a glance from Feng Xinglang.
The bitterness in Yan Bang's heart was far worse than the pain in his body.
"Master, I heard that Feng Xinglang exchanged Lan Youyou for his own son Linnuo from the hands of the uninvited guest on the cruise."
In other words: Feng Xinglang is now with his wife and child, how can he still care about whether Yan Bang is alive or dead, crippled or crippled?
"Scram!" "F * cking f * cking f * cking f * ck off!"
The subordinate's report made Yan Bang even more furious, and made him smash the door with hostility. Yan Bang chased all of the medical personnel and bodyguards out of the ward.
It was at this time that Feng Xinglang appeared in front of the ward.
Looking at the group of doctors and nurses who were doing the Bird's Disappearance and those bodyguards who dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
Feng Xinglang placed his hands in his pockets, leisurely shooting a glance at the furious Yan Bang.
"Who made us, the Yan president, so angry?"
Feng Xinglang taunted the furious Yan Bang.
Yan Bang's angry eyes, were like a lion's eyes which had lost control, but had slowly become docile the moment he saw Feng Xinglang's appearance.
His rapid breathing and the violent rise and fall of his body were all proof of how furious he had been just now.
"Are you here to see if I'm dead or not?"
Yan Bang reprimanded coldly with a stern tone. The pent-up anger that had been accumulating here all this time had caused Yan Bang to almost go crazy from torture.
"Yan Bang, how old are you? Why are you still so angry like a child?"
Feng Xinglang leisurely walked towards Yan Bang; before he could clearly see how injured his left arm was, suddenly, Yan Bang's other robust arm reached out, grabbed Feng Xinglang's shoulder, and gave him a deep French hug.
"Feng Xinglang, you have no conscience, I really want to kill you!"
Yan Bang hissed softly, his voice was deep and hoarse to the point that only his mouth could be seen.
If one were to say that Feng Xinglang did not have any conscience, Yan Bang would definitely not wrongly accuse him.
Actually, Feng Xinglang did not come to visit Yan Bang on his own accord.
Feng Xinglang who had rushed to You Shan and Meimei's land, was unable to find any trace of Xing San. Even Lan Youyou seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Feng Xinglang followed Ye Xiaonian and looked at the monitoring system in You Shan's beautiful grounds, but he was unable to find any traces of Xing San. Furthermore, he brought Lan Youyou, a living person, with him, and disappeared into thin air.
There was not a single clue left behind. This made Feng Xinglang quite surprised!
He also checked the surveillance videos along the way with Ye Shaonian, but still didn't find any obvious traces.
Just as Feng Xinglang was about to return to the Qibei Mountain City to find Xueluo and his mother, he suddenly discovered the tail behind him.
As a result, Feng Xinglang bypassed most of the circle around Shen City and was unable to shake him off. Xing Ba seemed to have hardened his heart and followed Feng Xinglang.
Since he was forced to, Feng Xinglang could only give up on the idea of returning to the Qibei Mountain City.
There was no other way but to circle around Xing Ba on the way, thus, Feng Xinglang turned and rushed towards the Yulong City.
Initially, he had thought that Xing Ba would follow him into the Yulong City, but he didn't expect that Xing Ba's anti-riot vehicle would stop at the opposite side of the asphalt road.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang's guess was right: Xing Ba's target was not himself, but the hidden Xueluo and her son!
This Hetun is really stubborn! There were so many orphans waiting for him to retract them and become a foster son, but he had to choose his own son?
Other than taking revenge on Feng Xinglang, there was also an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to take a detour around the Yulong City, and leave through the Yulong City's underground tunnel to see if he could avoid Xing Ba's trail. But in the end, he stopped the car and got off.
Since he had already come, he might as well go up and take a look at Uncle Yan!
After all, Yan Bang was injured because of him. Besides, it wouldn't take more than a few minutes.
And so, Feng Xinglang saw the furious Yan Bang!
Feng Xinglang never thought that Yan Bang's injuries would be so serious!
And she never thought that Yan Bang would be so pretentious!
In short, it was just as Wei Kang had said: Yan Bang was not a good person to serve.
Regarding Yan Bang's embrace, Feng Xinglang did not reject it.
Since Yan Bang was born in France, it was completely normal for him to have such a lifestyle.