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Chapter 793 - Go to Hell together!
Three minutes later, Linnuo's little friend used his phone to call his father, Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
The little guy seemed to be accusing him of a crime.
"I'm earning money for your milk powder!" Feng Xinglang said leisurely.
"I never drink milk powder, okay?"
The little guy's understanding of Milk Powder Money was still very limited.
"Then make some money and raise your wife and children!" Feng Xinglang changed it to something that was easy to understand.
"Do you want to kiss your father now?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"I didn't!" The little guy pouted.
"Then your father misses you! I really want to! "
"Since you're thinking of me, why did you leave your wife and children with no one else?"
The little guy was a little confused. Why did Feng Xinglang, the bastard, not stop the furious Mommy and him?
"Your mother is so willful …"
"Humph!" You're the one who is lacking in sincerity! Feng Xinglang, if you are still so cowardly, I won't be your son anymore … "Ah …"
Before Linnuo could finish his words, a terrified scream came out. Then, the sound of the phone being knocked down and rolling could be heard.
"Nuonuo... Nuonuo... " Feng Xinglang shouted in shock.
Inside the amusement park, it was already bustling with noise and commotion, after a while, Feng Xinglang seemed to hear Xing Shi'er's voice.
"Fifteen... Fifteen... Wake up … "Fifteen!"
On the other side of the phone, Feng Xinglang was almost suffocating.
About two minutes later, the phone call connected again, "Feng Xinglang, 15 was pushed down the slide by another child, his forehead was smashed, and blood was flowing."
Xing Shi'er felt that the chances of him playing with Feng Xinglang was really not high!
Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang arrived at the children's hospital that Xing Shi'er mentioned. As soon as he entered the door, he was hit by a knife and passed out.
Looking at the Feng Xinglang who had been knocked out by the Xing Wu, Xing Shi'er revealed a smile that was as bright as the sun.
"Feng Xinglang, oh Feng Xinglang, did I take you for a monkey to play with?!"
What he used was a father's concern for his own son's safety.
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Looking at the father and son who were in deep sleep, Xueluo sighed lightly.
She didn't know what Hetun was planning, she only knew that tonight's Shallow Water Bay wouldn't be peaceful.
It was because the Hetun had sent their family out of the Shallow Water Bay.
The Shallow Water Bay was quiet in the middle of the night.
The sound of the waves seemed to have died down and became unusually quiet.
The Hetun sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Yan Bang to come to his Shallow Water Bay to catch a turtle in a jar.
As for the result, no one knew who would be the one to get captured in the end.
Compared to the Hetun who was fiddling with the martial arts tea set, the rest of them had a nervous atmosphere.
On a deserted stretch of beach outside the group of villas, there was a row of mercenaries wearing camouflage clothing. Each of them carried a submachine gun. All the infrared spots were focused on the entrance of the villas.
Suddenly, a small gap opened up in the middle of the front row for the mercenaries dressed in camouflage clothing. The first to appear was the lofty and imposing Yan Bang.
Yan Bang never knew how to write the word "die"!
Since he dared to come to the Shallow Water Bay to besiege it, then he would no longer need to be afraid of the turtle in the jar, Hetun, biting and injuring him.
As Yan Bang took a step forward, the mercenaries behind them immediately surrounded him, and then formed a formation as they surrounded Yan Bang, and snuck into the villa of the Shallow Water Bay.
The villa's door was wide open, as if it was already prepared to 'greet' Yan Bang.
In the Shen City, on Yan Bang's territory, he could not allow anyone to provoke him about his position as a local tyrant.
The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the eternal theorem.
"There is a path to heaven, yet you refuse to go. There is no door to hell, yet you still have to rush here to die! Yan Bang, you sure are bold! "
Hetun took a sip of his martial arts tea and glanced at Yan Bang indifferently.
"Hetun, it's time to end the grudge between us!"
Accompanying Yan Bang were a few mercenaries dressed in camouflage clothing;
"You are not worthy to end this with me!" The reason I saw you, was because you had once saved Ah Lang's life! If you leave something behind, I will leave you with your life! "
Towards the 'Ah Lang' that Hetun suddenly shouted, Yan Bang felt especially disgusted.
An old thing who was over the age of sixty actually changed his way of addressing Feng Xinglang as' Ah Lang ', causing him to be unable to think of any reason, and he could only classify the behavior of the Hetun as having an ulterior motive towards Feng Xinglang.
"Hetun, shut your stinky mouth!" Ah Lang, was that what you called him? "
Maybe even in his wildest dreams, Yan Bang would never have thought that the reason Hetun called Feng Xinglang 'Ah Lang' was because of how a father loved his son.
Before Yan Bang's ear-piercing roar could fade, with a 'splatter' sound, the teacup in Hetun's hand fell onto the ground.
Just as Hetun finished this action, it was like a signal:
"Puff puff puff puff … …"
Three or four flames suddenly shot out from the wall of the living room. The sounds of gunfire were so concentrated that it was difficult to even lift one's head! The sound of glass shattering and wood shattering rang out one after another. Finally, after a burst of violent shooting, the atmosphere returned to a state of serenity for a short period of time!
Hetun waved the green gunpowder smoke; it was as stable as a boulder.
Only now did Yan Bang realise that in front of the Hetun, there was a transparent screen. Bulletproof glass! No wonder he was so confident. How dare he face Yan Bang's bullet head on!
When Yan Bang subconsciously turned his head around, the mercenaries that escorted him in were lying on the ground.
Compared to Yan Bang, the executioner of the Shen City, the Hetun was the true slaughterer.
"Yan Bang, I'll give you one last chance. You leave behind something in your possession, and I'll leave you with your life!"
Hetun's voice was filled with a cold aura, as if she was urging him to die.
"Old thing, if worst comes to worst, this old man will perish together with you!"
With a ripping sound, Yan Bang stripped off his clothes, and a row of bombs appeared on his waist. It was enough to blow up the whole villa.
"Why do you have to go through all this trouble? Originally, I could have kept you alive … Now it seems like you are the one who is courting death! "
Hetun did not reveal any fear because of the explosives on Yan Bang's waist.
"Then let's go to hell together! Hahahaha... Being able to get rid of a poisonous fish like you for Feng Xinglang can also be considered to be a great contribution! "
Yan Bang knew that the Hetun was not easy to deal with and he also knew that the odds were against him coming back, but he still came without hesitation.
He really did not want for himself and Feng Xinglang to be passively dragged along by the nose by the Hetun again and again.
If he had to sacrifice Yan Bang's life to kill the Hetun, he would admit it.
At least it would be able to cure Feng Xinglang of his future troubles.
Since Feng Xinglang was alive, he, Yan Bang, might not necessarily be alive.
But if Feng Xinglang died, then Yan Bang must also be dead!