Novel Bin Chapter 1746
Whether it was from the heart or from the Hetun\'s might.
A bug that wasn\'t even eight months old actually didn\'t like such a rowdy atmosphere.
He was trying to find something, but it seemed that he was never able to find it.
Since he was free, he could only tease that childish brat who called himself big brother!
"Bugs, come to daddy …." Feng Xinglang called out.
The little thing ignored its dad\'s cries and climbed to a place that looked like a wall, but was stopped by an invisible door. Then she freed a small hand and patted it left and right.
Xing Shi\'er slightly frowned: "Is it just a coincidence?" Or was this little thing born with a Seven Apertures Mystical Heart?This was because the place where the bug sealed was using its small hands to smack at was the entrance to the underground chamber.
How could a little thing that was not even eight months old have such high sensitivity?Xing Shi\'er bent over and picked up the Sealing Worm from the newly made Persian carpet. The little thing immediately started babbling unhappily.
Xing Shi\'er could not understand what the little thing was saying, but he understood what it meant: it wanted to go into the underground chamber.
"Do you want to go in?" It was very dark inside, and there might even be monsters or something … Aren\'t you afraid? "
Xing Shi\'er said with interest. He knew that it was a small thing that hadn\'t even been eight months old, so he shouldn\'t have been able to understand his words.
However, the little thing responded with two whoops, which made Xing Shi\'er even more curious.
Stealthily glancing at the direction of the living room, Feng Xinglang who was currently sitting and chatting with foster father Hetun, turned his body. He avoided Feng Xinglang\'s sight and quietly opened the door to the secret underground room.
He thought the little thing would scream out in fear, but …
Aww, aww, aww, aww, aww, aww, aww. However, that kind of aww, it was a kind of new and excited wail, aww, aww, aww.
Interesting!
It was even more fun than his own brother being fifteen!As long as he had some training, he would be able to become a genius in a short period of time!
"Let me give you a number …"
Xing Shi\'er held out his hand and counted, "Seventeen … Eighteen... Nineteen … Xing Er 10? Too unpleasant! I might as well call him. Little Xing Shi\'er? Xing Xiaodan? Xing Shi\'er was young? It\'s a bit awkward... Insect … The starbug? Hmm, it\'s better than a mad insect! "Slightly paused, Xing Shi\'er faintly sighed, "How about, we call him Xing Ba! Xing Xiaoba! "How about it?"
He should be missing Xing Ba!
In the foster father Hetun, as well as between the various sworn brothers, Xing Ba played a role, which was equivalent to using ten thousand gold coins.
Ever since he had disappeared, this Shallow Water Bay and the others no longer had as much warmth and laughter as they did.
What a bold little thing!
Xing Shi\'er liked this little bug more and more!When Xing Shi\'er chased after him, he discovered that the Sealing Worm was sitting quietly and cutely in a dark corner.
Such a special little thing. It was born with a proud and aloof personality.
Xing Shi\'er snuggled close to the little fellow and sat down. The little fellow first snorted, then leaned on Xing Shi\'er\'s arm and yawned, as if it was about to fall asleep.
"Twelve little bugs, can you be my foster son?"Xing Shi\'er kissed the back of the little guy\'s hand, "I will like you! I won\'t hit you, I won\'t scold you... Treat you like your own son! "
After the little guy disdainfully snorted, he fell asleep in the corner of Xing Shi\'er\'s arms.
… ….It was very rare for Feng Xinglang to not remember his previous hatred and sit down face to face with the Hetun.
"I heard that old An Teng came to the Shen City … … You don\'t know? "Feng Xinglang took a sip of his tea and asked Hetun with a doubtful tone.
"I know..."
Hetun casually replied. When he saw the questioning look in his son\'s eyes, he continued.
"What, do you want me to welcome you?"
Feng Xinglang was still clear about the character of the Hetun: Maybe he would hide something, but he would rarely lie. That — no — would fit his identity as a tyrant of his generation!
There was a rumor that the Hetun was as rich as a nation, but Feng Xinglang was not interested in his money."You and that old Ando …" Very familiar? "
Feng Xinglang continued to ask without batting an eyelid.
"It can\'t be considered to be very familiar … I once supported Yamaguchi-gumi. "
Hetun pushed a plate of mango type salty snacks that Feng Xinglang liked to eat to him and asked, "What\'s wrong, did he make things difficult for you?"Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment: I seem to be hesitating, should I say this directly to the Hetun?
"I also want to give some financial support to the Yamaguchi-gumi … I wonder if old Anteng will buy it for me? "After considering it, Feng Xinglang decided to use a different method.
Hetun put down the teacup in his hand, his expression somewhat solemn.
"I want to go all out to save one person!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun, whose expression was growing colder and colder, but he himself still quietly started to eat that plate of salty snacks.
"Who?" Yan Bang?! " Hetun said in a stern voice.
As expected, although the Hetun was cunning, he was not the type of person who would hide things from others. What\'s more, the person in front of him was his only son. And it was born of the only woman he and he had ever loved.
Feng Xinglang raised his head, and without batting an eyelid, he took the wet towel and wiped his hands, "Old An Teng died because of Ji Tian, and also because of an identification device inside the Yamaguchi-gumi, he wanted to kill me and Yan Bang! And you even threatened to kill one of them! "
He didn\'t expect that his son, who he had always been proud and aloof towards, would actually confess to him in such a manner."Don\'t worry, Old Ando won\'t touch you!" The Hetun comforted his son.
"For your sake?" Feng Xinglang asked with a light smile."That\'s a must!"
The Hetun did not beat around the bush with his only son, "Even if Old An Teng does not give me face, I will still give him back! He knows that you are my only son and that he dares to touch you, so he knows that I will definitely fight him to the death! "
Was this the manifestation of his deep fatherly love?Could he have forgotten how his Hetun chased after his biological son all those years ago?!
Now it seemed like it was no wonder that Hetun did not put up any defenses!
"Doesn\'t that mean that Yan Bang has become the suicidal target of one of the two?!" Feng Xinglang asked with sunken eyes.
"I am not sure if Yan Bang is dead or not! I can only ensure the safety of my son! "
Glancing at Feng Xinglang who had a cold expression, Hetun added: "Other than that, I can\'t do anything else!"The latter half of Hetun\'s words, directly strangled the possibility that Feng Xinglang would open his mouth and ask for Yan Bang\'s help.
Feng Xinglang spoke in a serious tone.At this moment, he seemed to have understood the words that Miyamoto Wentuo had written on the paper slip. "If you are willing to die for him, then neither of you will die!"
In other words: he, Feng Xinglang, did not need to die!
But Yan Bang was dead for sure!