What kind of feelings are between the two brothers, only they know.

It's something that's ingrained in your bones!

At this moment, Feng Lixin's crying proved that he understood what Feng Xinglang did!

It's as if in the sea of fire in that underground warehouse, he didn't think about it, and left the hope of life to Feng Xinglang!

"If you live, I will live!"

Feng Xinglang kissed Feng Lixin's forehead.

This sentence, Feng Lixin couldn't be clearer. Because it was more than half a year ago, he said it to Feng Xinglang in the underground warehouse.

When he said this, he was not expecting anything in return.

But today, at this time, Feng Xinglang still repaid him in a similar way!

Feng Lixin didn't know how to refuse Feng Xinglang, so he kept choking up and crying again.

It is said that men's tears are the most precious, but at this moment, Feng Lixin couldn't stop crying.

He wasn't trying to persuade Feng Xinglang to do anything, because he didn't know where to start.

Feng Xinglang turned around and faced Hetun again, his sharp eyes becoming calm.

"Hetun, if you're a man, don't shoot a weak woman who is helpless!

There's a kind of ...... you."

A 'bang' gunshot interrupted Feng Xinglang's provocative and arrogant words.

Xueluo closed his eyes tightly and was protecting his stomach with his hands; Before she could comprehend the intention of Feng Xinglang's provocative words, a gunshot rang out in her ears.

It's harsh in the huge cabin!

The snow fell and even stopped breathing!

She thought that the gun in Hetun's hand had hit her, but after she eased the frightened fear, she found that there was no trace of being shot on her body.

There was no pain. The little girl in the belly is still there!

Didn't the bullet hit itself? But she could hear the sound of a bullet hitting the target.

If she wasn't shot, who was shot?

Xueluo hurriedly turned around to check.

Just one glance, and the snow fell and tears flowed.

The bullet hit the leg of Feng Xinglang's right leg. Blood was pouring out of the hole.

Feng Xinglang's body staggered several steps, and it was not until he reached the wheelchair behind him that he stabilized his body from falling. Hetun said: He wants Feng Xinglang to pay for his arrogance and arrogance in every sentence!

Now, this bullet is Feng Xinglang's payment for the sentence he just said, 'If you're a man, don't shoot at a weak woman who is helpless'!

Hetun originally wanted to use this shot to make Feng Xinglang kneel for him. to dispel his youthful frivolity.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang stumbled a few steps, and finally stabilized his body. More determined and calmly stared at Hetun.

In those eyes, there was not only an indestructible thought, but also a ruthless spirit that wanted to eat him raw.

"Xinglang ......"

Snow fell and choked up. It seems that she realized that Feng Xinglang's words provoking Hetun just now were to provoke Hetun to turn his gun and shoot at him.

"Listen to your woman's cry, how miserable!"

Hetun snorted contemptuously.

Xueluo hurriedly stopped crying and wiped the tears off her face.

This is like a woman who is like him Feng Xinglang!

"Hetun, are you old? Don't even have the strength to fire a second shot? ”

Feng Xinglang was laughing. In a mocking way.

He was provoking Hetun. He continued to shoot himself.

Undoubtedly, Feng Xinglang is stalling for time. He wanted to buy more time for Cong Gang and Lao Chu's soldiers.

Just when he was kissing his eldest brother Feng Lixin's forehead, he already felt that the tracker in his biceps was activated.

The small vibration bred a hint of itching, as if Cong Gang was telling Feng Xinglang:

He already knew where he was and was coming here.

It's another sentence of agitation.

Feng Xinglang's right leg that was shot had begun to tremble unsteadily; He shifted his weight almost all over his left leg to reduce the weight on his injured leg.

But Hetun's muzzle turned to Lin Xueluo, aiming directly at her slightly bulging abdomen.

There's a little life that's only four months old!

This time, the snow did not turn around; But he still protects his stomach with his hands.

She wants her children to know: Mom can't bear it! So mom protects it with her own hands!

But my child, you are also Feng Xinglang's child. Your dad can face the ferocity of the devil, and you should be able to do it too!

Xueluo opened his eyes and looked at Hetun like this. Confronted with his almost inhuman cruelty.

Hetun sits east and faces west; And Xueluo Station faces south.

From this angle, you can just see the side face of Hetun.

In fact, when staring at Hetun's side face, Xueluo didn't think of anything.

What reminded Xueluo was when she looked at the crow's feet at the end of Hetun's eyes, but when she looked closely, she realized that it was a slender scar.

Xueluo studied visual media, so she remembers it very well.

That's a failure!

What she thinks is a failure!

At this moment, although Xueluo was frightened in the face of death, she was calm. Because Feng Xinglang is by her side.

Maybe Feng Xinglang doesn't want to see their mother and son, but this doesn't prevent her from still admiring the man in front of her who is willing to sacrifice everything for his eldest brother. At least he's a good brother who values love and righteousness!

By the way, Xueluo remembered......

That painting!

Feng Xinglang's mother's relics.

The half-painted ...... The failure of that eye-tail!

Xueluo always thought that it was Feng Xinglang's mother's failure to finish painting, or that it was a failure to draw wrong.

But now it seems that it is not the failure left by Feng Xinglang's mother at the end of the man's eyes on the painting, but that failure is a scar.

So when Xueluo saw the painting for the first time, I really wondered: how could the man in the painting be a young man, how could he have such a deep wrinkle?

It turned out that it was not a wrinkle, nor a failure, but a scar!

Xue Luo thought coldly: Could the painting painted by Feng Xinglang's mother be Hetun?

The man on the paper has eyes as sharp as a falcon......

And at this moment, Hetun ...... There are just that!

And the more the snow falls, the more it looks......

There was a "bang", and another unsuspecting gunshot.

Xue Luo was startled, and his mind went blank.

This time, the bullet still didn't fall on her. Her whole body was still intact.

When he fixed his eyes, Xueluo was shocked to find that Hetun's muzzle was once again aimed at Feng Xinglang!

The bullet hit the left half of Feng Xinglang's chest, where the heart was.

Seeing that the shirt on the left half of Feng Xinglang's chest was stained red with blood, Xueluo cried out in pain:

"Sealing the ......"

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