Xueluo didn't understand what the man who was called the third child by Lan Youyou wanted, but she saw that there was no malice in the eyes of the third child.

At least not for the time being!

"But I don't think so!"

Xing San sat down on a folding chair opposite the snowfall.

"How can a person who values family affection so much not care about his biological flesh and blood? Feng Xinglang may not care about you, but he must care about the blood in your stomach that is in the same vein as him! ”

Xue Luo was stunned for a moment, "What, your father-in-law is going to use the child in my belly to deal with Feng Xinglang?" ”

Before answering Xing San's words, Xueluo cautiously asked tentatively.

"If you want to live...... I'll help you! Xing San said lightly.

Xue Luo said quietly: "That's great! Just let me out, Mr. Three, I will be grateful! ”

"I can't do it! I don't have the power to get you out of here! Your life and that of your children must be fought for by yourself. Xing San was still calm.

"Do I fight for it myself? How to fight for it? Fight with you, win you and run away? ”

Xueluo didn't show how smart she was in front of Xing San, but was a little naïve and stupid.

Playing clever in front of someone smarter than yourself will undoubtedly be annoying. And it can kill you.

Xueluo doesn't want to be annoying. I don't want to put myself and the little girl in my stomach in danger.

“…… Do you still want to beat me? Xing San was amused by the whimsy of the snowfall.

Xing San is not the kind of smiling tiger. His smile was a real laugh.

"Lin Xueluo, do you want to live?" After a slight pause, Xing San asked again.

"Of course!" The snow fell, and then fell silent.

"Since you want to live, then when Feng Xinglang makes a choice, fight for it yourself!"

"You...... What do you mean? Didn't Feng Xinglang already make a choice between me and his brother Feng Lixin? ”

"This time and that time! Now that you have his child in your belly, this multiple-choice question is even more interesting! ”

Xue Luo was silent for a moment, "What do you mean: your stepfather decided to let Feng Xinglang choose between me and the child in my belly, and Feng Lixin?" ”

"Very right!"

Xueluo secretly gasped: Why is this Hetun so perverted?

She believes: Even if Feng Xinglang will continue to choose his brother Feng Lixin without hesitation, it is estimated that after making such a choice, he will have a shadow in his heart!

"Can the side chosen by Feng Xinglang live?"

This is what Xueluo cares about the most. She didn't want Feng Xinglang to just be teased by Hetun. Death to death for the last two options!

"As far as I know about my stepfather: the one who is chosen will definitely be able to live! Because my stepfather loves to see the living in pain! Just like Feng Xinglang now, he lives every day in the painful days of wanting to seek revenge on my father-in-law! ”

It seems that there are no words to describe this extremely bad habit of Hetun!

Isn't this typical: basing one's own happiness on the suffering of others?

"So, even if you don't do it for yourself, fight for the child in your belly to have a chance to live!"

Xueluo finally understood: Xing San was lobbying herself to let her cry and cry for help in front of Feng Xinglang?

Seeing that Xueluo was just silent, Xing San continued: "Feng Lixin is already a crippled body, whether he lives or not, it doesn't mean much!" But you, in the prime of your youth, and you still have a new life in your belly, no matter what, you should be the one who is chosen! ”

Xueluo complied with Xing San's meaning, and she nodded approvingly.

"I also think that the lives of our mother and son are more important than Feng Lixin, but the key question is: the person who did the multiple-choice question is Feng Xinglang!"

She wanted to find out more about the stakes from Xing San.

"As long as you want to live, I will help you lobby Feng Xinglang!" Xing San said.

Xueluo was suddenly stunned: "You say...... Will you persuade Feng Xinglang to choose me? ”

"Yes!" Xing San nodded.

"That'...... Can you let me talk to Feng Xinglang on the phone? I wanted to persuade him personally. "The snow falls while the iron is hot.

"No! But what you said, I will take it to Feng Xinglang! ”

With a click, Xing San turned off the recording in his hand.

What a sinister and cunning man!

After Xing San left, Xueluo became inexplicably nervous.

It seems that this third child should go to tell Feng Xinglang: about her pregnancy?

Will Feng Xinglang be a letter? If he did, how would he react?

Deaf to the ear? Or ignorance?

It's just that Xueluo doesn't understand a little: why would this Xing San help her persuade Feng Xinglang to choose their mother and son?

Conscience findings?

Apparently impossible! For an outlaw like him, it would be strange to talk about conscience.

Some kind of conspiracy?

Want to make Feng Xinglang more painful when he does multiple-choice questions?

That's a reasonable reason!

It's just that......

It's just that why did he tell Feng Xinglang in advance? Wouldn't it be more shocking to tell Feng Xinglang when he really had to make a choice?

Xueluo's heart can no longer be calm!

In the dream, the woman's blood-stained face crisscrossed and layered.

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.

Yan Bang slept beside him and did not wake up. It wasn't until Feng Xinglang got up to leave that he opened his eyes.

In the parking lot of Yezhuang, Feng Xinglang saw no trace of the Cayenne. And Cong Gang's mobile phone failed to get through.

Feng Xinglang instinctively alerted: Cong Gang had an accident!

The mobile phone rang, but it was Ye Shinian calling.

"Brother Lang, is Boss Cong with you?" Ye Shinian asked very urgently.

"Not there! Did Cong Gang have an accident? ”

Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"At the winding mountain intersection of Qibei Mountain City, the police found a burned Cayenne. There was also a charred corpse. Judging from the evidence left in the car, it was preliminarily determined that it was Cong Gang! There is also a scrapped anti-riot car next to it, which seems to be Hetun's handiwork! ”

Hetun again!

Feng Xinglang was silent for a long time.

He had seen the brutality of Hetun's men. No matter how many heads and six arms Cong Gang has, he can't escape the death-defying attack of those outlaws.

"Longo...... Longo? Ye Shinian on the other end of the phone called twice urgently.

"Where is Cong Gang's body?" He asked.

"In the funeral home! Burned beyond recognition, it is no longer recognizable! I'm here right now! ”

"Wait, I'll be there soon!"

Lamborghini roared in the direction of the funeral home like an arrow from a string.

This green is the same color as a frog, and only a sullen man like Bai Mo can open it.

Cong's freshly charred body was covered under a blue cloth. You can taste the smell of toasted mush from afar.

This kind of scorched taste of the human body is familiar to Feng Xinglang, and it can be said to be unforgettable.

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