Or maybe Hetun just wanted to create an opportunity for their father and son to meet.

Close up, face to face.

He didn't even get a good look at his own flesh and blood!

For so many years, Hetun has almost been emptied of his seven emotions and six desires by the hatred of extinction, and his life has been filled with murderous revenge!

And the ridiculous and sad thing is that all this he has done, every cruel means he has resorted to, has befallen his own son. And it's his own son with that woman!

This life played tricks on fate?

Or did he distort his own destiny?

In the supercar not far from the villa, Feng Xinglang stared at the riot-proof car and an RV in the courtyard of the villa; The car is still there, which means that the people in the villa should still be there.

But faintly, Feng Xinglang smelled a little bit of death again.

A feeling of suffocation that has nothing to do with him, but is closely related.

Just now in the car, he had already asked his son about the situation in Lin Nuo's villa. The little guy said impatiently: There are a few more strangers in the villa. It is not difficult to hear the tone of the little guy's speech, and those extra people should have a lower identity and status than Hetun; That's why the son ignores their existence!

Is it a certain righteous son of Hetun again?

His son Feng Linnuo is ranked fifteenth, so doesn't that mean that there are fourteen in front of him?

In addition to Lan Youyou, who is ranked seventh, there is also Lao Jiu who was killed by Cong Gang, and there should be another twelve!

Excluding Xing Lao 4 and Xing Lao 5, there are Xing 8 and Xing 12......

There are eight left?

Feng Xinglang has taught Xing Shi's methods, which are far more ferocious than Xing Eight and Xing Twelve; The fist does not leave his hand, Xing Shi should follow Xing Er, and he will purify his own skills in the killing every day!

And Xing Ba and Xing Twelve, who were following Hetun, could be regarded as taking a back seat, more or less with a little human touch!

You can smell it from their love for their son Nono!

Could it be that it would be Xing Er and them who came here in this RV?

The Hetun laborers mobilized Xing Er and them to come to Shencheng, definitely not just to catch up with the old days......

Feng Xinglang picked up the mobile phone on the dashboard and dialed a number.

The call was made to Yan Bang. The phone was answered quickly.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang is dyed with obvious and easy-to-hear dryness.

"Eat, sleep...... Miss you! ”

Since those photos were exposed, Yan Bang has instead looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and his body is not afraid of shadows.

It's no longer taboo! Say what you want!

Yan Bang's true colors are the biggest ruffian and scoundrel in Shencheng.

"......" Feng Xing was silent, and the muscles on Jun's face twitched slightly.

"The weather is bad tonight, you stay in Dragon City, don't wander anywhere! Got it? ”

Feng Xinglang reminded Yan Bang in a tactful way. Yan Bang could understand his words.

"Where are you?"

Yan Bang was still playing a long tail tone just now, and he suddenly became solemn.

"I'm sleeping with my wife and children! I don't have time to mind your business, you can do it yourself! ”

Feng Xinglang didn't want to say too much to Yan Bang; There are some things that I don't want to say, but I can't say them!

He'd rather have something rotten in his stomach for the rest of his life!

It's like in Fort Petter, he'd rather die!

I won't be humiliated to accept a truth that is crueler than death!

If he didn't have this bit of arrogance, it wouldn't be him!

Seeing his son trotting out of the villa, Feng Xinglang immediately got out of the car and greeted him.

"Done so quickly?" Feng Xinglang lifted the little thing off the ground.

"No more! The eighth is a scoundrel, he wants you to go in and confront him! ”

The little guy added indignantly, "This old eight, it's getting worse and worse!" Gotta give him some color! ”

"What? Xing Ba shouted at me to go in and confront him? ”

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows were slightly twisted.

"Yes! The eighth refuses to admit that he hid my mommy! The father-in-law said that we have no basis for commenting, so let you go in and confront the eighth child! ”

"You mean, let me go in and confront Xing Ba, it was Hetun's idea?" Feng Xinglang's face turned cold.

"Hmmm! Rest assured, our Father-in-law will do justice for us! ”

Worried that his father Feng Xinglang would not believe in the sincerity of his father-in-law Hetun, the little guy hurriedly said: "My father-in-law said that he will never hurt you again from now on!" It was all his fault before, and he will change it for the better! Feng Xinglang, will you forgive my father-in-law? ”

These words, Hetun did say to the little one; Subconsciously, the little thing doesn't want his father and stepfather to be enemies, but wants them to be good friends!

Seeing his son as a 'stepfather', Feng Xinglang's face gradually darkened and deepened, and he was dyed with anger.

It doesn't seem appropriate to discuss the topic of 'man's dignity' with my son, who is only 5 years old.

"By the way, Nono, is there anyone else in the villa? For example, an uncommon son of your stepfather? ”

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.

"With ......"

"Are they still there?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"Let's be there......"

The little guy wasn't very sure, because he turned a blind eye to those 'black stakes' when he saw too much.

"Are you sure? Are they still there? ”

In fact, what Feng Xinglang wants to verify is: if they are still there, it means that Yan Bang is safe.

The little guy scratched his little head, ambiguous, "It doesn't seem to be all in the ......"

"Feng Xinglang, don't be prospering, you want to know if they are still there, don't you just go in and take a look! Besides, you promised me to get Mommy back! You can't talk and don't count! ”

The little guy twisted off Feng Xinglang's arms, dragging one of his big hands and pulling hard in the direction of the villa.

Of course Feng Xinglang doesn't want to see Hetun!

Because of the existence of Hetun, or the shame of his life!

But for the sake of the noisy son, for Yan Bang, and for that woman, Feng Xinglang didn't want to see it, but he also wanted to see it!

If you don't see it, it's the same as avoiding it; It's like he already knows something he shouldn't know!

So, even if he pretends, he has to break in as if he doesn't know anything!

Because his son is watching him!

Little things already have little thoughts of their own;

His own father can't avoid and retreat even more!

Outside the door of the villa, there are no longer the two door gods of Xing Lao Si and Xing Lao Wu.

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows frowned slightly; But when he entered the living room of the villa, his eyebrows were screwed even deeper.

Because in the huge living room, in addition to Hetun, there is only one Xing Ba left!

Even Xing Twelve, who has been guarding Hetun on weekdays, is not there!

The situation is already obvious: I fell for Hetun's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!

Yan Bang! Yan Bang!

Life and death are fateful, wealth is in heaven......