Chapter 1178: Being Attentive

Feng Xinglang quickly stepped forward to stop Hetun almost out of reflex.

Subconsciously groping for himself, Feng Xinglang unexpectedly found a gun.

How come you have a gun on you? It must have been given to Feng Xinglang by Cong Gang before he left.

This is to make the father and son risk their lives for real!

With Hetun's stubbornness, Feng Xinglang couldn't stop him just by using words without using some lethal weapons.

No matter what, Hetun must be stopped. Xing San was alarmed, and it was not so easy to find Tuantuan.

Feng Xinglang hid the hand holding the gun in his casual suit on his chest, and then quickly ran towards Hetun.

When he saw his own son walking towards him, Hetun's eyes were bright and loving.

"Alang, so you are here."

Hetun stepped forward to meet him, but was blocked by Feng Xinglang with a black muzzle. The father and son were so close that the people around them couldn't see the gun in Feng Xinglang's hand.

But Xing Twelve and Xing Ba could see it.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Xing Twelve asked sharply.

"Stop obediently and don't move! Otherwise, you just wait to collect the corpses for Hetun!"

With a click, Feng Xinglang loaded the gun. This is really the rhythm of patricide!

He Tun was surprisingly calm. He still looked at his biological son who was close at hand with gentle eyes, as if he enjoyed the feeling of being so close to his child.

In fact, to be precise, it was close, but this 'kiss'... seemed a bit awkward!

Is there a son who holds a gun to his father's heart?

"Alang, what's wrong? Are you still angry with your father about Yan Bang's death?"

Hetun's tone is very amiable. It's like an elder is patiently questioning the naughty boy who is acting mischievously with him.

"Go back! You can't go find Xing San!" Feng Xinglang hissed.

"Why? If you catch Xing San, won't you know the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan?"

Hetun asked with some confusion. However, Hetun was slightly relieved that his son did not fight against him because of Yan Bang's death.

Let’s just say, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain! After Yan Bang died, his son might be sad for a while because of his brotherly love, but Hetun felt that it was worth it to eliminate hidden dangers for his son's long road to happiness in life!

Although his son did not understand his good intentions!

"What if Xing San would rather die than say anything? Then we will have to look for a needle in a haystack!"

Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced around, and whispered: "Xing San will take Lan Youyou to meet Tuantuan in the next two days. You can't alert the enemy!"

When Feng Xinglang turned his head, Xing Twelve had enough time and confidence to take the gun from Feng Xinglang's hand without hurting his adoptive father Hetun; but Hetun raised his hand to signal to Xing 12. Don’t act rashly.

Hetun seems to be very confident: his biological son will not shoot at his biological father!

"Alang, if we catch Xing San, we will know the whereabouts of Feng Lixin's daughter directly from him! Trust Dad!"

Although Feng Xinglang hated Hetun for always treating himself as 'father' without knowing it, at the critical moment, he was too lazy to correct Hetun.

"No! I can't let Tuantuan take this risk!"

Feng Xinglang pressed the muzzle of his gun harder against Hetun's chest, "Get back! Otherwise, I really know how to shoot!"

"Prince Xing, don't be impulsive! Be careful of the gun misfiring!"

Xing Ba immediately tried to smooth things over, "You misunderstood your biological father..."

Seeing Feng Xinglang's unhappy expression, Xing Ba changed his words and said, "My foster father is here because he sincerely wants to help you find Tuantuan!"

"No need for him to cause trouble! Go back!"

Feng Xinglang insisted sternly.

"Okay! You can ask dad to go back, but you have to come with me! Dad is really worried about your safety when you are messing around like this!"

Hetun is quite easy to talk to. If his own son asked him to go back, he would just go back.

And he didn’t forget to show off his kind fatherly love!

"No need for you to worry!"

Feng Xinglang gave Hetun a cold look. It's just that he doesn't want to go with Hetun. He has to supervise Hetun's departure to feel at ease.

He didn't want his niece to take any risks. As long as he, an uncle, can do it, he will do his best.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

"Then Prince Xing is here to invite you! Put your gun away by the way, it can easily go off!"

Xing Ba's humorous remarks are still very pleasant to listen to.

Not far away, Cong Gang watched Feng Xinglang get into Hetun's car and leave with an indifferent expression.

Wouldn't it be great to leave that scourge to his biological father?

only……

An inexplicable silence came over him, and Cong Gang covered his head in a hooded sweater.

…

Xing San stayed at Lan Youyou's bedside until she woke up.

"Third brother...Third brother..."

Lan Youyou murmured in a weak voice, and her bony hands shook in the air for a few times before being held tightly by Xing San.

"Girl, don't be afraid! Third brother is here!"

Xing San put Lan Youyou's bony hand on his cheek, letting her feel his warmth, "Third brother will always be by your side! You won't go anywhere!"

"Third brother...don't...don't waste your efforts! My disease...can't be cured!"

Lan Youyou's words seemed to be incoherent. The dispute with Feng Xinglang just now seemed to have overdrawn the energy she had finally gathered.

"No...it won't happen! Girl, your disease will definitely get better! Third brother has hired the best blood experts in the world for you, and they will definitely be able to cure you!"

For Xing San, there are really only a handful of things he wants in this life. If he suddenly loses his hope and ambition to live, his life will be boring. The darkness will go on forever, and there will never be any more waves!

"Third brother... listen to me... I know my own illness best! Third brother..."

"No! Third brother, you are not allowed to give up on yourself! You must live well!"

Xing San put Lan Youyou's hand back into the quilt, "Girl, stop talking and have a good rest! Third brother will be by your side and watching over you!"

"Third brother, please... take me to see Tuantuan, please?"

Lan Youyou paused slightly and took a breath: "If I can see Tuantuan, I will die with peace of mind!"

"No! If you dare to die, I won't let you see your daughter for the rest of your life!"

Xing San is a cunning man, but at this moment, his heart is soft.

He really couldn't bear to see the girl he had cared for for more than ten years die in front of his eyes.

I feel so distressed that I almost twist!

"Third Brother... I have done many, many wrong things in my life... Many people cannot forgive me... But I know that Third Brother loves me the most... Third Brother will definitely take me to see Tuan Tuan... …”

Whether they were tears of regret or tears of emotion, the tears on Lan Youyou's cheeks at this moment really hurt Xing San's heart.

"Girl... I believe Third Brother, Third Brother will definitely let the doctor cure you!"

Xing San wiped away the tears rolling down Lan Youyou's cheeks, "When you get better, Third Brother will take you and our daughter together to live a free and carefree life together! Girl, do you agree?"

"good!"

Unexpectedly, Lan Youyou agreed immediately, "Third brother, take me away now! While my eyes can still see...while I can still breathe...take me to a free life." Well...even if I can only live for one day...I'll be satisfied!"

"Girl...are you trying to hurt the third brother's heart to death?"

Xing San hugged Lan Youyou's shriveled body tightly and burst into tears.

"Third brother... you still love me the most... I should have known..."

Lan Youyou smiled bitterly, "Obviously...obviously happiness is...right in front of me...I can get it at my fingertips...but...but I turn a blind eye...Third brother...I'm really stupid...so stupid!" "

I don’t know if Lan Youyou’s words are insights into life, or if they are just to coax Xing San to take her to meet her daughter Tuantuan as soon as possible; Lan Youyou’s true confession really made Xing San choke with sadness.

"Girl... Third Brother is waiting for you! Come back to Third Brother when you are tired. Third Brother will always be waiting for you!"

…

The dinner was sumptuous.

In addition to Thai specialties, there are also some Chinese dishes. Basically, these are Feng Xinglang's favorite foods.

In the luxurious private room decorated with gold foil, there were only four people at the huge dining table.

In addition to Feng Xinglang and Hetun, Xing Ba and Xing Twelve were also accompanying them.

This was what Feng Xinglang specifically asked them to stay with.

Feng Xinglang still didn't know how many adopted sons there were in Hetun, but he knew that the only ones who could succeed for the time being were Xing Ba and Xing Twelve.

As soon as Xing Twelve stood up, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang.

"Xing Twelve, where are you going?"

Xing Twelve paused and turned back to glance at his adoptive father Hetun.

She lightly opened her beautiful pale pink lips and snorted leisurely, "Guess!"

"I have to go to the bathroom...it's in here!"

Feng Xinglang, a gentleman, wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, "I would feel uneasy without you dining with me!"

"..." Xing Twelve's mouth twitched: I'm not a companion!

"Twelve, since Alang has asked you to accompany me by name, just sit down and have something to eat."

Hetun, who was extremely protective of his son, could only wrong his adopted son. Maybe he didn't feel it was a grievance at all.

Xing Twelve glared at Feng Xinglang unhappily, but still sat down obediently. I still have to give my adoptive father Hetun some face.

"Come, Prince Xing, eat more. The taste of this curry crab is really unique!"

Xing Ba diligently fed Feng Xinglang, livening up the awkward atmosphere.

Xing Twelve glared hard at the flattering and attentive Xing Ba; he deliberately put food that Xing Ba didn't like on his plate to show his dissatisfaction and punishment.

After a full meal, Feng Xinglang realized that he could no longer contact Cong Gang!

He only knew that Cong Gang and his party lived in a dirty youth hostel!

But he knows: if Xing San and the others take action, Cong Gang will definitely follow!

But Feng Xinglang still couldn't worry about his niece Feng Tuantuan.

He wanted to make his uncle the first person he saw when Tuantuan was rescued!