Chapter 1180 It’s Fun to Watch

Xing Twelve does not understand love, and Hetun, who is over sixty years old, will only distort his understanding of love.

Because back then, before Hetun had time to understand love, he was 'betrayed' by the woman named Su He; then he used his violent and twisted way to retaliate cruelly and inflict cruel harm!

When the truth was revealed, Hetun felt deeply repentant and guilty.

But the advantage of being headstrong is that his self-healing ability is quite good. Then he forcefully exerted his unparalleled fatherly love on his biological son Feng Xinglang who still hated him!

I never consider Feng Xinglang's feelings, let alone understand whether he needs it or not!

At this moment in Hetun, he would only think that Xing San's feelings for Lan Youyou were a bad fate!

To put it simply, there should not be such shameful feelings between them!

Since it is immoral and rebellious, how can Hetun understand the greatness of the love between them!

Therefore, Xing San's pitiful and pathetic love cannot influence the willful Hetun at all!

On the contrary, it will make Hetun feel disgusted!

"Third brother, stop pretending to be pitiful here! No one will sympathize with you!"

Hetun sternly said, "Hurry up and tell me the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan, and I will make Shi Qi give you a good death!"

Xing San raised his head, glanced at Hetun with a cold look, and twitched the corners of his lips bitterly, "Father, you like to force others to do multiple-choice questions the most... Then today, I will let you do multiple-choice questions too! "

"Asshole!"

Hetun shouted angrily, "Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?! That will only make your death worse!"

Xing San smiled, shaking his head sadly and snorting coldly.

"Father, as long as you are human, you will have weaknesses! And your weakness is your own son Feng Xinglang!"

Hetun's eyes darkened, "Is it possible that you still want to take advantage of Alang? I'm afraid you won't survive!"

"No, no, no!" His biological daughter...if Feng Tuantuan dies, he will definitely vent his anger on you! By then, you will never be forgiven by him! So, you can’t take this risk!"

"hehe!"

Hetun snorted coldly, "Can you threaten me? Let's not mention that I will definitely get the whereabouts of Feng Lixin's daughter from your mouth; even if there is something wrong with Feng Tuantuan, Feng Lixin is not dead yet. Wouldn’t it be enough to just have a few more?!”

Normal people would really not dare to compliment Hetun's non-human thinking mode.

Perhaps except for his own son and grandson, the lives of others are not counted as fate!

Or maybe life is like an ant!

"Then do it! If I can die on the same year, the same month and the same day as Lao Qi, I admit it!"

Xing San slowly sat on the edge of Lan Youyou's bed, reaching over and caressing Lan Youyou, who was sleeping deeply under the influence of the drug.

"Lao San, you are looking for death!"

Hetun roared with anger.

"Father, you can actually choose the second way: let Lao Qi go! I will go with you! In one month, after Lao Qi's condition is under control, I will tell you the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan! Then you can kiss me My son Feng Xinglang is also easy to explain!"

Xing San said the second option calmly.

"It won't take a month! I can pry your mouth open today! You should know that your adoptive father has many ways to make you unable to live or die!"

"Useless adoptive father... You should also know that I have many tricks to make myself unable to speak!"

"Really? Then let's try it!"

Just when Hetun signaled Xing Shiqi to take action, Xing Twelve received a call from Xing Ba.

In fact, to be precise, it should be the call that Feng Xinglang forced Xing Ba to make!

…

An hour ago, Cong Gang might have stopped the Hetun group.

But since the process was very likely to cause injuries, or even some blood, Cong Gang didn't take the trouble.

Xing San's silence may not mean that Feng Tuantuan's whereabouts will never be found; but that will take some time and energy after all.

Coupled with Feng Xinglang's violent temper, he might be trying to torture himself in some way!

Therefore, Cong Gang came up with an opportunistic solution: let Feng Xinglang come forward to stop Hetun's atrocities!

That way, he wouldn't have to use any soldiers!

Moreover, it seems good to let the father and son have a fight and watch the excitement!

In addition to Xing Ba, Hetun also left several of Xing Er's men to guard his son Feng Xinglang; this proves that he, as a biological father, is really worried!

Cong Gang did not let anyone follow him, but came to the hotel alone to inform Feng Xinglang.

Quietly avoiding the guards of the black goggles, Cong Gang jumped in from the upper level.

In the bedroom on the next floor, Xing Ba was eating his favorite chocolate beans while glancing at Feng Xinglang on the bed.

Suddenly, he heard a noise from the bathroom: it seemed like someone was opening the window.

Xing Ba stood up from the sofa alertly and rushed into the bathroom like a whirlwind. He found that the window in the bathroom had indeed been opened, but when he looked out, he found a black figure sneaking into the bedroom!

Xing Ba secretly screamed, he must have fallen into someone else's conspiracy!

When Xing Ba quickly rushed into the bedroom, the dagger in Cong Gang's hand was already pressed against Feng Xinglang's neck.

"Stand still! Prince Xing's life is much more precious than yours!"

Cong Gang, wearing a black sweatshirt, looked as weird as Satan emerging from hell.

"Cong Gang, what do you want to do? If Feng Xinglang dies, you won't have a good life!"

Xing Ba stopped walking. Because he didn't dare to risk Feng Xinglang's life. Moreover, Cong Gang is a very unscrupulous person.

"Don't worry, I just want to wake up your prince, drink some tea, and give his biological father a call!"

While Cong Gang soothed Xing Ba's overly nervous mood, he struck Feng Xinglang's handsome face several times with a cold dagger.

"What kind of medicine did you give your prince to sleep as if he was dead? Aren't you afraid that he will take revenge on you when he wakes up? You know, this ruffian is really very petty!"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was sleeping deeply, Cong Gang picked up the water cup on the bedside and poured the cooled tea and tea leaves onto Feng Xinglang's handsome face.

After doing this nasty move, Cong Gang immediately stepped aside and looked at the awakened Feng Xinglang with an innocent face.

Feng Xinglang seemed to be awakened from a nightmare, breathing rapidly...

To be honest, on weekdays I only see Feng Xinglang attacking others who do evil.

He can do any despicable and shameless tricks.

It’s so hard to be treated like this, and the embarrassment looks really good!

Cong Gang and Xing Ba both found it enjoyable!

Feng Xinglang reflexively wiped the tea leaves from his cheeks and glared at Cong Gang, who was pretending to be innocent.

"Did you splash it?"

"..." This highly intelligent ruffian is really not easy to fool.

"I think you should first hold the person accountable. Who should have knocked you unconscious on the bed? You were so soundly asleep that you couldn't wake up!"

Cong Gang directly transferred the point of conflict to Xing Ba.

"I was just following orders! He was the one who threw tea leaves in your face!"

Xing Ba pointed the contradiction of the problem at Cong Gang.

"Okay, Feng Xinglang, call your lovely biological father quickly! After he knocked your biological son unconscious, he led his men and ran over to silence Xing San!"

Cong Gang immediately got back to business. With Hetun's ruthlessness, it is really possible for him to hit Xing three times ruthlessly.

"What? Hetun went to find Xing San?"

Feng Xinglang jumped out of bed, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"Your father is so domineering, I'm very afraid of him!"

Cong Gang said leisurely, "And I'm quite afraid of death, you know that!"

He rushed to the hospital to stop Hetun, but it was obviously too late; Feng Xinglang glared at Xing Ba.

Maybe Xing San's life should not be cut off, or maybe Feng Xinglang was eager to save his niece Feng Tuantuan. Just when Hetun signaled Xing Shiqi to take action, Xing Twelve received a call from Feng Xinglang.

After hesitating for a while, a different kind of compassion made Xing Twelve put the phone to Hetun's ear.

"Hetun, if you dare to attack Xing San, I will fight you to the end for the rest of my life!"

"...Alang?"

Hetun was stunned for a moment, "Don't worry, dad will find out the whereabouts of Feng Lixin's daughter for you."

"Hetun, have you seen Xing San? If not, please withdraw immediately!" Feng Xinglang asked sternly.

"Xing San's life is in my hands!"

Hetun sighed slightly, and his tone instantly became much kinder, "Alang, what are you going to do?"

"..."

Hetun has already met Xing San, and the possibility of tracking Xing San to find his niece's whereabouts has obviously failed.

If Xing San is let go, it will be equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain!

"Bring Xing San back first! Keep him alive!"

"Okay! Dad listens to you!"

Hetun calls himself daddy on the right and daddy on the left, which becomes more and more comfortable.

"What about Lan Youyou? How do you plan to deal with it?" Hetun asked again with a good temper.

Feng Xinglang was silent.

"Feng Xinglang, let Youyou go, I will go with Hetun! I will tell you Feng Tuantuan's whereabouts!"

Xing San is a wise man. He immediately yelled in the direction of the phone. As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten half soft by Xing Shiqi with a knife.

"Leave Lan Youyou in the hospital. She won't live long, just let her fend for herself!"

"Okay, Dad will listen to you."

It was quite refreshing to return to Hetun. In fact, the cheerfulness is only on the surface, and he often confronts Feng Xinglang secretly.

Xing San stared deeply at Lan Youyou, who was still sleeping on the hospital bed, and squeezed out a faint smile from the corner of his lips.

"Girl, the third brother is gone...You have to take good care of yourself! Live well! For the sake of the third brother, for your daughter...Girl, if there is an afterlife, remember to fall in love with your third brother as soon as possible!"

Xing San knew that he fell into Hetun's hands, and this time he was really in danger.

Maybe, this is the last time he meets his girl.

A black hood was put on Xing San's head, and his eyes instantly fell into darkness.