Chapter 1184 Perfect to the Point of Madness

Even if he is hunted down by people from Hetun again, at least he can take Lan Youyou to his death.

It's better than being unable to survive or die at this moment!

It’s important to take control!

Even if it is just the power of life and death.

"Okay! It's settled! We will help each other! You believe in me, and I believe in you!"

I thought that Feng Xinglang would add a series of conditions, but I didn't expect that he would just agree.

"Wash yourself clean and get ready tonight. Also think about your departure route. Tomorrow morning, I will let you leave the hospital smoothly with Lan Youyou! I will prepare ten days' worth of medicine for you."

Feng Xinglang's words made Xing San find it incredible: Hetun worked so hard to capture him, but would he let him go so easily?

"I have only one request: you must take Lan Youyou far away. Never step foot into Shencheng!"

"I can definitely do this!"

Xing San responded. Such additional conditions cannot be regarded as conditions at all. Furthermore, Xing San has never liked Shencheng.

"Okay! I will send you away tomorrow! You should rest assured that I will be your hostage."

Feng Xinglang stood up slowly, "Have a good rest tonight and don't get too excited! I still have to communicate with the old guy in Hetun!"

"Then I wish you successful communication!"

Xing San picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and drank it slowly, "Feng Xinglang, you are worthy of my trust!"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing San, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Outside the warehouse door, Xing Ba was eating his chocolate beans leisurely. When Feng Xinglang came in, he chose to turn a blind eye.

Feeling that Xing San, who was injured and had a broken leg, could not escape from Xing Shiqi's grasp, Xing Ba made a convenience for Prince Xing.

"Did you hear everything?" Feng Xinglang asked boredly.

"Well, I'm not deaf!"

"What do you think of my plan? Is it perfect?" A slight smile appeared on Feng Xinglang's lips.

"Crazy perfect!"

Xing Bayou sighed, "Don't worry, your biological father will definitely pour a basin of refreshing cold water on you!"

In Xing Ba's view, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang to convince Hetun to let Xing San and Lan Youyou go.

But it’s not impossible…unless!

That picture should be beautiful!

"You don't have to worry about it now! Find some clean clothes for Xing San later, and treat his wounds by the way. Don't lock him up, just lock him up. He is a sworn brother with the same roots as you. You should be able to help me if I’m busy!”

"Prince Xing, aren't you making things difficult for me? My foster father hates the betrayal of the third child!"

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. Just wait here to take orders from Hetun. Do things after you get the order. It won't be difficult, right?"

"..."

Xing Ba was stunned for a moment, "Feng Xinglang, are you really sure you can convince my adoptive father?"

"Try it!"

Feng Xinglang walked away, leaving Xing Ba with a lonely and upright figure.

At this moment, Xing Ba suddenly felt: Feng Xinglang is a good man!

This is how Xing Ba defines a good person!

"Myna, do you want to lock him up?"

In the warehouse, Xing Shiqi's questioning came. Presumably, he must have heard the conversation between Xing Ba and Feng Xinglang.

"No need! Just keep an eye on him!"

Xing Badai responded calmly. Vaguely, he believed that Feng Xinglang should be able to convince his adoptive father Hetun!

…

Feng Xinglang seemed to have walked along the ten-meter corridor for a century.

The person who opened the door for Feng Xinglang was Xing Twelve. When he was away from home, he lived and ate with Hetun almost 24 hours a day. In Xing Twelve's eyes, Hetun seemed to be filial and loyal to him as his closest father.

"Looking for my adoptive father?" Xing Twelve stopped at the door and asked.

"Yeah." Feng Xinglang nodded slightly.

"My foster father just went to bed." Xing Twelve answered truthfully.

"Just one sentence, and I'll leave after I finish speaking."

Feng Xinglang's expression was cold and somewhat serious.

Glancing at Feng Xinglang, who looked solemn, Xing Twelve looked in the direction of Hetun's bedroom, "Can I convey this?"

"cannot."

Undoubtedly a cold rejection.

"Okay...just wait. I'll call my adoptive father first."

"No need to go to such trouble. I can go into his bedroom and say the same thing. Just one sentence, it won't delay your foster father's rest."

But Xing Twelve still followed Feng Xinglang. It seemed that he was afraid that Feng Xinglang would commit the treasonous act of killing his father.

"Alang?"

Hetun had just entered Tutu, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet. After hearing the noise outside the bedroom, he stood up and walked out.

"Come to the bedroom, I have something to talk to you alone."

Feng Xinglang walked into Hetun's bedroom first. Hetun followed closely behind.

When Xing Twelve was about to follow, he was stopped by Hetun.

"You stay outside. I'll have a few words with Alang alone."

Xing Twelve did not dare to go against Hetun's wishes, but he was worried about Hetun's safety.

"Father, please be careful."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Alang is my biological son, what danger can there be!"

Even if there is any danger, Hetun will admit it. Because he owed his own son so much.

Hetun was looking forward to the opportunity to have a good chat with his biological son alone.

After hearing what his adoptive father said, Xing Twelve obediently stood guard outside the door.

An hour later, Xing Ba received a call from his adoptive father Hetun himself.

The content was similar to what Feng Xinglang said when he left: take care of Xing Laosan's wounds and clean them up. We are going to let him leave with Lan Youyou tomorrow.

Although it was expected by Xing Ba, he was more or less surprised: what did Feng Xinglang say or do to his adoptive father Hetun, in such a short period of time? Over time, he persuaded the stubborn and self-willed Hetun.

Later, Xing Ba also asked Xing Twelve; Xing Twelve told him: Feng Xinglang only said one sentence to his adoptive father Hetun.

As for which sentence it was, Xing Twelve said he couldn't hear it clearly!

Can Hetun be settled in just one sentence? This is awesome!

Xing Ba was led by Xing San. As long as he does not violate Hetun's orders, he will do his best to facilitate Xing Sanxing.

Xing Ba asked Xing Shiqi to get a table of side dishes, as well as the fruit wine that Xing San loved to drink.

"Third brother, what are your plans after leaving?"

Xing Ba poured wine for Xing San and chatted in a calm voice.

Xing San washed away the blood, put on dry clothes, and even treated the wounds on his body.

Xing San sighed helplessly and snorted Youyou coldly, "What plans can I have... just waiting to be chased by my adoptive father!"

"Don't worry, with Feng Xinglang here, my adoptive father will not hunt you down anymore!"

"Lao Ba, are you helping Feng Xinglang spy on me?"

"I don't have that much to do, and I'm not that boring! But I believe in Feng Xinglang, he is a man who values ​​love and justice! He will definitely try his best to fulfill what he promises you!"

"I hope so!" Xing San responded lightly.

"Let's not talk about these worries tonight! Third brother, it was you who led me to the road. I'll offer you a few drinks! The fruit wine you like to drink won't make anyone drunk, and it won't delay your business tomorrow!"

Xing Ba drank up the fruit wine in the cup before Xing San. The adopted sons of Hetun are not very good at drinking. Because drinking can cause trouble.

"You should hate me! Hate me for leading you on this road of no return!"

Xing San Leng smiled brightly.

"No, no, no... I don't hate you! Let alone my adoptive father! Although my adoptive father is unkind, he is the one who raised us after all... He has so many adopted sons, and so many people call him His adoptive father... One more of me is not more, and one less of me is not less! But for me, he is the only adoptive father!"

As he spoke, Xing Ba's eyes turned red.

Maybe Hetun only regarded these adopted sons as tools for murder and conspiracy; but Xing Ba and the others really regarded Hetun as their only relatives.

Xing San said nothing. There was a long silence.

…

While Lan Youyou was still in the hospital, Feng Xinglang went to apply for a series of medical death certificate materials for her overnight.

Regardless of whether a miracle happens or not, Lan Youyou will be dead to the Feng family!

Especially for the eldest brother Feng Lixin, the news of Lan Youyou's death is what he should know.

Feng Xinglang stood quietly outside the glass door of Lan Youyou's intensive care unit, thoughtfully holding the file bag containing the medical death certificate issued by the hospital.

Under the influence of the drug, Lan Youyou slept quite peacefully. The medicine provided by the hospital should be enough to keep her breathing for ten days.

At this moment, Lan Youyou can be said to be completely recovering from drugs. Once the medication was discontinued, she died quickly.

Using her life in exchange for the life of her daughter Feng Tuantuan can be regarded as the best redemption for her.

It was still dark, but Feng Xinglang seemed a little impatient to wait.

Lan Youyou has been transferred to a stretcher. After receiving an oxygen bag, Xing Shiqi and the medical staff pushed him downstairs.

The medical vehicle was driving at high speed towards the port.

Xing Shiqi, who was sitting in the carriage with him after not sleeping for three days and two nights, looked a little sleepy.

"Seventeen, please take a nap. This place is still some distance from the port."

"No! My adoptive father said that I will protect your safety at all times."

"You're too nervous! How can a person with only half a breath left hurt me?" Feng Xinglang said calmly.

"The foster father said: Not only must we be wary of Xing San's remnants, but we must also be wary of Cong Gang and others. We must not be careless."

"..." This Hetun is really cautious.

Feng Xinglang wasn't sure whether Cong Gang was following the medical vehicle, but he was sure that Cong Gang wouldn't be too far away from him.

It seems that it will appear at any time, but it is out of sight. It seems to be merged into this vast night.

The call was made to Xing Ba. Feng Xinglang knew that Xing Ba was guarding Xing San at this moment.

"Xing Ba, let's go with Xing San. Come directly to the port in Bangkok. I have already got Lan Youyou out."

"Ah? Are you leaving now? What time is it? Didn't you say you'd wait until dawn?"

"Yes! Let's go now! You must bring Xing San to the port within an hour!"

Feng Xinglang didn't explain anything to Xing Ba. Then answer directly in the form of the following command.

Quietly staring at the scrawny Lan Youyou on the stretcher, Feng Xinglang's eyes became deep and intriguing.

"Lan Youyou, if you can have another life, remember to stay away from my brother! Stay further away from me!"