Chapter 1189 Cry Hard

"Third brother...your legs..."

Turning her head inadvertently at the corner, Lan Youyou saw blood drops on the wooden floor, "Put me down..."

"We're almost there. Tuantuan lives on the sixth floor."

Xing San leaned his body against the handrail of the stairs at the corner to adjust his breathing; he kept clenching his teeth and endured the bloody and raw pain between the residual leg and the prosthetic limb.

"Third brother...I'm sorry..."

I don't know whether it was Lan Youyou's conscience that found out, or whether this situation was enough to move her, Lan Youyou suddenly choked up.

"The one who should say I'm sorry... is me! If I hadn't been afraid of my adoptive father... I wouldn't have let you be so deeply hurt by the two Feng brothers!"

Xing San took a deep breath, held Lan Youyou steady in his arms, and continued walking towards the fifth floor.

Xing San and Lan Youyou seemed to have been dragging these six floors of stairs for a century!

Sharing adversity can make people more unforgettable!

Lan Youyou really didn't expect that it wasn't until the moment when she was approaching death that she discovered that there was a man who loved her so deeply that he could share this last stage of life's journey with her.

Or maybe such deep love has always been with her, but she has never faced it squarely before!

Lan Youyou's distorted view of love has always believed that except for Feng Xinglang, she thinks the love of other men is dirty!

"Third brother... you must find me early... in your next life! You must... keep me by your side... and you must not let me go to find that ruthless man Feng Xinglang again! He has harmed me In my whole life...I will never forgive him in this life or the next!"

Once a person loses the last trace of hope in his heart, he is equivalent to a walking zombie that has lost his soul.

Lan Youyou hated Feng Xinglang's ruthlessness, and even more hated her own obsession with him.

Was it Feng Xinglang's ruthlessness that killed her? Or did his paranoid obsession kill him?

Maybe Lan Youyou will never understand until her death: why she couldn't win the heart of that man named Feng Xinglang!

"Yes! Third brother will do nothing in his next life, just protect you!"

There was a smile on Xing San's lips, sweat mixed with blood stains from unknown sources, dripping from his face with protruding cheekbones.

"We're there... there's still half a floor left..."

Xing San wanted to speed up, but when he stepped up to the last step, he used too much force and almost stumbled over the step; he rolled on the spot to avoid Lan Youyou in his arms from being The wall bumped.

"Third brother..."

Lan Youyou exclaimed nervously, "Third brother...are you okay?"

"Third brother is really old... he can't even walk this way well!"

Xing San knelt on one leg and climbed up from the ground tremblingly, "We're here... Tuantuan lives in the innermost room."

"Tuan Tuan...Tuan Tuan..."

Lan Youyou's voice was weak, "Mommy is here to see you..."

"Tuan Tuan... come out and have a look: your good dad has brought mommy back for you! My good dad didn't lie to you this time! Come out and have a look!"

When Xing San left, he asked a local woman to take care of Feng Tuantuan's food, drink, and toilet; he also left two of his subordinates to look after him.

When he was downstairs, Xing San had just heard Feng Tuantuan's faint cry; but at this moment, the entire floor was surprisingly quiet.

"Sangers..."

Xing San called out the name of one of his men, but failed to get any response.

Suddenly, Xing San had an ominous premonition; instead of checking on the two men living in the next room, he directly opened the door of the innermost room.

The door was only ajar, and even Xing San, who was holding Lan Youyou, could easily push it open.

"Song...Songtai!"

Xing San exclaimed and instinctively freed up a hand to draw the gun; but the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against one temple.

"Cong Gang?!"

Songtai is Cong Gang’s original name;

Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang renamed him later!

Not many people can call Cong Gang by his real name. Xing San is one of the few!

Xing San also knew that Cong Gang was raised by Xing Er. A venomous snake that never shows its face!

Cong Gang was sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with a dagger in his hand boredly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

It’s indeed a long time to wait! Because Xing San spent too much time carrying the angry Lan Youyou up from the ground floor!

With Xing San's speed, Wei Kang and the others were probably able to run up to a dozen people upstairs and downstairs and come back!

"Tuantuan... where is Tuantuan?"

Lan Youyou discovered that there was no trace of her daughter Feng Tuantuan in the whole room. But just now she heard her daughter crying.

There were tableware for two people on the wooden table in the room, and there were leftover vegetables and meat on the dinner plate; there was an apple that had been bitten a few times on the fruit plate.

"Songtai, where did you take Tuantuan?" Xing San asked sharply.

"Of course...it has been taken away!"

Cong Gang glanced at Xing San lightly, and snorted coldly: "If I hadn't stayed with Feng Ruffian to bring a message to Lan Youyou, I would have left long ago!"

"Songtai, you are so despicable!"

Xing San gritted his teeth, "You've been following me secretly!"

"What... you took Tuantuan away? Where... you took... to? I want to see... see her!"

Cong Gang glanced at Lan Youyou, who couldn't even speak fluently, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Feng Xinglang asked me to bring you a message: Thank you for assisting him and bringing Xing San here!"

"No... no... I want to see Tuantuan! I want... to see my daughter!"

Lan Youyou struggled in Xing San's arms, trying to step forward and catch Cong Gang.

"Lan Youyou, it's Feng Xinglang who didn't let you see Feng Tuantuan for the last time!"

Cong Gang rhythmically slapped the dagger in his hand flatly into the palm of his other hand, very leisurely, "I can't do anything to take people's money!"

"Feng Xinglang, you... bastard! You... don't deserve to die!"

Even if it was a hysterical roar, the sound Lan Youyou could make was pitifully weak.

"You will definitely have no chance to see whether Feng Xinglang dies or not! But you..."

Cong Gang glanced sideways at Xing San and twitched his lips slightly: "Forget it, let's not dirty our hands! That stingy Feng Xinglang only paid the money to retrieve his niece Feng Tuantuan!"

This is just a witty remark!

Lan Youyou, Feng Xinglang and Hetun didn't want to take action against Lan Youyou who was as weak as a mayfly; Cong Gang was even more lazy to take action!

As for Xing San...

"Cong Gang... please... let me see my daughter for the last time!"

Lan Youyou's begging voice was so weak that it was almost just the shape of her mouth.

"You think too much! You should be grateful that Feng Xinglang can spare your and Xing San's lives..."

Glancing at the traces of blood trailing behind Xing San, Cong Gang raised his eyebrows and seemed to have changed his mind.

"Lan Youyou, if you want to see your daughter for the last time... that's fine! However, you have to exchange Xing San's life!"

I really don’t know what purpose and thoughts Cong Gang had at that time to propose such a cruel exchange condition.

Whether it is Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang, or those who have been humiliated by Hetun, they have all subconsciously learned this cruel method from Hetun: letting others make a painful choice!

It seems that watching others make painful choices has become a dark haze that hides in the soul.

"Songtai, if you want my life, then do it! If you are still a man, fulfill your promise!"

When Xing San made the decision to bring Lan Youyou here to see her daughter for the last time, he was already prepared to die badly.

Neither Feng Xinglang nor Hetun would let him go!

But he really didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin like Cong Gang would come out!

It’s really hard to guard against!

Cong Gang glanced at Xing San coldly, "Xing San, what do you think you have to negotiate terms with me? Since Lan Youyou wants to see her daughter, she must do it herself!"

After a slight pause, Cong Gang seemed to find such provocation boring.

How bored do you have to be to want to watch Lan Youyou, a dying person, kill someone?

Just when he was about to speak to take back his life, Lan Youyou spoke first.

"Cong Gang... I don't want to see my daughter anymore! Please... give Feng Xinglang a message: hug my daughter more when you miss me!"

"..." Although it was so weak that it was almost just a mouthful, Cong Gang could hear it clearly.

This woman really can't forget Feng Xinglang!

But is he still obsessed with Feng Xinglang, or is it a vicious curse with a purpose?

"Girl..."

Xing San choked up, probably because he was moved by Lan Youyou. Between seeing her daughter and his life, she chose his life.

Maybe Lan Youyou is not stupid: if Xing San really dies, she may not be able to see her daughter Feng Tuantuan as she wishes!

Cong Gang is like a demon from hell; his presence is not strong, but he is so weird that it makes people shudder!

"Songtai...I'll make a deal with you: I'll pay you, and you let me take Feng Tuantuan away!"

Until this moment, Xing San still did not give up. He felt that if Cong Gang could accept Feng Xinglang's money, he should also be able to accept his money!

"No matter who's money, I'm willing to earn it!"

Cong Gang hummed lightly: "So far, I just want to make Feng Xinglang's money!"

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The bumpy jungle road woke up Feng Tuantuan from a light sleep.

She opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed them again and again, and found that she was in a moving car.

Feng Tuantuan saw Cong Gang sitting next to her; Cong Gang also looked at her calmly.

"Uncle Big Caterpillar..."

Feng Tuan Tuan Nai murmured in a sweet voice.

"you know me?"

Cong Gang couldn't remember any interactions he had with this little girl. But they should have met.

The little cutie nodded, "You are brother Nuonuo's big caterpillar uncle."

"Yes. You're saved. Feng Xinglang asked me to save you."

Cong Gang stared at Feng Tuantuan: This little girl really looks like Lan Youyou!

"Really? Thank you, Uncle Caterpillar..."

Feng Tuantuan knelt and moved over, hugging Cong Gang's neck tightly, "Uncle Big Caterpillar... Tuantuan is so scared... Tuantuan really wants to cry!"

"I'll cry later!"

Cong Gang stopped Feng Tuantuan, who was about to cry, "Choose one from the two, Feng Lixin or Feng Xinglang, you can only call one of them! Then you can cry hard on the phone!"