Chapter 1573 Father and Son Intimacy

But Feng Xinglang didn't want to continue suffering like this.

Live or die, you must have a good time tonight!

Even if something unexpected happens to Feng Xinglang, he can still give his wife and children a sunny and healthy future.

My wife, who must be pregnant with a new life, can’t wait to end the days of hiding in Tibet! She, her son Nono, and the new life in her belly all need a quiet and sunny living environment!

Therefore, Feng Xinglang wanted to create more favorable opportunities for Seresto's people to take action.

"Mr. Yan, please sing a little song with Mr. Miyamoto first! When Shi Fifteen is tired, I will send him back to his room to rest.

Hearing his father say that he was tired, the little guy quickly crawled on Feng Xinglang's shoulders and yawned cooperatively.

Perhaps this is why Feng Xinglang likes Xing Shiwu. He is only 9 years old, but he can observe people's emotions and is quite clever. Moreover, the father and son cooperated very well.

Miya Buntuo immediately stood up and said goodbye politely. Miya Buntuo naturally dreams of having the opportunity to be alone with Yan Bang.

"There are many steps in Yulong City. It's inconvenient for you to hold your child. I'll give it to you!"

Of course Yan Bang didn't want to sing a tune with Gong Wentuo, a short winter melon; even if it was just to send Feng Xinglang back to his room to rest, Yan Bang would be happy to do it.

"No need to bother Mr. Yan, we father and son can just go back by ourselves!"

Since he was creating an opportunity for Ceresto's people to attack, how could Feng Xinglang let Yan Bang follow.

"Goodbye, Uncle Yan! Goodbye, Uncle Miyamoto!"

The little guy was quite helpful: while yawning, he waved goodbye to Yan Bang and Gong Wentuo.

"Goodbye, little fifteenth child!" Miyamoto waved to the little guy in a gentlemanly manner.

"Mr. Yan, please treat Mr. Miyamoto well! He is a valued client of our GK Ventures!"

Of course Yan Bang was reluctant. He doesn't care what kind of clients he is, anyone who affects him in sending Feng Xinglang back to his room to rest will make him unhappy! But since Feng Xinglang had spoken, Yan Bang naturally wanted to give him face. Even if it is perfunctory for a while, then drive Gong Bentuo away.

Feng Xinglang then hugged Xing Shishi and left quickly. Yan Bang did not follow.

"Leopard Tou, give me a gift for the second master!"

"Okay!" Leopard Head responded and followed.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, Feng Xinglang turned around and stopped the leopard head following him.

"Baotou, you stay and keep an eye on that Miyamoto! I heard that guy is a bit perverted... He insists on coming to Yulong City to see Yan Bang today, so I feel something is wrong! You should stay outside and keep an eye on him. It’s safer to be on the safe side! Beware of some of the dirty tricks he will use.”

"Then I'll go back and keep an eye on you! Second Master, please be careful!"

Overall, Leopard Head is quite easy to coax. Feng Xinglang could coax him dozens of times a day without anyone being found out.

After removing the leopard's head, Feng Xinglang and his son continued to return to the room.

"Dad, are you tired? I'd better get down and walk by myself." The little guy thoughtfully wanted to get down and walk by himself.

"You're not tired! Dad just likes to hold you like this!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's forehead. It's not all about acting, but also some expression of real emotions.

At night, Yulong City is full of people who are in a state of revelry and dissipation.

There is a distance of at least two hundred meters from the front business area to the living area for rest.

The living area is far less magnificent than the external business area. The further you go inside, the quieter it gets. Even the lights are much dimmed.

Although the little guy was crawling on Feng Xinglang's shoulders, his eyes were extremely sharp. He kept patrolling the surroundings vigilantly.

"Fifteen, are you afraid?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid!" The little guy hugged Feng Xinglang's neck tighter, "Dad, do you think this will be the last time we hug?"

Feng Xinglang's heart ached slightly, "No! Since God has arranged this fate between our father and son, he will definitely treat us well!"

"Dad...Dad...Dad!"

Along the way, Xing Shiwu called Feng Xinglang softly, loudly, and lowly, and he never tired of it.

"Good son...good son...good son!"

Feng Xinglang cooperated with the little guy and responded one after another. The happy atmosphere between father and son is more real than a real father and son!

If the child Feng Linnuo saw this scene, his little universe would probably explode again.

Playing so happily with a wild child? His biological father, Feng Xinglang, simply didn’t care about his biological son!

Suddenly, the little guy hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and whispered urgently, "Dad, there seems to be someone on your left! There's someone behind you too!"

"Be good, don't be afraid! Dad is here and won't let them hurt you!" Feng Xinglang patted the little guy on the back.

It has to be said that the little guy has a very keen sense of smell about his surrounding environment. Because Feng Xinglang didn't even feel that anyone was approaching him at that time.

"I'm not afraid! Dad, if they beat you harder, don't resist. Seventeen and Fourteen will follow, and my foster father will definitely find a way to save us."

Xing Shiwu himself was not afraid. Because in the training camp at the manor, he had been beaten too. On the contrary, he was quite worried about his father, Feng Xinglang.

"You are not afraid, and dad is even less afraid!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Xing Shishi tightly in his arms.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang inevitably felt guilty in his heart for letting a 9-year-old child die in place of his biological son.

These days, he has been trying his best to treat Xing Shiwu well.

In an instant, Feng Xinglang felt a black shadow flying toward him on his left side...

As soon as Feng Xinglang turned around to look, a powdery substance fell on his and Xing Shishi's faces.

"Who?" Feng Xinglang shouted sharply.

After inhaling a lot of fine powdery particles, he felt his head start to spin. He tried hard to hold Xing Shishi tightly in his arms, but he was still exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

Because he was lying in the hollow of Feng Xinglang's right shoulder, the little guy didn't smell many fine particles. He held his breath reflexively, and after the powder was almost scattered, he ventilated carefully.

It is not an easy task to take two unconscious people, one big and one small, away from Yulong City. They will naturally consider these carefully in advance.

After pushing the cleaning truck containing the special garbage away from the living area, entering the parking lot and stuffing it into the trunk, it's almost done.

"Who are you?"

It was Yan Bang who yelled loudly.

He really had no interest in singing a tune with a short winter melon. After Leopard Head brought a group of young masters and princesses from Yulong City to accompany Gong Bentuo, he found an excuse and left.