Chapter 1591 I’m Not Familiar with Him

Yan Bang looked a little rough sleeping on the table.

There seemed to be saliva leaking out of his half-grinded mouth.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, took a tissue and wiped the corners of Yan Bang's mouth clean, then took his coat and put it on his shoulders.

The heating in the house was sufficient, and Yan Bang would not be cold even if he was only wearing a shirt, but Feng Xinglang still covered him with his coat.

He patted Yan Bang's cheek twice gently, and after making sure that he was asleep, he stood up and left.

Outside the living room door, Feng Xinglang closed the door tightly.

"You, Mr. Yan, rest inside, don't go in and disturb him! I'm going to the courtyard to get some fresh air, so don't follow me!"

Leopard Tou is not here, probably going to the business area to do some business. The remaining guards will be easily dispatched.

The Lexus, modified by Xing Ba, quickly left Yulong City and roared towards the Shun'an Auto Repair Factory in the south of the city.

To say that there is no fear at all would be an understatement. After all, Feng Xinglang, who now has a wife and children, loves this beautiful life even more.

The more you love life, no one will yearn for death!

But Feng Xinglang knew clearly: Seresto had become a desperado. With no relatives or friends, he might have already put his own life and death at risk. In his opinion, his mission in life now is to destroy the entire Hetun family! That's enough! If you kill all the adopted sons in Hetun along the way, you will make a profit!

Ceresto invited Feng Xinglang to come over. If he is already unreasonable now, then it is very likely that Feng Xinglang will kill him directly before Feng Xinglang has a chance to speak, in order to give Hetun a blow!

Feng Xinglang must consider these worst possibilities.

This 'Shun'an' auto repair shop has been listed as one of the suspicious locations by Yan Bang's people and the police.

When Custer and his gang fled, they fled into this auto repair shop. In order not to alert others, the police only took measures to monitor the auto repair shop.

The Lexus parked smoothly outside the door of the auto repair shop. Feng Xinglang didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but waited quietly in the car for a while.

It was not yet nine o'clock, and Feng Xinglang arrived a little early. But at least it shows that he came with sincerity.

The whole auto repair shop is quite quiet. But this kind of silence is a little weird.

Feng Xinglang got out of the car and walked slowly towards the auto repair shop. The gate was locked, leaving only a small door for people to pass.

Feng Xinglang walked in slowly. It feels like every step I take is one step closer to death.

He could feel that there were N pairs of eyes staring at him in the auto repair shop. There are people from Ceresto and people from Hetun.

The auto repair shop is large enough, with some cars waiting to be repaired parked on the right side, and a row of lifting columns that can lift the car bodies on the left side.

Feng Xinglang walked forward slowly. Going further inside is a two-and-a-half-story office area with high ceilings.

"Celesto, I'm already here... come out and talk!"

Feng Xinglang was calm, but not calm, because his son Xing Shishi was still in Seresto's hands.

"We can work together to kill Hetun! But the prerequisite is: you must let my son go!"

Feng Xinglang's voice echoed in the empty auto repair shop. It felt like the entire garage could hear his voice.

"Sit down and wait! My master will be here in 20 minutes! I hope you can have this patience!"

The sound came from the second and a half floors. Authentic Spanish.

With a click, the searchlight was cast down from the second and a half floor, shining on a chair next to Feng Xinglang.

"Just sit in that chair! Let us see you!"

Feng Xinglang sat down obediently. There was nothing he could do if Seresto didn't show up. There is nothing but waiting.

Twenty minutes felt like a long time to Feng Xinglang.

"Can I see my son first?" Feng Xinglang made a relatively 'excessive' request.

"Wait first!"

Although the other party spoke Spanish, Feng Xinglang could tell that some of them should be able to understand Chinese.

"I miss my son! Let him come out and meet me!"

The necessary fatherly love still needs to be shown. Besides, Feng Xinglang was really worried about Xing Shishi's child.

"Then you have to wait first!"

These Mexicans had no choice but to let Feng Xinglang wait. There seemed to be no other topic to talk to Feng Xinglang about.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Feng Xinglang stood up from his chair.

"Since your master is not sincere, we can only talk another day! Please bring a message to Ceresto. I will pay any price for my son!"

Just as Feng Xinglang was about to turn around and leave, a row of cement splashes splashed around his feet. The flames of the machine gun came from the second and a half floors.

He was shocked, but Feng Xinglang's expression, words and deeds were calm and calm.

The purpose of his coming today was to send himself over to Seresto as a hostage so that he could finish the battle quickly.

"What, are you trying to force someone to stay?" Feng Xinglang snarled.

"We just want to prove: Do you have a dirty tail behind you?"

"Then you have to aim carefully and don't get my new shoes dirty!"

Feng Xinglang lightly stomped his feet twice, blowing away the dust on his shoes.

"The son of Hetun is indeed brave!"

A sturdy figure appeared behind the searchlight. He spoke in stilted Chinese, sounding like he was about to bite his tongue.

Not to mention that Feng Xinglang, who was shrouded in searchlights, couldn't see the man's face, or even his body shape.

It is estimated that Xing Shishi and Xing Shiqi would not be able to tell the difference if they were not very close.

"Don't get me involved with Hetun! I'm not familiar with him! You want his life, and I just want it too!"

Feng Xinglang was not sure if the person coming was Ceresto, but judging from the tone of his voice, he should be an important character.

"Feng Xinglang, you are quite to my liking! It's just that Hetun killed 13 members of my family. There's no way I won't avenge my dead children!"

Judging by the tone of his voice, it must be Ceresto.

At that time, Feng Xinglang was secretly happy, but he was also a little suspicious: Could this Ceresto be lured out so easily?

"Celesto, I can understand how you feel! But it was Hetun and the adopted sons of Hetun who killed your whole family! They are your first choice to kill them quickly!"

Feng Xinglang directed Seresto's hatred towards Hetun and the adopted sons of Hetun. Compared to their weak family, the adopted sons of Hetun should undoubtedly be among the strong.

"I will! All the adopted sons in Hetun must die! Especially Xing Ba and Xing Twelve..."

Ceresto gritted his teeth, "They die a hundred times and a thousand times, but they still can't relieve the hatred in my heart!"