Chapter 1592 Two Retards

"I'm afraid it's not easy to realize your dream!"

Feng Xinglang sighed softly, "You must know that every adopted son in Hetun is not easy to deal with! I have suffered a lot from them! It is still unforgettable to this day!"

Feng Xinglang deliberately made Ceresto realize that the hatred between him and Hetun was so irreconcilable!

There is a more important purpose: to win more time for Xing Ba and the others!

Now that Ceresto has shown up, why not catch him all in one go? ! As for his shrimp soldiers and crab generals, as well as the people of the Yamaguchi Formation Moyin Regiment, they are much easier to deal with!

"With you and your son as my hostages, are you still afraid that Hetun won't obey me?" Ceresto snorted coldly.

"That's what you mean...it seems like we can't cooperate?"

It seems that Ceresto is not easy to fool. He seemed to have decided that Feng Xinglang and his son Xing Shishi were the best bargaining chips against Hetun!

"You cooperate and be my hostage, that is the best cooperation!"

Ceresto is sinister. And also despicable. If Feng Xinglang and his son are to be used as hostages, they can still call it 'cooperation'!

"I don't think this trick may work! After all, my relationship with Hetun is so bad, I'm afraid I'm not strong enough as a hostage!"

Feng Xinglang breathed slightly, "Even if Hetun can be defeated with my son and me, those adopted sons under Hetun will never blame me and my son! Maybe they all want me to follow me." If something happens to our son, they can inherit Hetun's legacy!"

"I can use you and your son to deal with Hetun first, and then use Hetun to deal with that rabble!"

Ceresto's plan is quite thoughtful.

At least this lip service is pretty good. It was more like having a paper war with Feng Xinglang.

But Feng Xinglang vaguely felt that something was not right!

Until Hetun's voice came from behind him, "Celesto, you bastard, isn't it satisfying to die once? I will send you to hell for free, and reunite with your family!"

Hetun's cursing reminded Feng Xinglang: He and Ceresto had been chatting for almost half an hour!

Something's wrong! It’s not very reasonable either!

If Ceresto wanted to use himself to deal with Hetun, then he would definitely attack him before Hetun showed up! You should at least hold yourself hostage on the second and a half floors in order to pose a certain threat to Hetun who appears later.

But Ceresto didn't do that, he just kept talking to him!

It's more like... stalling for time? !

But why did Ceresto delay? !

There must be something wrong!

After all, Ceresto was unfamiliar with the place in Shanghai. It was impossible for him to completely control the auto repair shop.

Therefore, he arranged the meeting place here in advance and did not change it midway. This was undoubtedly a very risky behavior.

In fact, on the way to the auto repair shop, Feng Xinglang was prepared for Ceresto to change the meeting address, but found that he did not ask him to change direction midway.

"You are not Ceresto!" Feng Xinglang suddenly yelled.

"Feng Xinglang, you are really smart! But you only guessed half of it right..."

Following Ceresto's deep reply, several flames suddenly burst out from the second and a half floors; three machine guns fired at the Hetun father and son on the ground floor indiscriminately.

Hetun immediately rushed over and covered his son Feng Xinglang under his body; then Xing Ba and the others used stronger firepower to fight back against Seresto's group.

"Ah..." Following several screams, two bodies fell from the second and a half floor with a solid muffled sound.

Xing Ba and the others quickly took control of the entire auto repair shop.

Ceresto was dead, with only three or four of his men around him.

Feng Xinglang recognized those people: they were the first group of people who attacked him!

Hetun turned over Seresto's body and cursed loudly, "Damn it, it's really not that damn thing Seresto!"

"Hahahaha... Hetun, I didn't expect that after you were stupid once, you could be stupid again!"

The voice was Ceresto's, but the dead man was not Ceresto himself.

"Father, the voice came from Seresto remotely!"

"Oh my God, we were fooled!"

There was a loud bang, and half of the control room on the second and a half floors was blown away. Ceresto's voice was also cut off.

"No...Nono!"

Only then did Feng Xinglang realize that Seresto's target was not him and Hetun, but Qianshuiwan's son Feng Linnuo.

"Fifteen stays in the basement with the kid and Fifth. It should be safe."

Hetun comforted his son Feng Xinglang who was rushing towards the door of the auto repair shop.

"Safe? Tell me, can that basement be opened?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"Without Xing Ba's and mine's fingerprints and irises, the two smart doors cannot be opened. After being attacked, the smart doors will automatically lock and cannot be opened even by explosions!"

"Let me ask you: Can the people inside open those two smart doors?"

"...Lao Wu can do it!"

After saying this, Hetun suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Laoba, go back to Repulse Bay quickly!"

"We can't hurry up... we have to go back slowly!"

Feng Xinglang took a deep breath and then another. A father's heart is already anxious;

But a calm heart told him: Ceresto does not necessarily know which one of his son Lin Nuo or the child who looks like his son is the real Xing Fifteen!

In the anti-riot vehicle, Hetun urged urgently, "Lao Ba, call Lao Wu quickly!"

But after the call was made, there was no answer for a long time.

…

half an hour ago.

In the small dark room in the basement of Repulse Bay, child Lin Nuo and a child of the same age who looked similar to him were playing video games.

Because the child has almost no access to these electronic products on weekdays, he is really weak at playing.

The simple-minded Xing Laowu can only play Tetris.

His mission is to guard little Feng Linnuo and wait for his adoptive father and others to come back.

"How bad! You are so weak!"

Child Lin Nuo couldn't help complaining about that child. He angrily hit the child on the shoulder with the tablet in his hand.

The child didn't dare to refute, let alone cry out in pain.

"Lao Wu, can you play with me? This kid is so boring!"

Xing Laowu glanced at the tablet in the hand of Feng Linnuo and scratched his head, "Fifth brother is stupid and can't play!"

"Stinky Old Five, you are so stupid! You can't even play a game!"

Little Lin Nuo felt that if he stayed here any longer, facing two mentally retarded children, one big and one small, he would really go crazy!

"You bastard, open the door quickly! I want to go out for some air! I can't stand you two retarded people anymore!"