Chapter 1598 The Chopped Off Finger

They are both fathers, but in fact they have the same fatherly love to protect their children.

He Tun is a cold person. He feels that as long as there are sons, there will be grandchildren!

It's not that he doesn't love his grandson! Of course he loved his grandson Xing Shishi, and he would even sacrifice his own life in exchange for it.

But he didn't want his son Feng Xinglang to take risks!

And at this moment, he seemed to realize his son's eagerness to save his own son!

Two anti-riot vehicles immediately followed and joined Xing Ba.

"Father, there is a tail following the car, he should be from Yan Bang!"

Hetun glanced in the rearview mirror and hummed: "Let him be!"

He had no time to deal with Yan Bang who was following behind him. Besides, this Yan Bang is also a local snake in Shencheng. He has many minions and claws, flocking to him like flies. It's not like people from Hetun can finish it in a short time.

Waigaoqiao Pier. It is the largest artificial river in Shanghai with a navigation capacity of 300 tons.

The fully automated large-scale lifting tower crane, the salty and humid sea breeze in the distance, is very chilly.

As soon as a group of three anti-riot vehicles stopped, Feng Xinglang's cell phone buzzed again. It also shows that their whereabouts are under surveillance by others.

"Feng Xinglang, you can get out of the car! Go straight forward for 200 meters and turn right. Listen, you can only bring one person with you! Keep your phone active."

Feng Xinglang got out of the car, and Xing Ba followed immediately!

Seeing Feng Xinglang get out of the car in front of him, Hetun immediately got out of the car and chased after him.

"Lon, where did they tell you to go?"

"Only one person is allowed to take the lead! Let's discuss who will follow!"

Feng Xinglang did not waste time and continued walking forward. After walking 200 meters and turning right, I found myself in a dead end filled with containers.

"Take care of the tails behind you! Hetun doesn't know how to count. You should remind him one last time! Otherwise, you will have to wander between these containers all night!"

Feng Xinglang turned around and saw that it was Hetun who was following him?

In fact, Feng Xinglang wanted to tell Hetun at that time: In this revenge war, you, Hetun, are the protagonist! Ceresto will definitely find a way to get you to observe the show; if you follow him anxiously now, you are completely wasting your spot!

But Ceresto seemed to be sure that Hetun would follow. The lives of his son and grandson were in Ceresto's hands, so there was no reason for Hetun not to follow suit.

But think about it, if the people in Hetun don't even have this tracking skill, then they have been hanging out with Hetun for so many years in vain!

"Hetun, tell your adopted sons not to follow you!"

Feng Xinglang said with a cold sense of humor, "Mr. Seresto is very unhappy!"

Hetun turned around and said to the empty crowd, "Don't follow me. Don't you have ears?"

Immediately, the sound of Xing Ba and Xing Shiqi rolling over from the top of the container was heard, and then they retreated without a trace.

"The tail is clean, can we continue?"

About a minute later, a voice came from the phone: "Keep going!"

"But there's a dead end ahead!"

"Then just knock it away with your forehead!"

"..."

Feng Xinglang walked to the end of the container alley. Just when he was about to lift his legs to kick, there was a gap in the container body that could only barely pass through for one person. It was pitch black inside.

No matter whether there was a savage beast inside or not, Feng Xinglang had no worries. Without thinking, he just got in.

Feeling something rushing towards him, Feng Xinglang did not resist. Firstly, the physical strength is still low, and secondly, there is no need to resist.

Hetun followed and got in. He didn't have the son Feng Xinglang to talk to, so he kicked away the things that rushed towards him. It should be a living person. But then, something similar to a power grid came over. After a strong current was passed through, Hetun twitched a few times, then passed out and stopped moving.

Immediately, Feng Xinglang felt the container moving under his feet...

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It was already three hours later when Feng Xinglang's hood was pulled off.

Judging from the running process, there should be a two-hour waterway. Is it at sea? Or was he deliberately taking a detour through the waterway to confuse them in order to get rid of Xing Ba and the others?

None of this matters the moment you take off the blindfold!

After adapting to the dazzling light, Feng Xinglang immediately saw his son Feng Linnuo, who was tied up on the second floor of the high-rise building.

"dad……"

An urgent call came from Xing Shishi. It immediately drew Feng Xinglang's gaze towards his son Feng Linnuo.

Feng Xinglang then stopped looking at his son with concern and looked around.

Because it should be a yacht. It is unknown whether it is on the high seas or how far it is from the shore. But Feng Xinglang could feel: Since Ceresto is used to land battles, this yacht should not be far from the shore!

Feng Xinglang saw Ceresto. He has a face of mixed Indo-European descent and is a typical Mexican. As for the braided man next to him, he seemed to be full of yin energy. Judging from Custer standing next to him, he should be Ceresto's military advisor.

"Are you Feng Xinglang?"

Ceresto stared at Feng Xinglang closely: He didn't seem to expect that the rough-looking Hetun would give birth to such a handsome and handsome son!

"Yes! I am! We can always discuss how to make Hetun's life worse than death!"

Feng Xinglang really had nothing to say to Ceresto. Cursing? rebuke? Pleading? None of them seemed to fit his Feng Xinglang's character.

Child Lin Nuo was quite moved when he saw that his own father came to save him. And I was so moved that I wanted to cry.

He knows that his biological father loves him very much!

He really wanted to call out his biological father as loudly as the fake Xing Shishi, but the little guy finally held back.

"This is too simple! As long as he kills his son and grandson in front of Hetun, he will be like me, and his life will be worse than death!"

The unconscious Hetun was dragged in like garbage.

Ceresto stared at Hetun who was dragged in, "Pour water on him to wake him up!"

A bucket of ice-water mixture was splashed over, and Hetun, who had fainted, was suddenly awakened by the stimulation.

"Celesto, you bitch...if you have the guts, you fight with me alone! If you threaten me with my son and adopted son, what kind of hero do you think you are?! At best, you are just a coward and a coward!"

Hetun stood up tremblingly and cursed fiercely at Ceresto.

"Hetun, if you have the guts, try scolding me again!"

Ceresto turned his head and said to Custer: "Cut off one of the fingers of those three children! Give it to Hetun as a meeting gift!"