Chapter 1608 The Edge of Life and Death

Xing Twelve's tone still had the childishness of a big boy.

"Xing Twelve, you risked your life to save me... just to please your adoptive father?"

Feng Xinglang deliberately amused Xing Twelve, "I still had wishful thinking... you and I have a good relationship!"

It has to be said that Feng Xinglang's approach is always so penetrating! It's very comfortable to listen to, and you won't feel that he is deliberately trying to please.

"Who wants to be friends with you? You think I am Yan Bang!"

Xing Twelve is really a big boy. As soon as he said these words, he was embarrassed!

He knew why his adoptive father Hetun hated Yan Bang so much: because Yan Bang had an abnormal covetousness for Prince Xing!

He didn’t want Feng Xinglang to think that he saved him because he wanted to be ‘good’ with him!

Well, when it was time to mature, Xing Twelve was immature; when he shouldn't be, he was blindly mature!

Then I overthink it!

He is really a naughty kid who has not grown up, and he is not afraid of Feng Xinglang’s face hurting!

The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips twitched slightly in embarrassment, but he did not respond to Xing Twelve. After all, there are still the ignorant Xing Shishi and Cong Gang who are listening to the good show.

"Dad, let me go explore the road first!"

Xing Shiwu also knew that he could not just keep this yacht. An extra minute would be an extra sixty seconds of danger.

"No, dad is not old enough to let a child explore the way for me!"

Feng Xinglang touched Xing Shishi's head. There is no more No. 2 Xing Shishi, and he really doesn't want to see the No. 1 child get into trouble too.

"Come here on the fifteenth."

Cong Gang called Xing Shishi while taking off his hooded sweatshirt. Then he found two triangular-shaped light steel brackets after the explosion, and stretched his hooded sweatshirt into a human shape.

"Fifteen, I just saw that your reaction is very sensitive, and your hearing is also higher than ordinary people... While the smoke is thick now, you lead this sweater towards the direction of the ladder and find a way for your father!"

"Cong Gang, don't let a child go!"

Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang was eager to save him, but he really didn't want a 9-year-old child to take risks and explore the way for him.

"If you really can't bear to let go of your own son... then go be a target yourself!" Cong Gang snorted coldly.

It's not that Cong Gang is inhumane, but he thinks Xing Shishi is the most suitable one among the four of them to explore the road.

The key effects will also be the best. And it’s also the safest.

"Dad, I can do it!"

The little guy took the human-shaped stand from Cong Gang's hand without hesitation and nodded seriously.

"Fifteen, I believe you, and I can see that your reaction speed is faster than that of a normal child! When you realize that there are bullets flying towards you, you will lie on the ground and find a bunker to protect yourself! Do you understand?"

"Fifteen knows! Fifteen will definitely be able to do it!"

Under the guidance of Cong Gang, Xing Shiwu's potential seems to be doubled.

"Feng Xinglang, when Yoshida's people start to attack Xing Shishi, Xing Twelve and I will immediately fight back; taking advantage of this few seconds, you have to rush over and climb up the ladder, and let Yan Bang's people successfully kill you. Pull it up!"

"How many seconds? Do you think I'm Spider-Man?!" Feng Xinglang snorted with cold humor.

It is estimated that Feng Xinglang couldn't reach such a swift speed when his legs were strong; let alone that he was still suffering from three gunshot wounds.

"If you fail to seize this opportunity, you will have no choice but to let Yoshida's people use you as a target!"

Cong Gang said coldly. Not only to intimidate Feng Xinglang, but also to remind him of the cruel reality.

"Cong Gang, can your mother not put so much pressure on me?"

Before Feng Xinglang finished nagging, Cong Gang began to urge Xing Shiwu.

"Xing Shishi, go quickly!"

"receive!"

The little guy is very decisive. Taking advantage of the gunpowder smoke that filled the air after the bombing, he held up a human-shaped sweatshirt and ran quickly towards the cruise ship.

Intense bullets were fired at the sweater, and the little guy immediately hid in the corner of the ship's side, still holding the human-shaped clothes hanger high in his hand.

"Puff puff!"

Cong Gang and Xing Twelve immediately leaned out from the side wall and began to fight back fiercely.

"Feng Xinglang, run!" Cong Gang lowered his voice and hissed.

Although Feng Xinglang had adjusted his mood and woke up from the sadness of the strong boy's death, the pace seemed to be half a beat slower than he expected.

He thought he would run desperately to survive, but his body was really overdrawn...

He was about three times slower than the few seconds Cong Gang had expected; before he could reach the ladder, Mo Yin Tuan's counterattack bullets came at him like a series of fire beads.

"Daddy, be careful!"

Xing Shishi, who was hiding in the corner of the gangway, immediately dragged Feng Xinglang by the hem of his clothes and pulled him back.

The feeling of being on the verge of death with a bullet flying past your ear is so fucking scary. The thrill of life hanging by a thread.

Feng Xinglang failed to seize this excellent opportunity in the end. But he really tried his best.

Because his injured leg is still throbbing in pain.

And Manne, who rushed over to support, made the situation even worse.

"Xing Twelve, you cover me! I'll send Feng Xinglang up the ladder!" Cong Gang wanted to do his best.

"Are you going to be Feng Xinglang's backer?"

In fact, to put it simply, Cong Gang wanted to use his body as a body armor for Feng Xinglang.

"My adoptive father's adopted son is not dead yet! It's not your turn to do this 'back-up' job yet!"

Xing Twelve is stubborn. He felt that saving Feng Xinglang was the obligation and mission of adopted sons like them.

As for Cong Gang, he is just an outsider!

Let’s call him an outsider!

"Stop arguing! You're not as good as me! I'm not even sure. You can only let Feng Xinglang accompany you as a target! It's not like you don't know how precious Feng Xinglang's life is! Cover me!"

Under the cover of Xing Twelve's firepower, Cong Gang almost jumped over.

But some people just didn't give Cong Gang a chance to risk his life to save Feng Xinglang.

Some people began to climb down from the freighter, and they were fully armed.

"Yoshida, you should feel that the thing on my body is getting closer to you, right?!"

That was Yan Bang's voice.

His inexplicable words had an unexpected effect: the gunshots behind the smoke seemed to be gradually decreasing.

"Miya Buntao asked me to bring you a message: I am his! I am the person to whom he can give the life-saving amulet! If you dare to shoot me... Gongbun Tuo said that he will ask old Ando for instructions. You are accused of massacring cabinet members! You know, Miyamoto Buntaku's consortium is the Yamaguchi-gumi's largest financial supporter! If you offend him, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it to old Ando!"

"Why, have you licked your buttocks for that old guy Miyamoto?"

Yoshida's sinister sneer came from behind the cloud of smoke.