Chapter 1765 Waiting for Tenderness 41

Xing Twelve was a little confused by Xueluo's unintentional question.

Is this the time to reveal your secrets?

It's over. I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the tasks assigned by my adoptive father today!

Don't... another day?

Anyway, Yan Bang won't be able to wake up in a while!

The key was that the way Feng Xinglang looked at him was completely interrogative.

In fact, the appearance of Xing Twelve is quite informative. Coupled with the phrase 'dare to hit the woman I like', it makes someone think even more!

"Um...it's so hot...I'm going out to enjoy the cool air!"

This excuse...is so frustrating that even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it. IQ is a flaw!

In fact, Xing Twelve's IQ is not very low, but his emotional intelligence and thinking acuity are just a little bit behind!

In secular terms: That’s called simplicity! There is a simplicity that is different from the treacherous man Feng Xinglang!

"Baotou, go to the custody room and see Yan Bang!"

Feng Xinglang's thinking acuity is naturally much higher than that of simple Xing Twelve. He almost reflexively reminded the leopard head who was squatting next to Bai Mo.

According to visual inspection, Bai Mo should only have a bloody skin injury and no damage to the brain.

Leopard Tou, who was half a beat too slow to react, rushed towards the intensive care unit.

When Feng Xinglang turned to look, Xing Twelve was no longer there.

"That brat can run really fast..." Before he could ask, he didn't even have time to ask what it means to "dare to hit the woman I like"!

Watching Xing Twelve leave, Xueluo, shocked, immediately stepped forward to check on Bai Mo's injuries.

"Bai Mo, are you seriously injured? Please promise my sister-in-law!"

Xueluo half-knelt on the ground, turned her head to the muscular man beside her and said, "Quick, go call the doctor!"

When Xueluo turned around, even her husband Feng Xinglang had disappeared.

This guy doesn't mean what he says! The man who promised to apologize and give an explanation actually left his wife and ran away after suffering such a minor setback?

More or less, Feng Xinglang was wronged.

Feng Xinglang ran out to chase Xing Twelve.

Because this matter is quite important!

It’s about Yan Bang’s last breath!

As for the safety of his wife Lin Xueluo, Feng Xinglang knew that without him as the trigger, Bai Mo and Baotou would not and would not dare to harm a woman's hair. The most they could do was complain about Feng Xinglang in front of their wives.

Obviously, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang to catch up with Xing Twelve. Unless Xing Twelve is willing to stop and wait for him!

At this moment, the person Xing Twelve didn't want to see the most was Feng Xinglang. So he had escaped long ago.

After pausing outside the hospital gate for a moment, Feng Xinglang quickly ran to the parking lot, picked up his car and drove towards Repulse Bay.

When Xing Twelve was hesitating whether to report the 'miss' to his adoptive father Hetun, Feng Xinglang's roar came from the door.

"Xing Twelve, come out!"

"So what if you come out? I'm afraid you'll bite me! First of all, can you beat me?!"

Xing Twelve was naturally not one to be frightened. Feng Xinglang just took advantage of the fact that he was the biological son of his adoptive father Hetun, and that's why he did what he wanted; otherwise, he might have beaten him into a pig's head!

"Do you dare to come with me to see Hetun?" Feng Xinglang snarled.

"What's wrong with that?"

Although Xing Twelve said that he was not afraid of anything, he still felt a little thump in his heart.

One thing brings down another, that's how it comes about.

"But why should I listen to you?" Xing Twelve snorted, "You'd better go home and pick up the child!"

"Old Twelve, why are you so unruly? Alang is your elder brother. You must respect him as much as you respect me!"

Behind him, Hetun's pretentious scolding could be heard.

His son Feng Xinglang hurriedly came here to investigate, and it was probably Xing Twelve who made a mistake and was discovered by him.

"Why don't you go into the roof wall and think about it!"

Since the death of Xing Er, and since his own son was not close to him, Hetun has become more fond of Xing Er, who is a little willful from time to time.

"Yes, foster father! I will just face the wall and think about it!"

After making a glaring and nose-twisting look at Feng Xinglang, Xing Twelve arrogantly dodged into the room in seconds.

"Alang, Twelve is ignorant, don't be like him! Come on in and sit down... Why didn't you bring Nuonuo and Chongchong? A customized small sports car was delivered to the two brothers. Let them try it out when they have time. Test drive.”

Hetun's love for his two grandsons is not only spiritual, but also material. A nearby villa was filled with toys for the two little guys.

Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea and glanced up at the crystal chandelier.

"Hetun, did you ask Xing Twelve to pull out Yan Bang's oxygen tube?"

Because oxygen is the most important condition for Yan Bang to survive now. Cutting off his oxygen was equivalent to cutting off Yan Bang's last breath.

"Is this happening?"

He Tun laughed, "This old boy is becoming more and more disobedient to discipline! I will reprimand him later!"

"Hetun, guess what I...have been thinking about these days?"

Feng Xinglang did not continue to argue with Hetun. It's not necessary and it doesn't make sense.

"Could he be looking for Ando to avenge Yan Bang?"

This is also what Hetun is worried about. So he has been urging Ando to leave Shanghai to prevent his own son from fighting against Ando.

However, Ando's schedule was hampered by the new official Ren Lingyuan. Feng Xinglang's soft stimulation still had a certain effect.

"No...No...No!"

Feng Xinglang deliberately used an evil tone, "Not only will I not seek revenge from Ando... but I will also go along with him... and become his godson! It just so happens that he also likes me!"

Feng Xinglang just stared at Hetun, watching his face change from proud and leisurely, to a bit of condensation, and finally to livid anger.

"You...you...you actually want to be Ando's godson?"

The flesh on Hetun's face trembled with anger, "You...are you worthy of your dead mother?"

"Wrong! The person who is sorry for my mother has always been you, Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang leaned closer to his cold face, "Hetun, let me remind you: if there is any abnormality in Yan Bang's oxygen tube in the future... I am sure that you will regret it very much!"

He Tun's old face was twitching uncomfortably. He gritted his teeth and stared at the handsome face that looked exactly like that woman in front of him. He held his breath for a long time before slowly relaxing.

"Okay... I promise you: from now on, Yan Bang's oxygen tube will not show any abnormalities again!"

With his lips curled up unnaturally, Hetun finally gave in.

"This is not enough!" Feng Xinglang replied.

"Then what else do you want?" Hetun became furious.