Chapter 1833 Youthful Love Letter 38

Let Xing Twelve kneel down to these crooked melons and cracked dates?

Oh, these idiots really dare to think!

Even if Feng Xinglang agreed, Xing Twelve would not agree!

Xing Twelve let out a nervous breath: This Feng Xinglang is quite reliable, and he has given him enough face!

In fact, what Xing Twelve is most worried about is that in order to show off his abilities in front of his wife and children, Feng Xinglang will force his adoptive father Hetun to kneel down in front of those rats!

That would be very sad!

Fortunately, Prince Xing is not that kind of person!

Not only was he not that kind of person, but he also gave him a lot of face, which made Xing Twelve even more fond of Feng Xinglang.

"He can't bear it! I can bear it!"

The leader straddled his legs, then patted his own leg, "Climb over from me, uncle, and forget about it!"

Want Xing Twelve to humiliate his crotch?

It's getting more and more fucking extreme! He is looking for death more and more!

When it comes to fighting, these dozen people are no match for Xing Twelve and the others; but Feng Xinglang promised his wife not to use violence to solve the problem.

"Well... I'm afraid it's even more inappropriate!"

Feng Xinglang still had a smile on his handsome face. He took a step forward and gently put his hand on the little boss's shoulder, then took his hand and touched his waist.

"What's inappropriate? I fucking think it's appropriate!"

The little boss was slightly startled by what he touched.

"Did you touch it?"

Feng Xinglang smiled faintly and lowered his voice: "The reason why I said it was inappropriate... is because he has the same status as me, he is a special police officer!"

"...You just want to scare me with a fucking toy gun?" the little boss snorted.

"You don't believe it?" Feng Xinglang smiled a little coldly, "Then try it with your head!"

This gun is really not a toy gun. It was taken from Xing Shishi before Feng Xinglang got up.

Seeing that the little boss's face turned livid, Feng Xinglang knew that his threats had begun to bear fruit.

"Of course, as special police, we will not kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Feng Xinglang knew that it would be difficult to convince them if he didn't show something. So he came closer and lowered his voice, "Whether we are special police or not, you will know at a glance next!"

Raising his knuckled fingers, Feng Xinglang pointed at the three strong men beside the little boss, "Within three seconds, my men can make all three of their foreheads colorful! Of course, it's just a matter of clicks!"

After finishing speaking, under the incredulous look of the little boss, Feng Xinglang looked at Xing Twelve and raised his eyebrows, indicating that Xing Twelve could start his performance.

Xing Twelve frowned and stared at Feng Xinglang: What are you doing? Let me act like a monkey in front of them!

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and stared back at Xing Twelve: What are you talking about? This is called intimidation! If you don’t take action, I will make your adoptive father...

Before Feng Xinglang could finish his expression, he saw Xing Twelve's figure rushing towards the three strong men that Feng Xinglang had just pointed at, as fast as a drifting ghost.

Xing Twelve's sword skills were so fast that even Feng Xinglang was amazed!

If it weren't for broad daylight, even Feng Xinglang would wonder if this guy was reincarnated by a ghost!

A gust of wind blew by, and Xing Twelve returned to his adoptive father Hetun again.

On the foreheads of the three strong men that Feng Xinglang pointed just now, there was an 'X' with blood dripping on each of their foreheads.

The little leader was really stunned. It feels like those strange secret arts that only appear in movies have actually appeared in real society?

"My subordinates have made a fool of themselves! Please accept this small amount of money with a smile. It can be used as a drink for the brothers to calm down their shock!"

Feng Xinglang stole several hundred dollars from Xing Laowu and stuffed it into the little boss's hands.

Then he leaned close to his ear again and lowered his voice: "We came to Shipi County to arrest an absconding internationally wanted criminal! Please keep your whereabouts secret for us!"

The leader nodded repeatedly, cursed at his men, and left with the group of people.

Is that all?

It’s really finished!

Feng Xinglang walked into the food stall again, with a charming smile on his handsome face.

"Miss Lin, are you satisfied with it?"

Is this flirting?

Feng Xinglang just talked a few times and settled the matter! It's just that Xing Twelve was tired and did some juggling!

Xueluo glared at the man and muttered: "It's not right for you as a father to settle the troubles caused by your own son!"

"Prince Xing...Prince Xing, what did you say to that leader? Look, he was so frightened that he turned blue!"

At that time, Xing Laowu was far away and could not hear clearly. His adoptive father asked him to guard the door of the stall to prevent anyone from coming in and harming Xueluo, mother and son.

Xing Laowu has always acted as the door god!

"Guess! I'll tell you if you guess it right!"

This... only Xing Laowu didn't notice anything wrong with it. And has already begun to think hard.

Xueluo took a few bites of baked potato slices and grilled eggplant with the lactic acid bacteria drink that Xing Shiqi brought from the RV.

But a group of men had a great time masturbating. Even the little boy named Feng Chongchong had a greasy face.

"Chongchong, after eating this one, you can't eat any more! And Feng Linnuo... you can only eat the last one!"

Worried that the two children's delicate spleens and stomachs would not be able to tolerate such heavy-tasting meat, Xueluo stopped the two children's enjoyment of eating.

"Xinglang, your stomach is not good, you should eat less."

This tube... is really wide enough!

"I think I'm still like my adoptive father. I don't want to have a wife in this life! I'm going to be annoyed to death! I'm afraid I won't be able to help...beat her!" Xing Laowu sighed. He must be really annoyed by Lin Xueluo.

He suddenly felt that Prince Xing was actually quite pitiful, with a sense of sadness that he couldn't help himself. It’s no surprise that he wants to change to a different woman for fun!

Xueluo didn't say anything, but she was thinking in her heart: With your mentality, it's strange that you can marry a wife!

"..." Everyone was speechless.

In order for his son and his family to have a good rest, Hetun consciously got on the off-road vehicle driven by Xing Shisi after dinner and gave the RV to Xueluo and the children.

Feng Xinglang slept really deeply this time, and rarely snored.

Seeing his sleeping brother Chongchong being put back into the crib by his mother, little Lin Nuo squeezed over while rubbing his sleepy eyes, and snuggled obediently into his mother's arms.

"Mommy, my eldest son misses you so much. Please give me a hug, too!"

"You're so old and still acting like a spoiled child? You're not too shy!"

Xueluo kissed her eldest son in her arms and became sleepy.

In fact, the most tiring ones were Xing Shishi and Xing Laowu. They traveled almost day and night.

Xing Shiqi wanted to drive back the car that Prince Xing drove, but he couldn't help. And Xing Twelve has always been the most arrogant master. He almost never does small things like driving when other adopted sons are around.