Chapter 1951 Tongue Pulling

When the cold wind blew across Feng Xinglang's cheek, his originally smiling face turned cold in an instant.

Walking out of the villa is not easy either.

Perhaps it's not just his steps that are heavy, but his entire state of mind!

It seems that Feng Xinglang really didn't expect that Cong Gang would hide so deeply!

Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang had placed his people around Yan Bang, thinking that Yan Bang, who had lost his memory now, was not very controllable, so having multiple people monitoring him wouldn't be a big deal!

But Feng Xinglang never expected that Hetun would also have someone from Cong Gang around him!

And that person was Cobain, whom Hetun trusted greatly!

Just now in the sun room, Feng Xinglang was showing weakness and sensationalism. Although he got a verbal promise from Cong Gang that he would not harm Hetun, Feng Xinglang was not sure whether Cong Gang would change his mind!

There are too many uncertainties!

However, Cong Gang was willing to let Cobain's dual identity be known to him, which was more or less beyond Feng Xinglang's expectation.

A different kind of confession? Or are you demonstrating against him?

The messy mood could not be calmed down, and the steering wheel in his hand also became aroused. Unconsciously, we drove towards Repulse Bay.

"Prince Xing, you haven't been here for a long time. My foster father misses you!"

Xing Laowu grinned with a big thick mouth, looking quite naive.

For some reason, Feng Xinglang instantly felt that Xing Laowu and Xing Twelve were the most innocent and cutest!

So, Feng Xinglang reached out his hand, patted Xing Laowu's fleshy cheek, and smiled like a gentleman:

"I miss you too!"

This statement made Xing Laowu feel quite flattered: Prince Xing is thinking of him!

He felt good about himself and thought: Prince Xing's "you" must include him, Xing Wu!

"Prince Xing, you must come here often!"

Xing Laowu's grin became even wider. However, the exposed teeth are still quite white. Judging from his body as strong as an ox, he must have a good appetite.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. I will come often in the future!" Feng Xinglang responded with a gentle smile.

"Prince Xing, you are so kind...and handsome!"

Xing Laowu was really not calm anymore, he felt like he was about to fly.

Feng Xinglang ignored the giggling Xing Laowu and walked into the living room of the villa.

"Alang, are you here? What are you talking about with Lao Wu? I hear him being so happy outside!"

Hetun has always been overjoyed when it comes to his son's visits.

Seeing Hetun still living in front of him, Feng Xinglang secretly let out a sigh of relief that he had been holding in for a long time. He stared at Hetun deeply, then sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Alang? What's wrong? You don't look good... Did you quarrel with Xueluo again?"

Hetun found that his son's face was a little cold, and there was also a hint of melancholy that could not be wiped away.

"No..." Feng Xinglang pinched his eyebrows, "I just miss my mother a little!"

This excuse is quite suitable for the situation.

In fact, Feng Xinglang's impression of his mother Su He had already been vague in his memory: a woman who was depressed but had a stubborn personality! In comparison, he remembered his eldest brother Feng Lixin more!

Hearing what his son said, Hetun also became sad, "Oh...it's all my fault! I'm sorry for Su He, and I'm sorry for you mother and son!"

Feng Xinglang avoided this commonplace topic if he could. The key is that he didn't come here today just to talk to Hetun about his mother!

Feng Xinglang looked around, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are Xing Twelve and the others? Why don't you see anyone waiting on you?"

Although Hetun's gunshot wound was almost healed, it was unusual for the foolish and filial Xing Twelve not to be by Hetun's side.

"Lao Twelve went to see that little teacher!"

This is a cheerful and beautiful topic, "Last time Twelve helped his father-in-law a big favor, and his father-in-law liked Lao Twelve more and more! I'm thinking about it, let Lao Twelve start a family in Shanghai That’s good, it’s also convenient to take care of you, Xueluo and the other children!”

Although Xing Twelve is filial and benevolent enough, he is more than foolish and filial, but not very scheming! It's so easy to control, I'm afraid he won't be able to guard against the appearance of someone like Cobain!

"Well, I also think that little teacher is pretty good! He is a good match for Xing Twelve!" Feng Xinglang answered with a hum.

Then he glanced at the nook in the direction of the living room and the screen, "By the way, where's that Cobain? Why don't you see him standing aside like a wooden man today?"

Feng Xinglang asked casually, and there was no sign that he was deliberately looking for Cobain.

"Cobain returned to Mexico City and went to take care of business for his second brother!"

After He Tunzuo finished answering his son's question, he asked one more question: "Why, are you still resenting him? I was also afraid that you would be upset when you saw him, so I sent him away in advance!"

Obviously, Cobain lied to Hetun: he did not return to Mexico City, but went to Qibei Mountain City to serve Cong Gang!

Hetun is still in the dark about all this!

Maybe Cobain wasn't the first person to betray him, and he probably won't be the last either!

Looking at the slightly old Hetun in front of me, I feel sad and pitiful!

"By the way, I'm bringing Xueluo and the two children over for a meal this weekend..."

"Okay, okay, I'll let the cook prepare it properly!"

At this moment, Hetun is quite kind. Like most old people, he is an elder who looks forward to the warmth of his family!

"Well... Well, you have some inconvenient movements. If Xing Twelve is not around, you ask Xing Shiqi to wait on you!"

It seemed that these words were a bit abrupt, so Feng Xinglang added a reasonable reason: "You have made so many enemies outside, so it is necessary to be careful!"

"Don't worry, Shiliu should be here tonight. He's a pretty good kid!" Now He Tundao is open to his own son.

"sixteen?"

Feng Xinglang whispered repeatedly. He knew that 'Xing Shiliu' had been used as a dog by his son Lin Nuo, and there had always been a vacancy among the adopted sons of Hetun. But because the dog named 'Sixteen' couldn't stand the bullying from Feng Xingcheng's children, he put small things in its mouth and pulled its tongue to play with and bit the dog's skin, so Butler Mo didn't keep it anymore.

"How old is the child? He's not a minor again, right?"

To be honest, as a father of three children, Feng Xinglang couldn't accept that Hetun cultivated those orphans and used them as tools.

"I don't know exactly how old he is... I guess he's seventeen or eighteen years old! Originally, I wanted Coben to lead him for a few days..."

"There's no need for Ke Ben to lead him! It's good to have Xing Twelve and the others leading him!"

At this moment, Feng Xinglang actually preferred Xing Twelve, who was careless and foolish.

Before leaving Repulse Bay, he didn't even say anything about Cobain!

Let’s not talk about whether Hetun can deal with Cobain, but given his old age... it would be better to be less bloody! But I guess Hetun is not a person who will enjoy his old age in peace!

As soon as he said goodbye to Hetun and walked to the door, he saw Xing Twelve rushing back leisurely with a cheerful face.

Without saying a word, Feng Xinglang pulled out the pistol from Xing Laowu's waist and shot Xing Twelve...