Chapter 392: I’ll Give You a True or False Question!

The scenery at night is also good!

Under the deep blue sky, the rippling blue sea is reflected. A bright moon hangs high in the sky, creating a dreamy scene of water and sky.

I really didn’t expect that a bloody character like He Tun could also follow the trend and know how to enjoy it.

Shouldn't he be the kind of desperado who has been bathed in blood and blood for many years?

The beautiful scenery fell in Feng Xinglang's eyes, but it failed to fall in Feng Xinglang's heart. The calmness on the surface can more or less cover up the turmoil inside.

On the large LCD monitor, Feng Xinglang's pace looked quite steady. His sharp eyes caught the movement around him.

A young man who is calmer and wiser than his peers.

Hetun's eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Xinglang's handsome and handsome face:

so similar!

I have to lament the incomparable power of genetic genes.

Hetun began to fiddle with the incomplete rosewood bracelet on his wrist again out of habit. Every time he saw this face, Hetun would use this method to calm down the uneasy emotions that arose in his heart.

What's wrong with you? That woman has been dead for twenty years!

Is a woman who is heartless, unjust, and extravagant worthy of his hatred?

If only she were still alive! She could see with her own eyes how the evil son she gave birth to with another man was played by Xing Mu.

The person who led Feng Xinglang into a villa that had a similar layout but was brightly lit was a tall and thick-set man.

And outside the door of the villa, there was another muscular man who looked very similar to him, with a serious smile.

They should be twins, a bit like the second general of Hengha!

Feng Xinglang remembered that Cong Gang had mentioned to him that the last time he chopped off the arm of Lao Jiu, he was injured after being chased by Lao Si and Lao Wu among the adopted sons of Hetun.

Moreover, Lan Youyou also mentioned these two people to him. Every time the Fourth and Fifth Lao are ‘introduced’, they will be mentioned together. They should be referring to the two gatekeepers in front of them, the Second General Heng Ha.

It looks pretty silly. He is the kind of person who is mentally weak but highly capable.

Stepping into the living room of the villa, there are two screen passages slightly higher than Feng Xinglang's. The decoration was very simple, but Feng Xinglang knew that they were two high-precision human body detectors.

He walked calmly through the two screen passages. The monitor on the side showed a skeleton walking among them.

Feng Xinglang was relieved about the tracker Cong had just inserted into his body.

He believes in Cong Gang!

Cong Gang must have some unexplainable relationship with Hetun. For Hetun, he undoubtedly knows himself and the enemy.

As expected, the tracker in Feng Xinglang's bicep did not trigger the alarm. Firstly, it was because Cong Gang understood Hetun's detection method, and secondly, it was also because the tracker in Feng Xinglang's body had not started operating yet.

After passing the screen detection passage, Feng Xinglang saw Hetun sitting squarely in the living room.

Hetun closed his eyes, as if he was resting or brewing something. In a sleep-like state!

The only thing that felt like he was still alive was that he kept fiddling with the bracelet on his wrist.

His skillful movements proved that he had been playing with this rosewood bracelet for many years.

There was only one person standing next to Hetun. It's Lao Ba. Feng Xinglang has seen it. A monster as fast as a ghost.

The whole living room was empty, there were no more poker faces. Just an old man?

From what Xing San said, shouldn't there be a twelfth-year-old? Why can't you see people alive and no corpses after death?

Could it be that Lao Twelve is Cong Gang?

probably not! Judging from the time of adoption and the ranking order, Cong Gang should have been before Xing San, and could not be Lao Twelve who had just been adopted by Hetun.

Feng Xinglang's eyes instinctively glanced above the high-ceiling living room of the villa, but he didn't seem to find anything strange.

Perhaps the only strange thing is that Xing San is not here.

I guess Xing San was sent to guard his eldest brother Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo.

This still made Feng Xinglang feel slightly relaxed: because Lan Youyou was in his hands, Xing San should be kind to the two of them.

Except for that old twelve, everyone who should be there is here?

If we have one batch now, wouldn't we be able to take over Hetun in one fell swoop?

As for that old twelfth man, he probably can't make any big waves by himself!

"Mr. Hetun, since you don't like my face so much, why do you want me to come to your door again and again to annoy you?"

Feng Xinglang said calmly. Standing tall and straight, he still looks majestic.

Hetun slowly narrowed his eyes, which seemed a little sleepy, but he could still catch the sharp light from those deep eyes.

He looked at Feng Xinglang like a ferocious eagle staring at the triumphant field mouse on the ground.

The field mouse thought he was smart and clever, but he didn't know that every move he made was watched by the experienced eagle.

Hetun glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, full of contempt.

Four words of disdain escaped from between the teeth:

"Young and frivolous!"

Hetun's contempt made Feng Xinglang feel slightly uneasy: With just these few people, could Old Poisonous Fish be so arrogant?

Or is this old poisonous fish already planning for a rainy day? Or are you playing some kind of empty city strategy?

Feng Xinglang couldn't help but look up and down the living room of the villa. Except for Hetun, who was sitting steadily on the sofa, and Xing Laoba, who was standing next to him like a telegraph pole, there was no other moving creature in the villa.

"Hetun, I don't know how much hatred you have against our two brothers! Or maybe you don't need a reason to kill people! Now that the matter is at this point, I don't want to know anymore! But I can tell you that even if our two brothers die, there will be no reason for them to die. I won’t let you have a good life!”

Feng Xinglang really wanted to rush over and kill Hetun, but he had to buy Lao Chu and the others more time to arrange.

"Speak harshly? To delay time?"

Hetun pointedly revealed Feng Xinglang's intention for what he was doing at this time.

Feng Xinglang was slightly startled: It seems that this Hetun is not as underestimating towards him as it seems!

"Then let's fight quickly!"

Feng Xinglang sternly said, "Don't you want me to make a choice? Where are the options? It's time to present them, right?"

"Young man, you are so restless!"

Hetun You snorted, "Before you do the multiple-choice question, let me give you a true-false question!"

Add a true or false question?

“Mr.

Feng Xinglang was not interested in doing any true or false questions at all.

"No! To be precise, this question is written by you yourself!"

Hetun snorted coldly, "Do you think you can take care of me with a bunch of notes? Feng Xinglang, you are too naive!"