Chapter 561 Choice Under Conspiracy

"Feng Xinglang, you must catch Tuantuan... Tuantuan is still small. She will fall to death from such a height."

At this moment, Lan Youyou vividly demonstrated the selfish side of human nature.

She only thought that her own children would be in danger, but she ignored that other people's children were in the same danger. Moreover, she begged the biological father of other people's children to abandon his own children and save her Lan Youyou's daughter.

Perhaps in Lan Youyou's opinion: the life of her daughter Feng Tuantuan is much more precious than the child Lin Xueluo gave birth to!

Or maybe Lan Youyou always thought that Lin Xueluo was just acting out, and she wanted to use Hetun's help to get rid of the mother and daughter.

Lin Xueluo remained silent.

To be honest, she also wanted to humbly ask Feng Xinglang to choose the child she shares with him. But Xueluo couldn't speak.

Because as a mother, Lan Youyou had already finished all the words she wanted to plead with Feng Xinglang on her behalf.

Her Lan Youyou's daughter would fall to death. Could it be that her Lin Xueluo's son was made of steel?

Tears burst out of my eyes, like broken beads, unable to stop rolling down.

That was the child she, Lin Xueluo, had conceived in ten months and had gone through all kinds of hardships to give birth to! In order to save this little thing, she suffered so much and suffered so many crimes... it was even more humiliating than Han Xin's humiliation.

Feng Xinglang was also silent.

And Lin Nuo, who is only 5 years old.

It seemed that the three of them were just silent. But the silence at this time is actually more silent than sound at this time.

When the sad atmosphere in the central hall of the cabin was almost brewing, Hetun appeared accompanied by Xing Twelve.

It's still the sofa facing east and west. Hetun's overall posture was quite lazy, and he always had a self-centered attitude.

Today’s multiple-choice questions are undoubtedly an upgraded version from five years ago.

If the choice five years ago meant Feng Xinglang's gain; then the choice five years later meant Feng Xinglang's imminent loss.

"Hetun, you are a majestic hero, but you use two little milk babies as hostages. Isn't it too much to lose your prestige and reputation on the road?"

One is his biological son, and the other is his niece who is equivalent to his biological daughter. Feng Xinglang certainly doesn't want to see either of the two children get hurt.

"Your face... is still so annoying!"

Every time he saw Feng Xinglang's face that looked exactly like that woman's, Hetun would become unable to calm down. It would sting so much that he would never be able to sleep peacefully again in this life. Like a demon haunting his nightmares.

"If you let these two children and those three idiot spectators go, I can consider having a plastic surgery to cater to your visual appetite! Even if you look like an Avatar!"

Feng Xinglang said half humorously and half seriously.

"It's too late...start doing the multiple-choice questions."

After pausing for a second or two, Hetun looked up at Xiao Shiwu, who was hanging high on the crossbar, and asked: "By the way, Shi Fifteen, what do you want to say to your bastard biological father?"

The little guy was silent for a while, then said softly: "No!"

Feng Tuantuan's cries almost completely covered up Lin Nuo's words.

"Haha, you kid really looks down on your own father! You don't even have to ask for mercy!"

It is not difficult to hear the affection in Hetun's voice.

Since he is pampered, why would he hang the child he raised high on the crossbar? Is not this contradictory?

With a "pop" sound, Lan Youyou knelt outside the fence gate.

"Father, please, please let Tuantuan go... She is your granddaughter. She is only 3 years old. Please let her live! I will trade my life for my daughter's life!"

I remember that five or six years ago, I knelt in front of Hetun like this.

But at that time, Lan Youyou was interceding for Feng Xinglang; but at this moment, Lan Youyou was interceding for herself and Feng Xinglang's daughter.

"It's useless to beg me! The only person you can beg for is Feng Xinglang! As long as he catches your daughter, your daughter can live! How simple!"

Hetun glanced coldly at Lan Youyou, who was kneeling to him.

It seems that Lan Youyou's tears and pleas have not softened Hetun's heart.

Xueluo also wanted to kneel down to Hetun; she also wanted to beg Hetun to use her life to replace the life of her son Lin Nuogu...

But she knows: what she gets will definitely be the same as Lan Youyou!

How could Hetun give up so easily without letting Feng Xinglang make the choice on the multiple-choice question that Hetun had painstakingly arranged?

"Twelve, you should tell Feng Xinglang the rules of the game."

He Tun seemed too lazy to continue speaking. Take a Cuban cigar, casually cut off the dense head with a cigar cutter, and then start to slowly light it with a special match.

He was as leisurely as if the bloody tragedy that was about to happen in front of him had nothing to do with him; he was just a leisurely spectator.

"It's very simple. After the upper traction rope is cut, the two children will fall freely from a height of six meters at the same time. You can choose between your son and your daughter. You have ten seconds to think about it!"

"10, 9, 8..."

As Xing Twelve counted down to 10 in seconds, Feng Xinglang did not choose which child to catch, but attacked Hetun.

Xing Twelve, who was counting down, paused, and reflexively stepped forward to stop Feng Xinglang; but it seemed that Hetun had expected it, and with a whoosh, a crossbow arrow hit one of Feng Xinglang's legs in front of him. …

This time, Hetun chose the crossbow as a gift for his adopted son Xiaowu instead of the pistol.

One thing is certain: Hetun is definitely not out of pity for Feng Xinglang!

"Don't stop! Keep counting!"

Hetun scolded.

"7, 6, 5..."

"Feng Xinglang, if you make a choice, at least one of them can be saved; if you don't make a choice, both of them will die!"

Hetun reminded Feng Xinglang.

"4, 3..." Xing Twelve continued counting down.

Feng Xinglang retracted his leg that was attacking Hetun. Maybe Hetun is right: if you give up the choice, both children will be in danger; if you make the choice, at least one of the children can be saved!

Therefore, Feng Xinglang turned around and seemed to run in the direction of his son Lin Nuo...

"Feng Xinglang, Hetun will not harm Lin Nuo, catch Tuantuan... please... catch Tuantuan."

Lan Youyou cried hoarsely.

The distance between the two children was ten meters. It was impossible for Feng Xinglang to catch one and then rush over to catch the second one.

Because the speed of free fall is the same. Both children would hit the marble floor at the same time.

"2...1! Cut!"

As Xing Twelve fell silent, Hetun pressed the remote control button in his hand; with a bang, the marble floor directly under Lin Nuo's child was pushed open, and an ocean ball pool appeared.

At the same time, the two children fell vertically at the same time...

In the conscience of heaven and earth, Feng Xinglang's pace at that time was indeed flying directly below his son Lin Nuo;

But after seeing the ocean ball pool appearing below his son Lin Nuo, he reflexively rushed towards the falling seal balls...

Because his son was safe, Feng Xinglang chose Feng Tuantuan.

Feng Xinglang didn't realize at the time that his choice was equivalent to losing his own son!