Chapter 738 Late-Night Disturbance

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Hetun stretched his limbs and sat calmly on the mahogany Taishi chair, waiting for news about Xing Twelve and Xing Ba.

The newly added Kung Fu tea set was placed aside, but Hetun had no intention of cultivating himself.

He Tun is not an alien, but he is a straight man. Very straight. So he couldn't accept that his biological son was desecrated by a man.

The stack of newspapers had long been taken away from Hetun's sight and destroyed by the housekeeper, but those images would still linger in Hetun's mind from time to time.

With his annoyance gathering, he began to punch the coffee table at hand mechanically, making a sound that made him even more irritated.

"Father, Lao Twelve and the others are back."

The person who reported to Hetun was Xing Laosi, who stood outside the villa door like one of the two thick door panels. He and Xing Laowu just arrived here from Fort Petr a day ago.

Xing Ba was injured and staggered a bit after getting out of the car. Although he had already treated the wound himself, he urgently needed to remove the bullet that had been embedded in his body.

Xing Twelve did not let Xing Ba in, but handed Xing Ba directly to Xing Laowu. Then he went into the villa alone to return to Hetun.

"Things went wrong?"

From Xing Twelve's low posture of asking for forgiveness, Hetun could know the result. But he was a little puzzled: "Is Yan Bang really that difficult to deal with?"

"Feng Xinglang suddenly appeared... He offered his life to save Yan Bang, so..."

Xing Twelve didn't want to make excuses for his failure, but he still did. He knew he was wrong. If he hadn't delayed and cared too much about his machete, he and Xing Ba would still have been able to cut off Yan Bang's crime tools and return them before Feng Xinglang arrived.

"Ah? Alang is here too? Is he injured? You didn't hurt him, right?"

Mentioning his own son, Hetun jumped up from the Grand Master's chair uncomfortably and asked urgently.

Judging from the expression on his adoptive father Hetun's face, he could tell that he and Xing Ba made the right choice! If they really wanted to fight against Feng Xinglang and complete the mission without any scruples, they might not be able to deal with their adoptive father Hetun.

If he failed to kill Yan Bang, he would only be punished; but if he injured Feng Xinglang, he might not even have a chance to survive.

Xing Twelve is loyal. But this does not mean that he can die without value!

"Lao Ba and I didn't take action against Feng Xinglang, so we left first." Xing Twelve answered truthfully.

"That's good." Hetun breathed a sigh of relief and sat back slowly again.

"Yan Bang was seriously injured. He won't be able to make waves or make waves for a while."

"This time, his Yan state will be lucky..." Hetun was thinking about something and asked in a tight voice, "You two didn't reveal your identities, did you?"

"No! But..." Xing Twelve stopped talking.

"But what?" Hetun asked lily.

"Father, I always feel that with Feng Xinglang's superior IQ...could he have already guessed that you are his biological father?"

Xing Twelve's words were not without purpose, because he realized that Feng Xinglang had recognized him and Xing Ba in Yulong City just now, but he did not expose them.

Hetun hugged deeper into the Taishi chair, seeming to be thinking about Xing Twelve's words.

"But... Xueluo told me that she hasn't mentioned it to A Lang yet. But A Lang is really smart... maybe he can guess it on his own."

When saying these words, Hetun seemed to have a slightly triumphant tone. After giving birth to such an outstanding son, how could Hetun be allowed to be so arrogant?

"Father, I think Feng Xinglang should have guessed it himself. Otherwise, when we return to Shencheng this time, he would have been sharpening his sword to take revenge on us."

Xing Twelve expressed his views and thoughts.

"Well..." Hetun nodded in approval, "This time when we return to Shencheng, Alang is indeed not as aggressive as before. He must have known that my biological father will not hurt him anymore..."

Hetun, the self-proclaimed ‘dad’, is really refreshing. Don't even ask if Feng Xinglang would agree with him calling himself that?

This topic diverted Hetun's attention very well. Naturally, Hetun would not blame Xing Twelve and Xing Ba for their dereliction of duty.

"It's just that Feng Xinglang has been guarding Yan Bang, so it's difficult for us to attack a second time. And Feng Xinglang is obviously familiar with our routine. Will he turn his anger on you, his adoptive father, because of Yan Bang?"

Xing Twelve is not stupid: in a duel between their biological father and son, no matter what he does, the only ones who will be hurt are their adopted sons who are regarded as tools.

"I can't control that much anymore! This Yan Bang must disappear! I will not allow my son, Xing Mu, to have an unclear relationship with a man! If Ahe is still alive, she will not allow Alang Damn it!"

The aura with which Hetun spoke seemed to make him think that he was Feng Xinglang's biological father.

It is not difficult to judge from Hetun's words: He still refuses to let Yan Bang go!

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It's late at night and people are quiet.

Little Lin Nuo circled Mommy Xueluo's neck like a little koala and snuggled tightly into Kissing Mommy's arms.

It seems that the little guy has some contradictions: he longs for the love of his biological father and cherishes his biological mother; but he seems to be afraid that his bastard biological father will take away his biological mother.

It was still the selfish little eyes that were at work: the little guy just wanted to have the love of his dear mother all by himself.

It had been a long time since he had climbed the wall, and Wei Kang's movements were no longer as skillful as when he was a mercenary. Fortunately, the villa was not high, and after removing the alarm equipment, half of his body was already sweating.

The master bedroom on the second floor was warm and cozy.

Looking at the mother and son sleeping soundly on the huge Kingsize bed, Wei Kang really couldn't bear to disturb them.

But he had to disturb them even if he didn't want to! Because the purpose of his trip was to 'disturb' Xueluo and her son. Although he felt that his behavior was not very kind, he was just disturbing them, not hurting them, so Wei Kang calmed down.

He took a step forward, and with the moonlight, he saw the little Lin Nuo curled up in Lin Xueluo's arms: not only was his little butt sticking out, but one of his short legs was also resting on his mother Xueluo's waist. A wild and cute posture.

Wei Kang reached out his hand, trying to take the curled up little thing away from Lin Xueluo's arms; but he didn't expect that the little guy's arms were still wrapped around his mother Lin Xueluo's neck. As long as Wei Kang pulled it slightly, the little thing would wriggle into his mother's arms like a big caterpillar.

This possessiveness... Even when sleeping, it really occupies its mother's arms.

Wei Kang patiently played with the little thing: if pulling it once didn't work, he would pull it a second time, a third time...

The result was quite amazing: the little guy was not woken up by the pull, but Lin Xueluo, who was hugging her son tightly, was pulled awake.