Chapter 786 Life and Death Are Destiny, Wealth Is in Heaven

Or maybe Hetun just wanted to create an opportunity for the father and son to meet.

Up close, face to face.

He didn't even get a good look at his own flesh and blood!

Over the years, Hetun has been almost emptied of all his emotions and desires by hatred, and his life has been filled with brutal revenge!

What is ridiculous and sad is that everything he did and every cruel method he used actually happened to his own son. And he is his biological son with that woman!

This life being teased by fate?

Or did Hetun himself distort his destiny?

In a supercar not far from the villa, Feng Xinglang stared closely at the anti-riot vehicle and an RV in the courtyard of the villa; the car was still there, which meant that the people in the villa should still be there.

But vaguely, Feng Xinglang smelled a little bit of death again.

A feeling of suffocation that had nothing to do with him, but was closely related to him.

Just now in the car, he had already asked his son Linnuo about the situation in the villa. The little guy said impatiently: There are a few strangers in the villa. It’s not hard to tell from the little guy’s tone that those extra people should have lower status and status than Hetun; that’s why the son ignores their existence!

Another adopted son from Hetun?

His son Feng Linnuo is already ranked fifteen, doesn't that mean there are fourteen more ahead of him?

In addition to Lan Youyou, who is ranked seventh, and Lao Jiu, who was killed by Cong Gang, there should be twelve others!

Apart from Xing Laosi and Xing Laowu, there are also Xing Ba and Xing Twelve...

Are there eight left?

Feng Xinglang had learned that Xing Shi's methods were far more cruel than those of Xing Ba and Xing Twelve. He never left his hands with his fists. Xing Shi should have been following Xing Er, and he would purgatory his own skills in the killing every day!

And Xing Ba and Xing Twelve, who were following Hetun, could be regarded as taking a back seat, and they had more or less a bit of human touch!

You can smell it from their love for their son Nono!

Could it be that it was Xing Er and the others who came here in this RV?

Hetun mobilized his troops to get Xing Er and the others to come to Shencheng, certainly not just to reminisce about the past...

Feng Xinglang picked up the mobile phone on the dashboard and dialed a number.

The call was to Yan Bang. The call was answered promptly.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang has an obvious and easy-to-listen to dryness.

"Eating, sleeping... I miss you!"

Since those photos were exposed, Yan Bang has turned into a scoundrel who is not afraid of boiling water and is not afraid of slanted shadows.

No more taboos! Just say what you want!

Yan Bang's true nature is that he is the biggest ruffian and scoundrel in Shanghai.

"..." Feng Xinglang was silent, and the muscles on Jun's face twitched slightly.

"The weather is bad tonight. You stay in Yulong City and don't wander around anywhere! Do you understand?"

Feng Xinglang reminded Yan Bang in a tactful way. Yan Bang can understand his words.

"Where are you?"

Yan Bang, who had been using a gangster tone with a long ending just now, suddenly became solemn.

"I'm sleeping with my wife and children! I don't have time to meddle in your business, so you can take care of yourself!"

Feng Xinglang didn't want to say too much to Yan Bang; there were some things he didn't want to say, but couldn't say!

He would rather keep some things rotting in his stomach for the rest of his life!

Just like in Pett Castle, he would rather choose death!

Nor will I humiliate myself to accept a fact that is crueler than death!

If he didn't have this bit of pride, he wouldn't be Feng Xinglang!

Seeing his son running out of the villa, Feng Xinglang immediately got out of the car and greeted him.

"Did it happen so quickly?" Feng Xinglang lifted the little thing off the ground.

"No more! He's being a rogue, he wants you to go in and confront him!"

The little guy added angrily, "This old bastard is getting worse and worse! We must show him some color!"

"What? Xing Ba asked me to go in and confront him?"

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows twisted slightly.

"That's right! I will never admit that he hid my mommy! My adoptive father said that we have no evidence, so he asked you to go in and confront Lao Ba!"

"You mean, it was Hetun's idea to let me go in to confront Xing Ba?" Feng Xinglang's face turned cold.

"Well! Don't worry, our adoptive father will uphold justice for us!"

Worried that his biological father Feng Xinglang would not believe his adoptive father He Tun's sincerity, the little guy quickly said: "My adoptive father said that he will never hurt you again from now on! It was all his fault in the past, and he will change it." Yes! Feng Xinglang, can you just forgive my adoptive father?"

He Tun had indeed told the little guy these words; subconsciously, the little thing didn't want his biological father and adoptive father to be enemies, but rather wanted them to be good friends!

Seeing his son calling him "adopted father", Feng Xinglang's face gradually darkened and became sullen.

It seems inappropriate to discuss the topic of 'manly dignity' with my 5-year-old son.

"By the way, Nono, is there anyone else in the villa? For example, some unusual adopted son of your adoptive father?"

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.

"Yes..."

"Are they still there now?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"I'm here..."

The little guy wasn't very sure, because he had seen so many 'black wooden posts' that he had turned a blind eye.

"Are you sure? They are still here?"

In fact, what Feng Xinglang wanted to verify was: if they were still there, it meant that Yan Bang was safe.

The little guy scratched his little head and said vaguely, "It doesn't seem to be all there..."

"Feng Xinglang, stop wasting your time. If you want to know if they are still there, go in and take a look yourself and you will know! Besides, you promised me to get mommy back! You can't keep your word. !”

The little guy twisted out of Feng Xinglang's arms and dragged one of his big hands towards the villa.

Of course Feng Xinglang didn't want to see Hetun!

Because of the existence of Hetun, it may be a lifelong shame for him!

But for the sake of his whimpering son, for Yan Bang, and for that woman, Feng Xinglang wanted to see her even if he didn't want to see her!

If he doesn't see it, it's the same as avoiding it; it's the same as he already knows something he shouldn't know!

Therefore, even if he is pretending, he must rush in as if he doesn't know anything!

Because his son is watching him!

The little thing already has its own little mind;

As his biological father, he cannot avoid or shrink back even more!

Outside the door of the villa, the two door gods Xing Laosi and Xing Laowu were no longer there.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly; but when he entered the living room of the villa, his eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

Because in the huge living room, apart from Hetun, there is only one Xingba left!

Even Xing Twelve, who usually stays by Hetun’s side, is not here!

The situation was already obvious: I had fallen into Hetun's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

Yan Bang! Yan Bang!

Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven...