Chapter 788 Is He a Vegetarian?

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Hetun just stared at his biological son who was very close at hand with such gentle eyes;

So close, so close that you can even hear each other breathing. Feel each other's presence.

And the family love that is integrated into the bone marrow and is thicker than water.

Xing Ba was stunned in place, not daring to step forward to stop him. He was also worried about Feng Xinglang, who had a fierce look in his eyes: Does Feng Xinglang know that his adoptive father Hetun is his biological father? If he knew, why would he point a gun at his biological father?

If you don't know...then the situation of your adoptive father Hetun will be even more dangerous!

Seeing that his adoptive father Hetun did not say anything, and there was Xing Er waiting for an opportunity in the side hall, Xing Ba felt that the first thing he had to do now was to stabilize Feng Xinglang's mood.

"Feng Xinglang, please calm down and say what you have to say..."

"Call Xing Twelve quickly! Ask him to come back with his people right away!" Feng Xinglang shouted sternly.

"I really don't know where Lao Twelve went..."

Xing Ba tried to trick Feng Xinglang. It's not wise, but it's also forced.

"Are you playing tricks on me? Then let Hetun be buried with Yan Bang!"

Feng Xinglang put the gun in his hand against Hetun's forehead, causing Hetun's head to tilt back.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do? Why are you pointing a gun at my adoptive father's head?"

Hearing the noise in the living room, the little guy rushed out. Then he saw Feng Xinglang holding a gun to his adoptive father Hetun's head.

"Nono, you, a child, don't have to worry about adult matters! Go back to the kitchen, your father is still waiting for coffee!"

Feng Xinglang didn't seem to want his 5-year-old son to see scenes that were too cruel and ruthless.

"Feng Xinglang, the one you pointed the gun at was my adoptive father! How could I ignore it?!"

The little guy doesn't want to see his adoptive father, Hetun, bullying his biological father, Feng Xinglang; of course, he also doesn't want to see his biological father, Feng Xinglang, making things difficult for his adoptive father.

Although the amount of flesh on the palms and backs of your hands varies, it is all your own flesh!

"do not come!"

Feng Xinglang scolded and stopped his son Feng Linnuo, who was rushing towards him.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do? It's Lao Ba who is hiding my mommy, not my adoptive father!"

In the little guy's opinion, the reason why his biological father Feng Xinglang pointed a gun at his adoptive father Hetun was because Xing Bazang had hidden his biological mother.

"Xing Ba, I will give you one last chance: call Xing Twelve quickly and ask him to bring people back! Otherwise, you just wait to collect the corpses in Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang said this to Xing Ba, but he also seemed to be talking to his son Lin Nuo.

"I'll call Lao Twelve! Lao Ba, give me your phone!"

At the reminder of his father Feng Xinglang, the little guy immediately rushed to Xing Ba and fumbled for his cell phone.

This mobile phone, even if Xing Ba doesn’t give it to him! He couldn't just watch his adoptive father Hetun suffer from Feng Xinglang's intimidation.

The call was answered quickly. He must have just arrived at Yulong City. Before he could play with Yan Bang and lure the snake out of the hole, Xing Ba's phone call came.

"Old Twelve, where are you? Come back quickly!"

The little guy's chirping sound came from the cell phone, which was extraordinarily loud in the quiet carriage.

"Fifteen, Brother Twelve has something to do! Be good, ask me to play with you..."

The little guy was using a hands-free speaker, and everyone in the living room could hear Xing Twelve's voice.

"What a prank! Bastard Feng Xinglang is pointing a gun at his adoptive father's head! If you don't come back, he said he will let us collect his adoptive father's body!"

The little guy described everything that happened in the living room of Repulse Bay to Xing Twelve.

In order to highlight the tense atmosphere in the living room, the little guy also took a photo of Feng Xinglang pointing a gun at Hetun's head and sent it.

"Old Twelve, did you see that? I didn't lie to you! Come back quickly! If you come back late, we really have to collect the body of our adoptive father!"

From the little guy's point of view: No matter what Lao Twelve is doing at this moment, just coming back can save his adoptive father Hetun's life. Lao Twelve has no reason not to come back!

"This old man, is he a vegetarian?"

After Xing Twelve cursed, he turned around and roared back towards Repulse Bay.

If I had known earlier, he would have stayed by his adoptive father Hetun's side! At least Feng Xinglang won't be able to point a gun at his adoptive father's head!

And the gun in Feng Xinglang's hand was actually carried by his adoptive father Hetun for many years.

How stupid is Xing Ba? Will Feng Xinglang be able to take advantage of it?

With a very low sound, a slender needle pierced the side of Feng Xinglang's neck;

"Father...be careful!"

Almost at the same time, Xing Ba flew towards Hetun and blocked Hetun with his body.

A layer of phantoms flashed before Feng Xinglang's eyes, and then he fell into darkness. The gun in his hand also fell to the ground, and his whole body collapsed on the carpet.

Xing Er asked his close bodyguards to shoot this high-strength anesthetic at Feng Xinglang. If it weren't for the fact that Feng Xinglang was Hetun's biological son, he would not have been able to tolerate him being so presumptuous towards Hetun!

"Feng Xinglang... Feng Xinglang... wake up... don't die... don't die!"

Little Lin Nuo rushed over to his biological father, Feng Xinglang, who was lying limply on the carpet, pulled out the anesthesia needle from his neck, then hugged his biological father's head and howled.

"Alang...Alang! Wake up!"

Even with his own son pointing a gun at his head, Hetun was extremely concerned about Feng Xinglang's safety.

"Don't touch him!"

The little guy angrily pushed everyone who was close to his father Feng Xinglang, "If my father dies, I will hate you all my life!"

"Fifteen, calm down! This is just an anesthetic. Your father is just asleep and will wake up in a few hours!"

Xing Ba immediately came forward and hugged the child Lin Nuo who was kicking and beating, "Please touch, your biological father is still breathing! He is fine, he just fell asleep!"

The little guy opened his little hands and put them between his father Feng Xinglang's nose. He stopped crying when he detected that his father's breath was normal.

"Alang..."

Hetun murmured, not knowing how to hug his biological son Feng Xinglang, who was slumped on the carpet and was almost as tall and strong as him; no younger than fifteen, he could be hugged completely in his arms...

"Father, don't worry, Xing Lang will wake up on his own in five or six hours. This medicine has almost no side effects."

Xing Er comforted Hetun, half-kneeling on the carpet and holding up Feng Xinglang;

At this moment, Xing Er suddenly felt: His adoptive father Hetun was really old! The cruelty and cold-bloodedness of the past have faded away, and the love for family has begun to grow, and the love between children has grown!

At this moment, Hetun seems to be just a father who cares about his child!