Chapter 793 Let’s Go to Hell Together!

Three minutes later, Lin Nuo, a child, used Xing Twelve's mobile phone to call his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

The little guy seems to be asking for trouble.

"I'm making money for you for milk powder!" Feng Xinglang said in a leisurely voice.

"I never drink milk powder, okay?"

The little guy’s understanding of ‘milk powder money’ is still very limited.

"Then make money to support your wife and children!" Feng Xinglang said something easy to understand.

"Do you want to kiss your father?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"I didn't think so!" the little guy said angrily.

"Then my dear dad misses you! I miss you very much!"

"Since you missed me, why did you leave your wife and children to others and not take them back?"

The little guy didn't understand why the bastard Feng Xinglang didn't stop the angry mommy and him.

"Your mommy is so willful..."

"Hmph! You are not sincere! Feng Xinglang, if you continue to be so cowardly, I will no longer be your son...ah..."

Before the child Lin Nuo finished speaking, a frightened scream came out. Then there was the sound of the phone being knocked down and rolled over.

"Nono...Nono..." Feng Xinglang shouted in shock.

The amusement park was already bustling with people. After a burst of noise, Feng Xinglang seemed to hear Xing Twelve's voice.

"Fifteen...fifteen... wake up...fifteen!"

Feng Xinglang on the other end of the phone was almost suffocated.

About two minutes later, the phone was connected again, "Feng Xinglang, Fifteen was pushed off the slide by another child. His forehead was broken and he is bleeding."

Xing Twelve felt that there were not many opportunities for him to play tricks on Feng Xinglang!

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang rushed to the children's hospital that Xing Twelve mentioned. As soon as he entered the door, he was knocked unconscious with a knife.

Looking at Feng Xinglang who was knocked unconscious by Xing Laowu, Xing Twelve showed a smile as bright as the sun.

"Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang, have you ever been treated like a monkey by me?!"

What is being used is just a father's concern for the safety of his own son.

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Looking at the father and son who were sleeping soundly in Yushang, Xueluo sighed slightly.

She didn't know what Hetun was trying to do, but she only knew that there would be no peace in Repulse Bay tonight.

Because Hetun sent their family of three out of Repulse Bay.

Repulse Bay in the middle of the night is quiet.

The sound of the waves seemed to have subsided and it became extremely quiet!

Hetun sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Yan Bang to come to his shallow water bay to 'catch turtles in the urn'.

As for the outcome, who was finally captured by whom is still unknown.

Compared to Hetun, who was playing with those Kung Fu tea sets, the others had a tense atmosphere as if they were approaching the city.

On a large, slightly deserted beach outside the villa complex, there was a row of mercenaries in camouflage uniforms, each carrying a submachine gun. All the infrared highlights were focused on the entrance of the villa.

Suddenly, the mercenaries in camouflage uniforms in the front row opened a small opening in the middle, and the tall and majestic Yan Bang appeared first.

Yan Bang never knew how to write the word 'death'!

Since he dared to come to Repulse Bay to besiege, he was not afraid that the turtle in the urn of Hetun would bite him.

As Yan Bang stepped forward, the mercenaries behind him immediately surrounded him, forming a "pin" shape, half-surrounding Yan Bang and sneaking towards the villa in Repulse Bay.

The door of the villa was wide open, and it seemed that it was ready to 'receive' Yan Bang.

In Shencheng, Yan Bang's territory, there was no room for others to challenge Yan Bang's status as a local leader.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is an eternal theorem.

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, yet you insist on rushing here to die! Yan Bang, you are so courageous!"

He Tun took a sip of Kung Fu tea and just raised his eyes to glance at Yan Bang.

"Hetun, it's time to put an end to the hatred between us!"

Coming in with Yan Bang were several mercenaries wearing camouflage uniforms; the equipment with real guns and live ammunition showed that they were well-trained at first glance.

"You don't deserve to end up with me! The reason why I see you is because you saved Alang's face! If you leave something behind, I will leave you with your life!"

Yan Bang felt particularly disgusted by Hetun's sudden shout of 'Alang'.

An old man who was over sixty years old unexpectedly changed his name to call Feng Xinglang 'Alang' so affectionately. Yan Bang, who couldn't think of any reason, could only attribute Hetun's behavior to the fact that he had feelings for Feng Xinglang. Unreasonable thinking.

"Hetun, shut your stinky mouth! Is that what you called 'Alang' too?"

Perhaps Yan Bang never dreamed that Hetun was called Feng Xinglang 'Alang' because of a father's nickname for his son.

Before Yan Bang's ear-piercing roar ended, with a 'bah' sound, the tea cup in Hetun's hand fell to the ground.

Just after Hetun finished this action, it was like a signal:

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Suddenly three or four flames burst out from the wall of the living room, and the gunshots were like rain, so dense that people couldn't even lift their heads! The sounds of breaking glass and wood were heard one after another. Finally, after a burst of fierce shooting, calmness briefly returned!

Hetun waved the blue gunpowder smoke with his hand; it was as steady as a rock on Mount Tai.

Only then did Yan Bang discover that there was a transparent screen in front of Hetun, which had been scratched by bullets. It's bulletproof glass! No wonder he is so confident. Dare to face Yan Bang’s bullets!

When Yan Bang subconsciously turned around, several mercenaries who had come in with him were already lying staggering.

Compared to Yan Bang, the executioner of Shencheng, Hetun was the outright killer.

"Yan Bang, I'll give you one last chance: leave something on your body, and I'll leave you alive!"

Hetun's voice was filled with a cold air, like the black and white impermanence that urged people to die.

"Old man, at worst, I will die with you!"

With a stabbing sound, Yan Bang pulled off his clothes, revealing a row of bombs around his waist. It was enough to blow this villa upside down.

"Why are you doing this? Originally, I could have spared your life... but now it seems that you have given up your life!"

Hetun did not show fear because of the explosives on Yan Bang's waist.

"Then let's go to hell and have fun together! Hahahaha... Being able to get rid of this poisonous fish like you for Feng Xinglang is considered a great achievement!"

Yan Bang knew that Hetun was difficult to deal with; he also knew that his return would probably be unlucky, but he still came without hesitation.

He really didn't want to let himself and Feng Xinglang be passively led by Hetun again and again.

If killing Hetun had to cost Yan Bang his life, he would admit it;

At least it can eliminate Feng Xinglang's future troubles.

Feng Xinglang is alive, but Yan Bang may not be alive;

But if Feng Xinglang is dead, then Yan Bang must be dead too!