Chapter 794 I Want You to Live Well!

Such a strict state will undoubtedly make Hetun even more disgusted!

The more Yan Bang showed no regard for Feng Xinglang, the more Hetun hated him.

Feng Xinglang was his only biological son in Hetun and the continuation of his life in Hetun. How could he allow the continuation of his life to be polluted by a man?

Hetun couldn't understand Yan Bang's feelings for Feng Xinglang, and couldn't even accept it!

This made Hetun even more determined to get rid of Yan Bang!

"Yan Bang, if you insist on getting on the pole to die, then I will have no choice but to help you!"

He Tun frowned deeply, "If you really like men, just reincarnate as a woman in your next life!"

In other words, you, Yan Bang, cannot like his biological son in Hetun!

Perhaps Yan Bang went through fire and water again and again for Feng Xinglang, so Hetun said this more.

Hetun was too calm, which made Yan Bang very unhappy. He became a little angry and wanted to detonate a bomb on himself.

The fastest, the most ruthless, and the most skilled are Xing Er's close bodyguards;

A thin man who is more ghostly than a ghost. Before he could see his specific appearance, he had already floated behind Yan Bang, and a steel needle containing medicinal liquid was driven into Yan Bang's right carotid artery at lightning speed.

As the heart pumped blood, the liquid was quickly spread to Yan Bang's limbs. The hand that detonated the bomb at his waist and his entire arm went limp in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the close bodyguard picked apart the bombs around Yan Bang's waist with the tip of his knife and threw them to Xing Laosi aside to deal with them.

The harder Yan Bang struggled to exert force, the faster the medicine would conduct in his body. He staggered and could hardly even stand.

"Do it! Stop the bleeding and throw it out!"

Seeing Yan Bang's face as if he was ready to die, Hetun still wanted to give him another chance.

Without Yan Bang's "help", his own son Feng Xinglang might have died due to his own violence. It can be regarded as repaying Yan Bang's favor for Feng Xinglang.

With Xing Er's people around, Xing Twelve and the others naturally didn't want to take action themselves; they just watched silently as Xing Er's people tied the strong Yan Bang to the load-bearing pillar in the living room of the villa like a tiger with its sharp teeth removed. superior.

There was a stabbing sound, and as the blade of the knife opened Yan Bang's belt, it seemed that Yan Bang realized what Hetun meant by leaving something behind.

Yan Bang didn't know why Hetun wanted that thing from him. Perhaps the only explanation was that Hetun wanted to severely humiliate him!

To let him lose his dignity as a man would be like life being worse than death!

This was even more cruel than directly killing Yan Bang!

"Hetun... if you dare to touch me... I won't let you go even if I'm a devil!"

Yan Bang banged the back of his head against the load-bearing column with all his strength. If the medicine hadn't taken away most of his physical strength, he would have killed Yan Bang by hitting it with all his strength.

Hetun could tell that Yan Bang wanted to commit suicide!

Almost no man can remain indifferent when faced with such a situation!

Blood snaked down from the back of Yan Bang's neck; he must have broken his scalp.

"Bang! Bang!"

Just as the swordsman was removing the last piece of clothing from Yan Bang's body, two consecutive gunshots forced the swordsman to stop his movements.

When Hetun saw the shooter, his head suddenly grew several times bigger.

It was Feng Xinglang who shot at the swordsman!

He... wasn't he sleeping in the presidential suite? Why did you suddenly land here?

Obviously, Xing Laowu and the others outside the door could not guard against Feng Xinglang who barged in.

Neither did shooting. He didn't appreciate Feng Xinglang if he didn't shoot. After Xing Laowu took Feng Xinglang's bullet, he could only let Feng Xinglang break in so unscrupulously.

"Alang, what are you doing here? Leave quickly!"

When he saw Feng Xinglang alive, Yan Bang's eyes instantly brightened. But at the same time, he realized the danger Feng Xinglang faced.

"Hetun, if Yan Bang dies, I will definitely ask for your life for him! I will never let you go in this life!"

Every word of Feng Xinglang's words was spoken with great emphasis. His vicious eyes were filled with anger and hatred towards Hetun.

He stepped closer to Yan Bang, who was tied to the load-bearing pillar, while being wary of Hetun's men suddenly attacking him.

"Alang, I didn't intend to kill him! I just wanted to keep something from him!"

Hetun's temper was pretty much polished for this biological son who had been confronting him over and over again.

What can we do? That was the flesh and blood that fell from his own body; and he was the only one of his kind!

"Yan Bang is mine! You have no right to touch him!"

Feng Xinglang quickly cut off the ropes that tied Yan Bang, took off his windbreaker and covered him.

"He must leave something like that before you can take him away!"

Hetun stood up and insisted on his plan.

The more Feng Xinglang showed the deep affection of brothers to Yan Bang, the more Hetun felt that the relationship between them was abnormal!

He didn't want his only biological son to be led astray by Yan Bang!

"I'll trade my life for him!"

Hetun was behind a bulletproof glass screen, and Feng Xinglang couldn't hurt Hetun.

Facing the numerous minions in Hetun, perhaps the only bargaining chip in Feng Xinglang's hand is himself!

"No...Lang, I want you to live well!"

Feng Xinglang clearly felt that Yan Bang's body leaning on his shoulder sank a little. Yan Bang wanted to push him away.

"You know I won't kill you..."

Hetun sighed.

"Hetun, if you let Yan Bang go, you will let yourself go! You don't want to see us facing each other with blood, right?"

Slowly, the muzzle of the gun in Feng Xinglang's hand changed direction and was pressed against his temple.

"No, no...Alang! Stop...stop! I let you go...you can leave now!"

When he saw Feng Xinglang holding a gun against his own head, Hetun felt bad.

Even though it was Hetun whom Feng Xinglang pointed his gun at, he was not so panicked.

Hetun knew that he would spend the rest of his life making up for his son Xing Lang.

Hetun had spoken, and of course no other adopted son dared to disobey his order; he could only watch helplessly as Feng Xinglang supported the half-limped Yan Bang and walked towards the door of the villa.

Yan Bang could not understand and digest such a dramatic scene.

Regarding Feng Xinglang's attitude, why did Hetun suddenly seem to be a different person?

Seeing Feng Xinglang helping his boss Yan Bang come out, Jian Hu immediately led people to greet him.

After stuffing Yan Bang's strong figure into the off-road vehicle, Feng Xinglang immediately warned:

"Jianhu, take your boss to the pier quickly. There is a yacht waiting for you there. The passes and passports have been processed for you. You go to Singapore first, and someone will pick you up."

"Okay, Second Master!" Jianhu immediately started the off-road vehicle.

"Lang... let's go together!"

Yan Bang dragged Feng Xinglang who was about to get out of the car, "Let's go together!"

Under the influence of those drugs, Yan Bang's physical strength was almost exhausted; but his hand clasped Feng Xinglang's wrist with extra force.