Chapter 1589 - You're an impostor
The little fellow's gaze was firm, and his words firm.
But in his heart, he clearly knew that he was just an extrely insignificant mber of the foster father Hetun. If he couldn't beco the most outstanding out of their group of children, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to be called the foster father of the Hetun!
"Is your foster father the only one who dotes on you? What about your father, Feng Xinglang? Is he spoiling you? "
The Hetun had annihilated 13 of his family, so how could Celeste only take action against his most beloved foster son? Feng Xinglang, as well as Feng Xinglang's wife, which was also the son and daughter-in-law of the Hetun, were all targets for him to silence.
"Of course my father loves !" The little guy straightened his back.
When it ntioned Feng Xinglang, the little guy was slightly proud. Although he was only Feng Xinglang's son for half a month, the little guy had really fallen for Feng Xinglang's temporary father.
"Then obediently give your father's contact information! "Unless..."
Celeste's eyes beca deep and frightening, "Unless you're an imposter, you don't even know how to contact Feng Xinglang!"
Celeste was crafty. Furthermore, he had a talent like Mannie by his side.
Obviously, he was testing this calm and unhurried child in front of him.
Logically speaking, this child should have quite the character and deanor of a Hetun: willful, pampered, and when facing blood and injuries, he was much calr than an ordinary child!
"You are the imposter! I am my father's biological son, how could I not know my father's cell phone number! "
In fact, the little guy wasn't being agitated by Celeste, but if she were to display an overly calm and quick-witted attitude, it would only make Celeste, whose heart was heavy with suspicion, even more so doubt her. Thus, he fell into Celeste's trap.
"I don't believe it!" I already got your dad's cell number. If you're his son, you'll know! "
"Humph!" I'm not fooled by you! " The little fellow humd childishly.
"That can only an that you are an imposter!" Celeste continued to agitate the slightly anxious and red-eyed Xing Shiwu.
"You're the fake one!"
The little guy pouted and said, "It doesn't matter if I tell you! My father will co with my foster father to save ! "
"En, that's good!"
Celeste smiled coldly after succeeding, "You should have let your father co with your foster father to save you!"
That way, I can send all of you to hell!
as well as all the foster son s of the Hetun, they had to die!
… ….
Yan Bang very naturally wrapped a bath towel around Feng Xinglang and helped him dry his wet hair.
Warm water had the effect of activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Feng Xinglang felt much more comfortable.
"Lang, why don't you get soone to give you a full body blood circulation massage! That way you can sleep better at night! "
"Un, go and get them!" Find soone with a better technique. "
"Okay, Second Master Feng. I will personally go and choose!"
Feng Xinglang really wanted to quickly recover his strength. He had a premonition that Celeste would never let him off. Before seeing him, Celeste would not act rashly.
Originally, they could have brought him and Xing Shiwu away a few days ago, but Miyamoto Wentuo's appearance had disrupted Celeste's plans to a certain extent.
Hetun annihilated his family of 13, Celeste cannot possibly capture just one Xing Shiwu! He didn't know what plan he was plotting right now.
There was one thing that Feng Xinglang was clear of: the sooner he was caught, the safer his wife and children would be!
Celeste would never let things rest until he saw his own family!
For his wife and children, Feng Xinglang was willing to be this bait.
His phone suddenly rang, allowing Feng Xinglang to instantly retract his myriad of thoughts.
It was a long string of random codes!
Was it Cong Gang?
Or was it his wife, Lin Xueluo?
Feng Xinglang of course hoped that she would be his wife that he hadn't contacted in a long ti.
The possibility of it being Cong Gang's call was not high. If he had sothing important to report, he would appear in front of Feng Xinglang like a ghost and ask the Second Mada Feng to pass the ssage on. The more troubleso the situation, the less initiative Cong Gang had to contact Feng Xinglang with the electronic products.
Just as Feng Xinglang was about to shout out 'Xueluo' that he had been missing for a long ti, Xing Shiwu's urgent voice ca out from the phone.
"Father... Daddy. I am fifteen! "
Xing Shiwu's shout imdiately stopped Feng Xinglang from shouting 'Xueluo'.
If he were to call out 'Xueluo', the consequences would be unimaginable.
So it turns out that Celeste was not the only one who played with this kind of fake base station.
"Fifteen... Fifteen... Where are you? "Tell Daddy, where are you?"
Feng Xinglang's shout was extrely urgent. The eagerness and impatience a father should have for his son.
"Feng Xinglang, do you miss your son?"
Celeste's cold voice ca over, carrying the cold yin energy that ca from hell.
"Celeste, the debt of grievance has its master, Hetun will annihilate your family, you just need to find him to take revenge! Fifteen is still a child … "
It was a bit rash to speak to Celeste in such a harsh tone.
Feng Xinglang seed to be doing it on purpose.
"That's right!" I am seeking revenge on Hetun! There is an old Chinese saying: eye for eye, tooth for tooth! "He killed 13 of my family, so of course I want to exterminate their entire family. That's only reasonable, isn't it?"
"Actually, I completely agree with you wanting to destroy Hetun! Not only will I agree, I will also be a very good helper for you! If you want Hetun to die, I want his life as well! "
Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice, "Tell where we can et, and we can have a good talk!"
It looked like there really was an irreconcilable hatred between father and son?
Of course, Celeste would not completely believe what he had said, but he was rather willing to et Feng Xinglang. This was also the reason for his call.
"Tomorrow, at 9 PM, co to the 'Shun'an' Auto Repair Factory to the south of the city."
Celeste arranged to et Feng Xinglang at the sa address as the Hetun. But the ti was different.
This way, they could test whether the enmity between them, father and son, was real or fake. Moreover, it could help Celeste determine whether or not: There were any people from the Hetun who were lying in ambush nearby the Auto Repair Factory s!
"Good!" I will definitely make it on ti! " Feng Xinglang imdiately agreed.
"Dad, you can co with Ol 'Eight and the rest …"
Xing Shiwu had not finished speaking, and the call was cut off.
Feng Xinglang frowned. Why would Xing Shiwu say that he could co with Ol 'Eight and the rest?
Was this ant to remind him of sothing?
After pondering for a mont, Feng Xinglang called Xing Ba.
"Ol 'Eight, Celeste wouldn't have made an appointnt with your foster father Hetun, right?"
"How do you know?"
Because the Hetun told all the foster son s to keep the ti and place of their eting with Celeste a secret.
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