One second to rember [Brushstroke Pavilion] 52bqg [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 395: Much Humbler
"With your current condition, can you continue to make multiple choice questions?" The Hetun asked slowly.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Quick, take to see them! "
Feng Xinglang almost lost control of his emotions.
That was his close family. Every second of the ga he had with the Hetun, they had tornted his heart. He would rather suffer in their stead.
The Hetun quietly looked at Feng Xinglang's face that he had seen in his dreams. It was clear and blurry;
He had been tornted for more than ten minutes, but he still couldn't calm down?
If he had been tornted for more than twenty years, wouldn't he have long been driven berserk?
Hetun was no longer able to differentiate between the two: At this mont, he did not have Qigong deviation!
He knew that he would never be able to let that woman and his husband go! And the baby she had with her husband!
Those who betrayed him must die!
Since she was already dead, let her son bear all of this in her place!
The ruthless gaze of the Hetun stared right at Feng Xinglang, causing him to feel extrely uncomfortable.
He was not clear why the Hetun hated the two of them so much because of his current appearance. His intuition told Feng Xinglang that there must be so deeper grudge between them. It might be related to the previous generation!
At this mont, Feng Xinglang no longer had ti to think about the reason behind Hetun killing all of them. He only wished to see his big brother Feng Lixin and that woman who was so foolish that it would make people's hearts ache for him!
"Young man, you will pay for every word of yours!"
Hetun started to fiddle with the purple sandalwood bracelet again. Maybe that was a way he could calm down his inner turmoil.
For years, whenever he thought of that woman, he would play with the bracelet to ease the piercing pain.
"I'm arrogant? I am arrogant? What about you, Mr. Hetun?
If I rember correctly, us brothers shouldn't have any grudges with you, right?
Just because I don't have a good face, you say you're trying to kill us brothers?
Compared to my arrogance and arrogance, your viciousness and brutality is probably at an uncountable number! "
Feng Xinglang retaliated against Hetun.
Before arriving at their appointed eting, Feng Xinglang had already thought of a way out for himself. So were optimistic, while others were free and easy. But none of them would be as painful as Hetun had expected them to be!
Hetun's gaze once again fixed onto that extraordinary face of Feng Xinglang's.
He was like that woman when he argued with him; he was always so thorny, so unwilling to submit to him, so unwilling to submit. It was like a hedgehog stabbing him, then it would grind down his sharp edge bit by bit!
Why did he think of that woman again?
Hetun turned his head away, not willing to continue staring at Feng Xinglang's face! Just a glance was enough to make him feel uncomfortable!
It was like a sharp knife that wanted to seal the dust within the depths of one's heart. Little by little, it would be dug out!
It was so bloody that no one dared to face it directly!
"Go and cover his face!"
Hetun's voice had an undetectable vicissitudes of life.
It was unknown whether it was soone from the Old Four or soone from his side, but he threw a black hood over to Xing Ba.
Xing Ba slowly walked towards Feng Xinglang. His steps were light enough to ignore the fact that he was walking.
Feng Xinglang really wanted to know just how powerful this Xing Ba was. Thus, when Xing Ba was still a ter away from him, he used his right hook and fiercely punched towards Xing Ba's ordinary face.
Xing Ba seed to be waiting for Feng Xinglang to punch him.
The mont Feng Xinglang punched out at him, he shook his head as though he was sighing. It was as if he was looking down on the speed of Feng Xinglang's punches.
Feng Xinglang didn't manage to clearly see how Xing Ba had moved his steps. The mont his fist missed, Xing Ba had already flashed behind Feng Xinglang and pinched a certain part of his spine ruthlessly …
To be more precise, it was called a fierce grappling! His hand was like a hawk's claw, piercing through Feng Xinglang's clothes and fiercely grabbing onto a part of Feng Xinglang's spine.
Feng Xinglang instantly felt his body go soft uncontrollably, and he staggered a few steps before stabilizing himself.
Subconsciously, he moved his hand towards his almost numb spine, only to feel a hand full of blood.
"Feng Xinglang, if you continue to resist, don't even think about eting Feng Lixin and your woman tonight!"
Hetun seed to be getting impatient.
Perhaps it was because Feng Xinglang's face had wandered in front of him for too long, causing his frozen heart to beco chaotic.
Thus, when Xing Ba put the hood over his head, he did not resist!
He did not want to wait any longer! He wanted to see his big brother Feng Lixin and that woman imdiately.
When Feng Xinglang put on the hood, Hetun's breathing seed to have cald down. He had thought that after more than twenty years, he had already forgotten everything from the past …
But because of Feng Xinglang's face, it was cut open again, and fresh blood flowed!
Ten minutes later, Feng Xinglang felt that he was being carried onto a speedboat.
Hetun was not on this speedboat!
Judging from the breathing of the people who were escorting him, he should be one of the two generals.
It looked like he was not worried that Feng Xinglang would run away, but rather, he was standing far away and communicating with the other boat in Spanish.
Feng Xinglang understood Spanish.
"Did you go for Chinese snacks last night?"
"Yes."
"What did you eat?"
"Boil the little bun!"
"Aren't Chinese stead buns stead? So it can also be boiled with water? "
"Yes."
"What else?"
"And dumplings."
"What is a zongzi?"
"With a rope and a large vegetable, filled with Chinese rice and at!"
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious! "But that layer of vegetables outside doesn't seem to be cooked yet. It will take a long ti to chew …"
"..."
The layer of vegetables outside? It takes a long ti to chew?
Why didn't the two of you die of stupidity?
This was an IQ that no one could bear to look at!
The speedboat was on the surface of the sea for more than an hour. Other than the sound of the sea breeze and the sound of the engine breaking through the waves, they could only hear the two of them complaining about the oddity of Chinese food!
The speedboat stopped an hour later. One of them brought Feng Xinglang onto a luxurious yacht.
Judging from the slope and height of the ladder, the yacht should be three or four stories high.
Feng Xinglang was brought into the cabin.
"Xinglang..."
A familiar shout seed to have comforted Feng Xinglang's restless soul at this mont.
It's big brother Feng Lixin.
Although Feng Xinglang still had a hood on his head, Feng Lixin could recognize Feng Xinglang with a single glance!
Xueluo was also recognized at first glance.
Actually, there was another voice just now, and it was also calling 'Xinglang'. It was just that the voice was a lot weaker and a lot more humble.
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