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Or perhaps, the Hetun only wanted to create an opportunity for them to meet once.

Close, face-to-face.

He couldn\'t even see his own flesh and blood!

After all these years, Hetun\'s hatred that had almost exterminated him emptied all of his emotions and desires. His life had already been filled with brutal revenge!

What was laughable and lamentable was that all that he had done, all the brutal methods that he had used, had actually landed on his own son. Moreover, it was the son he had with that woman!

This life that was played by fate?

Or had his Hetun twisted his own fate?

In the overrun not far from the villa, Feng Xinglang was staring at the anti-riot vehicle and a carriage in the courtyard of the villa. The carriage was still there, which meant that the people in the villa were still here.

But slowly, Feng Xinglang could smell the scent of death.

It was a suffocating feeling that had nothing to do with him, but was closely related to him.

In the car just now, he had already asked his son about the situation in Linnuo\'s villa. The little guy impatiently said, "There are a few more strangers in the villa." From the little guy\'s tone, it was not hard to tell that those extra people should have lower statuses and status than the Hetun. That was why his son disregarded their existence!

Was it another foster son of the Hetun?

If his son Feng Linnuo was already ranked fifteenth, then wouldn\'t that mean that he still had fourteen people ahead of him?

Other than the seventh brother, Lan Youyou, and the Old Nine that was killed by Cong Gang, there should still be another twelve!

Other than Xing Si and Xing Wu, there were also Xing Ba and Xing Shi\'er …

Eight left?

Feng Xinglang had experienced Xing Ye\'s abilities before, and they were far more brutal than Xing Ba and Xing Shi\'er. Xing Ye would never let go of Xing Er, so Xing Ye would probably follow him around.

As for Xing Ba, Xing Shi\'er and the rest who were following beside Hetun, they were considered as second string, and more or less had become a little human!

It could be sensed from their love for their son Nuonuo!

Could it be that the people sitting in this car, was Xing Er and the rest?

The reason the Hetun had forced Xing Er and the others to come to the Shen City was definitely not just to reminisce about the old days …

Feng Xinglang picked up the phone on the dashboard and dialed a number.

The phone call was to Yan Bang. The phone was picked up quickly.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang said with an easy to hear dryness.

"Eat, sleep …" "I missed you!"

Ever since the photos were exposed, Yan Bang looked like a rogue who was not afraid of boiling water or burning hot water, but rather, he was not afraid of slanting shadows.

So he stopped blabbering about it! Say it if you want to!

Yan Bang\'s true colors were the biggest scoundrel in Shen City.

"..." Feng Xinglang was silent, the muscles on his handsome face twitched.

"Tonight\'s weather is not good. Stay in Yulong City and don\'t wander around! Do you understand? "

Feng Xinglang reminded Yan Bang in a tactful manner. Yan Bang could understand his words.

"Where are you?"

Yan Bang, who was using a long and roguish tone, suddenly became serious.

"I\'m sleeping with my wife and children! You don\'t have the time to meddle in your own business, you better take care of yourself! "

Feng Xinglang did not want to speak too much with Yan Bang. There were some things he could not say, not because he did not want to say it!

He would rather rot some things in his stomach for the rest of his life!

For example, in the Pater Castle, he would rather die!

He wouldn\'t be humiliated to accept a truth that was even more cruel than death!

If he did not have this much pride, then he would not be Feng Xinglang!

Seeing his son running out of the villa, Feng Xinglang got off the car to greet him.

"It was settled so quickly?" Feng Xinglang lifted the little thing off the ground.

"There\'s nothing else! Eight is being shameless, he wants you to go in and fight him! "

The little guy added in anger, "This Old Eighth is getting worse and worse! We have to show him something! "

"What?" Xing Ba told me to go in and fight him? "

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.

"That\'s right!" Old Eighth refused to admit that he was the one who hid my mommy! My foster father said that we had no comments or evidence, so he told you to go in and fight with Eighth Brother! "

"Are you saying that it was Hetun\'s idea to let me go in and confront Xing Ba?" Feng Xinglang\'s face turned a little cold.

"Hm!" Don\'t worry, godfather will uphold justice for us! "

Worried that his father Feng Xinglang did not believe the sincerity of the foster father Hetun, the little guy quickly said, "Father said, from now on, he will never hurt you again! It used to be his fault, he\'ll fix it! Feng Xinglang, can you forgive my foster father? "

Hetun had indeed told this little fellow these words. In his subconscious, this little thing didn\'t wish for his foster father to be its enemy, but rather wished that they were good friends!

Seeing her son call her \'foster father\', Feng Xinglang\'s face gradually darkened as a hint of anger surfaced on his face.

It doesn\'t seem appropriate to discuss\' man dignity \'with a five-year-old son.

"Oh right, Nuonuo, is there anyone else in the villa? For example, some foster son of your foster father\'s that was not commonly seen? "

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.

"I\'ve got it..."

"Are they still there?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"He should be here..."

The little guy wasn\'t very sure, because he had seen a lot of these \'black wooden piles\'. Thus, he turned a blind eye to them.

"Are you sure? Are they all still here? "

In fact, what Feng Xinglang wanted to verify was: If they were still here, it would also mean that Yan Bang was safe.

The little guy scratched his little head in confusion. "I don\'t think so …"

"Feng Xinglang, stop dawdling, if you want to know if they are still here, go in and take a look yourself! Besides, you promised me you\'d find Mommy! You can\'t go back on your word! "

The little guy twisted and turned from Feng Xinglang\'s embrace, pulling his big hand towards the direction of the villa.

Of course Feng Xinglang did not want to see Hetun!

because the existence of the Hetun, was perhaps the shame of his entire life!

But for his son, for Yan Bang, and for that woman, even if Feng Xinglang did not want to see her, he still wanted to see her!

If he did not see it, it meant that he had avoided it. It also meant that he knew something that he should not have known!

Therefore, even if he had to pretend, he had to charge in as if he knew nothing!

Because his son was looking at him!

The little thing already has its own little idea;

As his father, he could not avoid or retreat!

Outside the villa, the two gods Xing Si and Xing Wu were no longer there.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly; but when he entered the living room of the villa, his brows furrowed even more.

Because in the huge living room, other than the Hetun, there was only Xing Ba!

Even Xing Shi\'er, who was usually by Hetun\'s side, was not present!

The situation was very clear: he had been tricked by the Hetun to leave the mountain!

Yan Bang! Yan Bang!

Life and death depended on fate, and wealth lay in the sky …