Chapter 2479: Feng Xinglang is alive

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The security of apartment buildings like this is generally not very good. And the inhabitants are mixed.
Most of them are people who have fled here, and some are local families in peace.
After excluding some English- and Arabic-speaking migrant families, Fifteen minutes later, Feng Xie targeted a native-speaking and Turkish family.
For Feng Shi, who is good at climbing like this, a convex balcony is easy to turn in.
The space in the entire apartment is very small, turning into the bedroom from the balcony.
There are three simple wooden beds lined up in the messy bedroom. No matter under or under the bed, they are piled up in a mess; there is no place to stand.
From the living room and dining room came the noise of several children, and the women's applause. And then, Feng Shiwu heard a familiar voice. It was the Ivorian accomplice who was responsible for throwing the bodies.
The whole nerve of Feng Shizhuang was tightened, and the fists clenched. Subconsciously touched the dagger on his body. Then he took out a black hood and put it on his head.
The Ivorian accomplice is destined to be alive; but Feng Shiwu heard the noise of children in the living room. If you are forced to do so, Feng Xuan will not do anything to young children under the age of 10.
When Fifteen Fifteen gently pushed the door of the room slightly open, it was discovered that this guy had five children. One was still drinking milk in the arms of a middle-aged woman.
The eldest child is only fifteen or six years old, and is sharing a steak with two younger brothers.
Feng Shiwu stood at the door of the room for a while and hesitated: He was short of time and didn't want to wait; because the master Song Songtai and the little brother Brother were still raining on the side of the abandoned mine.
Originally, Fifteen wanted to make a little noise in the room, so as to attract the Ivorian accomplice into the room. After asking what to ask, he was asked to bury the righteous father Xinglang!
But the noise in the living room was too loud, and Feng Shi didn't have the kindness of being "comfortable and weak," so he appeared directly in front of a family.
The family who was eating dinner was immediately panicked because of the sudden appearance of Feng Shiwu.
It was still Ivorian accomplices' response fast enough, and immediately pulled out a gun at his waist and aimed at Fifteen.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"
Perhaps the cause of robbery has been mixed for a long time, this guy speaks fluent English. Although Feng Xie was wearing a black hood, he guessed that Feng Xie should be of Asian origin.
The guy who was robbed and tossed a few days ago is also an Asian! Reminiscent of the boss and Ivory Coast, he guessed that Feng Shi must have sought revenge.
"Take your gun away, I'll just ask a few questions and leave!"
Feng Shifang said calmly. In the face of a man who aimed at him with a gun, he knew how to deal with this difficult confrontation at the age of fourteen!
"What do you want to ask?" Côte d'Ivoire's associates still held the gun in their hands towards Feng Xuan.
"Feng Xinglang ... is the man who was robbed by Côte d'Ivoire. Where did you leave the body?"
When asked this sentence, Feng Shi's heart hurt. He asked with restrained anger and hatred.
"I don't know ... I don't know Ivory Coast!"
The middle-aged Turk kept the gun in his hand and started his sophistry. He knew that Fifteen was here to get revenge, so he naturally had to clarify the relationship with Côte d'Ivoire.
"Oh, do you? You don't know Côte d'Ivoire? Think about it, did you go to a villa last night? There are many corpses ... one of them should be Ivorian!"
Feng Shifang gently wiped the dagger in his hand, "Remember now?"
With a bang, the Ivorian companion immediately fired at the fifteenth.
Feng Shiwu had drifted to the middle-aged woman the moment he pulled the trigger, and fished the child in her arms.
When the middle-aged man wanted to fire on Feng Xuan again, a dagger hit the neck of the child about two years old.
"Let go of my child!" The middle-aged Turk roared.
"Your lie will kill this child!"
Feng Fifteen was stuck on the child's neck. "I ask you again, where have you left Feng Xinglang's body?"
"In ... at the abandoned mine in Buckell! I only transport ... people were not killed by me! I was not involved in the robbery!" The middle-aged man gasped shortly.
"You lie! I dug all over the abandoned mine ... I didn't find Feng Xinglang's body!"
Feng Shili shouted, and threw the child in his hand directly towards the middle-aged Turk.
Almost conditioned, the middle-aged Turk immediately lowered his gun to seal the child thrown by the fifteenth.
At the same time, Feng Shiwu had rushed in front of him, grabbed the hand in his hand, and then back against his forehead.
"If you don't tell the truth, I will let your family bury my righteous father!" Feng Shifang was furious.
"It was really lost in the abandoned mine in Buckell ... I didn't lie!"
Thinking of Ivory Coast's death, the middle-aged Turk trembled as he held the child's hand. He had vaguely realized that the person in front of him was definitely a ruthless character.
"I'll take you there ... you let my family go!"
The middle-aged Turk decided to introduce Kaifeng fifteen first and change the family's safety.
"Okay! But you have to bring that youngest child!"
Fifteen of course knows that this middle-aged Turk wants to deny himself for the safety of his family. But without taking a hostage, he worried that he was dishonest.
"No ... no ... I'll go alone!" The middle-aged began begging.
"No more nonsense, I'll kill him in one shot!" Feng Shishi whispered, "Hold the child and follow me!"
The middle-aged man's facial muscles beat a few times, and finally he picked up the youngest child under the pressure of Feng Shi.
Just as Feng Shiwu walked towards the door with a gun against the middle-aged man holding the child, a crappy English came behind him.
"That man ... is alive! He ... is alive!"
This is the oldest son of a middle-aged man. It looks like he's only about fifteen.
Fifteen was really shocked. He flew over and immediately grabbed the boy's collar to lift him up.
"What did you say? Feng Xinglang wasn't dead? If you dare lie to me ... you have to take the life of your whole family!"
Fifteen was hissing low. Facing the collapse of his emotions, he couldn't stand someone joking with him.
"That person ... is really alive ... alive ... something ... watch ..."
The boy's English is not very good, he can only piece together with simple English words. He held up one hand and pointed the room with the other finger. "I have his watch! It's him ... for me!"
"Go get it! Don't play tricks!"
Feng Shiwu rushed to the forehead of the middle-aged man, "Otherwise, your father's head would blossom!"
"Okay ... okay ... let me! Take ... don't ... immortal my dad!" The boy immediately walked towards the room.
For security reasons, Feng Shizou hid behind a middle-aged Turk.
Within a minute, the boy took out a black gold ceramic Rolex from the room.
"Côte d'Ivoire sent my dad ... my dad was busy ... and ... I ... drove ... that man ... to the abandoned mine in Buckell ... on the road ... he lives!"
The boy's lame English can really listen to the effort of others.
But for Feng Shiwu, it seemed like he heard the most beautiful words in the world.
"You said ... you said my righteous father is alive?"
Feng Xuan took the black gold ceramic Rolex from the boy. He wasn't sure if the watch was owned by his righteous father. You have to ask the master or the little worm brother to know.
"He's alive ... I let him go ... and ... then he gave me this!"
Look at the boy's expression, it's not like lying.
"You say my righteous father is alive ... then ... where did he go?" Feng Shifang's voice trembled slightly.
This surprise came too suddenly; suddenly it was too late for Feng Shi to believe it to be true.
"He gave me this watch ... and left ... the truck ..."
The boy's vocabulary is still a bit less, so it's a bit difficult to express.
Even his father was shocked by the boy's remarks: he thought the elder son had left the body successfully! He didn't think that the person on the pickup truck came alive and gave his son a watch. Look at the fine workmanship of this watch, it should be expensive.
I have to say that this is also considered to be the death of Feng Xinglang: If the middle-aged Turk was tossed that day, I am afraid that even if Feng Xinglang could survive, he would be killed again!
Obviously, God once again visited him: let the boy cast a corpse for Feng Xinglang instead of his vicious father.
Unexpectedly, due to bumpy roads in the abandoned mine, the unconscious Feng Xinglang woke up.
Because of the boy's immortality, Feng Xinglang left his watch to him!
"Truck? What truck?" Feng Shiwen asked tightly.
"A ... truck ... a dump truck ... he ... he climbed up! Then ... the truck drove away!"
The boy tried to express it in poor English. It is also mixed with Turkish.
"Which truck did my elder father get on?"
Fifteen shouted, "What is the license plate number? Where did it go?"
"I ... I don't know! I didn't see it clearly ... I was also afraid ... I drove away!"
Facing the fierce roar of Feng Xuan, the boy stepped back in horror.
"Should be a truck carrying waste from the mine!"
The middle-aged Turk took his son's words and said, "There are four mines in the city of Bakr!"
"Impossible ... you are lying to me!"
Feng Shiwu reloaded the gun in his hand and reached the forehead of the middle-aged man: "If my right father is still alive, why didn't he contact us?"
It is not unreasonable for Feng Shiwu to make such a speculation. If the righteous father, Feng Xinglang, can escape alive, his first thing to do: contact someone who can go to rescue him in time! Ke Yifu's Feng Xinglang hasn't heard anything for more than two days!