Chapter 738: Late night interruption

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Hetun stretched his limbs, sitting calmly in the mahogany chair, waiting for the news of Xing XII and Xing Ba.
The newly added Kung Fu tea set was set aside, but Hetun had no intention to cultivate his own body.
Hetun is not an alien, but he is a stiff straight man. Very straight. So he couldn't accept his own son was blasphemed by a man.
The stack of newspapers had long been taken out of Hetun's sight and destroyed by the housekeeper, but Hetun's mind still haunted those pictures from time to time.
In the accumulation of dryness, he began to mechanically punch the coffee table near him with a heavy punch, making a sound that made him listen more irritably.
"Father, twelve, they are back."
Reporting to Hetun was Xing Laozi, who stood outside the villa door, like one of two thick door panels. He and Lao Xing came here from Peteburg just a day ago.
Xing Ba was injured, and the pace after getting off the car was a bit daunting. Although I have treated the wound myself, it is urgent to remove the bullet that has been embedded in the body.
Xing Twelve did not let Xing Ba go in, but handed Xing Ba directly to Xing Laowu. Then he went into the villa alone and returned to Hetun.
"Did something happen?"
From the low attitude of Xing Shiliang to the crime of begging Jing, Hetun could know the result. But he was a little puzzled: "Is Yanbang really so difficult to deal with?"
"Feng Xinglang suddenly appeared ... he tried to save Yan Bang with his life, so ..."
Xing Shiliang didn't want to make excuses for his failure, but he did. He knew he was wrong. Had it not been for his delay, and he loved his machete too much, he and Xing Ba could still have cut off Yan Bang's crime tools before returning for business.
"Ah? Arang is here too? Is he injured? Didn't you hurt him?"
Mentioning his own son, Hetun jumped up from the teacher's chair and asked hurriedly.
From the expression of Yifu Hetun, it is enough to see that he and Xing Ba made the right choice! If at that time they really wanted to fight against Feng Xinglang and complete the task, I'm afraid they would have no way to deal with Yifu Hetun.
Failure to kill Yan Bang will only result in training; but if Feng Xinglang is injured, he may not have the chance to survive.
Xing Twelve is loyal. But this does not mean that he can die for nothing!
"I didn't shoot Feng Xinglang with my eighth, so I left first." Xing Twelve answered truthfully.
"That's good." Hetun then breathed a sigh of relief and sat back slowly again.
"Yan Bang was not injured lightly, and he couldn't stand the wind for a while and couldn't make waves."
"This time he counts Yan Yan's fate ..." Thinking of it, Hetun asked tightly, "You two didn't reveal your identities?"
"No! But ..." Xing Twelve stopped talking.
"But what?" He Tun asked sharply.
"Father-in-law, but I always think: with the highest IQ of Fengxing Lang Gaoren ... Will he have guessed: are you his biological father?"
Xing Shier's remarks were not targeted, because he realized that Feng Xinglang had just recognized him and Xing Ba in the Royal Dragon City, but he did not tear them apart.
Hetun embraced deeper in the Taishi chair, and seemed to be thinking about Xing's words.
"But ... Xueluo told me that she hadn't mentioned it to Aaron. But Aaron's brain was so good that she could guess it herself."
When he said these words, Hetun seemed to take on a slightly proud tone. Had such a wonderful son been born, wouldn't he let Hetun toss up!
"Yifu, I think Feng Xinglang should have guessed it by himself. Otherwise, this time, we should return to Shencheng, and he should have revenge with us."
Xing Twelve expressed his views and ideas.
"Um ..." Hetun nodded again and again. "This time we returned to Shencheng, Alan was indeed not as aggressive as before. It should have been known that my dad would not hurt him again ..."
He Tun's self-proclaimed 'daddy' is really refreshing. Don't ask if Feng Xinglang would recognize him as such?
This topic well diverted Hetun's attention. Hetun naturally would not blame Xing Shier and Xing Ba for their negligence.
"It's just that Feng Xinglang has been guarding Yan Bang, and it is difficult for us to start a second time. And our routine, Feng Xing Lang is obviously familiar. Will he be angry with your righteous father because of Yan Bang?
Xing Twelve is not stupid: no matter what they do, they will only be injured by the righteous sons who are regarded as tools.
"Can't control so much! This Yanbang must disappear! I don't allow my son Xing Mu to have an unclear relationship with a man! If Ahe is still alive, she won't allow Alang Huh! "
He Tun's aura of speech seemed to regard himself as Feng Xinglang's dad.
It is not difficult to judge from Hetun's words: he still refuses to let Yanbang go!

It was late, and people were quiet.
The child Lin Nuo wrapped around Mummy Xue Luo's neck like a little koala, and snuggled tightly in the arms of her mother.
It seems that the little guy has some contradictions: he longs for the love of his dad, and cherishes his own mom, but he also seems to be afraid that the dad will his own mom.
Still a selfish little eye is playing tricks: the little guy just wants to have the love of kissing his mummy alone.
It has been a long time since I climbed the wall, and Wei Kang's movements have not been as skilled as when he was a mercenary. Fortunately, the villa is not high. After removing the alarm equipment, it is already half sweat.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, there is a warmth.
Looking at the sleeping mother and child on the big Kingsize, Wei Kang couldn't bear to bother.
Do n’t bother! Because the purpose of his trip was to 'disturb' Xue Luo mother and son. Although he felt that his behavior was not kind, but just disturbed, rather than hurt their mother and child, Wei Kang calmly.
He took a step forward, and by moonlight, he saw Lin Nuo, who was walking in Lin Xueluo's arms, holding a small P stock, but a small leg was still resting on Mommy Xueluo's waist. Savage and cute pose.
Wei Kang leaned over and wanted to hold the small thing away from Lin Xueluo's arms; but he didn't think that the little guy's arm was still wrapped around Mummy Lin Xueluo's neck, only Weikang pulled a little, Small things squirmed into Mummy's arms like a big caterpillar.
This possessiveness ... Even if it's a night's sleep, it really dominates Mummy's arms.
Wei Kang patiently spends with small things: if it doesn't work, just pull the second, the third ...
The result was quite amazing: The little guy was not awakened, but awakened Lin Xueluo, who was hugging his son.