Chapter 635: He's a bastard, and it's my dad!

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Step out of the Hetun of the sacrifice room and take advantage of the pace.
There seemed to be an invisible hand clenching his neck tightly, making him breathless.
The depression that choked him!
Hetun didn't know why he had such a weird feeling: It seemed that it wasn't the woman and Fengyishan who had just been punished, but he Hetun himself.
After so many years of depression, he should be relieved and happy at this moment, but Hetun feels that he is even heavier. What happened to myself?
Hetun instinctively wanted to reach out and grab something to stabilize his body. But there was a cricket under his feet, and he planted it violently to one side.
"The righteous father ..."
Xing Twelve came forward quickly and picked up the crumbling Hetun with his arms. "Yifu, what's wrong with you?"
Xing Shiliang clearly felt that Yifu Hetun's body was shaking. The palms of Hetun's palms were already sweaty.
Hetun stabilized his posture and waved toward Xing Shier.
"I'm fine ... what about fifteen?"
Hetun desperately needed an object that could soothe his trembling soul.
"Old Eight is with him!"
Xing Twelve found out more and more: that the elder Father Hetun was getting older, and he couldn't leave the fifteenth.
Xing Shi was left behind to guard Feng Xinglang and the sacrifice room; Xing Shi was helping Hetun to go to Xiaoshi's children's room.
In front of the door of the children's room, Hetun pushed and opened Xing XII, who helped him. After adjusting his breath slightly, Hetun pushed in.
These days, Xing Ba can have the opportunity to spend time with Xiaoshi alone. Only a few days, it seems that all kinds of brothers are affectionate.
At the moment Hetong pushed in the door, Xing Ba immediately jumped up from the children. He knows that Yifu Hetun doesn't like others to be close to his favorite little fifteen.
"Fifteen ... fifteen?"
He Tun lowered his voice and whispered twice. He didn't get the response from the little guy and didn't worry. Instead, he stepped forward and gently pecked on the little cheek.
"You little thing, why do you sleep like a little pig?"
As he said, Hetun stepped on his military boots and moved on. The crib is not large, and Hetun can only lay on his side. But it looks like he is going to sleep with the little guy in the children's room tonight.
What Xing Bagang was about to say was dragged out of the children's room.
"Old twelve, what's wrong with your righteous father?" Xing Ba thought that tonight's righteous father Hetun was weird.
"I don't know! Let 15 be with the righteous father tonight."
"Have Fengxinglang been disposed of by his father?" Xing Ba asked again.
"Not yet ... but Feng Xinglang is not badly injured. Whether he can survive tonight depends on his own good fortune."
Xing Twelve was at the gate of the sacrifice room. He is not involved. But he knew everything that happened.
"Fifteen ... seems to know that his dad is in Peteburg." Xing Ba ambiguous reminded Xing Shir.
"Well ... so the righteous father will let us make another round: let Fifteen think his dad was rescued by Pete Fort. As long as Feng Xinglang died outside of Pete Fort, he can also clear the relationship. ! "
Xing Bamo paused for a while, and sighed, "The righteous father is really hard for fifteen!"
Wei Dun, Xing Ba also added: "But I think: even if Feng Xinglang died outside Pete Fort, fifteen will still have trouble with his righteous father."
"Since you know the seriousness of the situation, why should you let Fifteen see Feng Xinglang?"
Xing Twelve asked back.
"Yes ... it was fifteen who discovered his dad." Xing Ba blinked a little.
"Have you been a good person in front of fifteen ... you have a clear mind!"
Xing Shiliang dropped this sentence and then left.
Xing Ba was silent in place, thinking for a long time.

When fifteen woke up, there was already a bright sun outside. There was clear skies over Pittsburgh.
The little guy was in a hug and uncomfortable.
Looking up, I saw Hetun, his righteous father, holding him in a circle.
He Tun's strong body can only be sideways, most of his back is exposed; but the little guy in his arms is wrapped tightly.
"Yifu?" The little man murmured, with the childishness just waking up.
"Well." Hetun instinctively tightened his arms. "Wake up so early? Sleep again."
The little man pursed his lips, seemed to stop talking, but seemed to have enough courage.
"Father, can you release Feng Xinglang's bastard? Drive him out of Peteburg ... and then stay in Peteburg for fifteenth, and stay with her.
The little guy's tone was inexplicably tragic. He can even lose the freedom he always wanted in order to seal off his father.
"Feng Xinglang has treated your mother and son so cruelly. Why do you forgive him? Because he is your father and father?"
Hetun did not acknowledge or deny that Feng Xinglang was in Pete Fort. Instead, he asked the little guy at a different angle.
"Neither I nor Mum forgive him! But Feng Xinglang is not fifteen of Mum's enemies ..."
"Who are your enemies with your mum? Can you be your righteous father?"
Hetun angrily interrupted Xiaoshi's words.
The little boy squeezed his mouth tightly and stopped talking. Just begging staring at Hetun. Mommy said: When the righteous father is angry, he can't disobey him, but follow him. Otherwise, it will only attract more beats.
The little guy is not afraid of being hit by Hetun, but he is afraid that his father, Hetun, will be angry with his father, Feng Xinglang. Just like the old man said: The righteous father under anger will unload the bastard's father.
After a lapse of night, the radon in Hetun seemed to have accumulated again. Without the oppressive suffocation of last night, his fierce and brutal nature was restored.
Hetun stared at Xiao 15 and Xiao 15 also looked back at He Tun. The old and the young seemed to be playing in silence.
What makes Hetun angry is not just the little fifteen asking for pity for his bastard's father, but also the look at Hetun at this moment.
It was no longer completely innocent, but a little bit more of his own thoughts.
Sisi's rebellion, and the lingering anger.
How can the child he raised in his own hand be honoured by his common enemy and hostile to his righteous father?
"Old Eight!"
He Tun shouted loudly.
"The righteous father!" Xing Ba, who was outside the door, immediately pushed in.
"Look fifteen! Don't allow him to leave this room for half a step!"
He Tun growled violently and left the children's room. Bare feet, even military boots forgot to wear.
"Yifu ... you can't kill Feng Xinglang! I will hate you! I hate you forever! No matter how he is, he is my dear!"
In the children's room behind him, there was a roar of the little guy's sizzling exhaustion.