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Xing Ba would always remember that he was only a puppet and a tool.

Like many foster son s, he only needed to obey orders and follow orders.

It\'s best not to have your own thoughts.

Having no thoughts was their best performance as foster son.

According to Xing Shisi, who was still recuperating in Pater Castle, foster father Hetun had adopted another ten new foster son s. In other words, as long as the organization and organization within the Hetun\'s grasp remained, they would continuously provide him with fresh blood.

Other than Little Fifteen, who was blood related to the Hetun, the other foster son s were just tools and fodder. They could not decide for themselves what they were going to do or where they were going to go from here.

Facing Feng Xinglang who was running like the wind, Xing Wu\'s appearance became extremely simple and honest. He could not help but hide his fierce side.

"Prince Xing..."

He learned this from Old Xing. Xing Wu and the rest could not help but cry out in displeasure when they heard that.

Before Xing Wu could finish his sentence, Feng Xinglang threw a right hook punch towards his honest face.

As the saying goes: Don\'t hit a smiling person with your hand!

Although the Xing Wu\'s smile was silly, his welcome outside was definitely not unfriendly.

Yet Feng Xinglang, who was still burning with anger, still beat him up.

It was just as Xing Ba had expected: Not only would Crown Prince Feng Xinglang come to denounce him, he would also vent his anger.

Thus, the innocent Xing Wu became the target of his anger.

Xing Wu was stunned after being beaten up. It was as if he did not understand where the anger from Prince Xing came from.

Just as Xing Wu was in a daze, Feng Xinglang rushed towards him ruthlessly, wanting to beat him to the ground.

But how could Xing Wu, who had an exaggerated body like that of the green giant Hulk, be easily defeated?

What\'s more, Feng Xinglang\'s internal injuries were not completely healed.

A burst of sweetness rose from his throat, Feng Xinglang swallowed it instinctively, but it still leaked out a little.

Feng Xinglang did not stop his violent attacks on the Xing Wu. On his third attempt to attack the Xing Wu, he was caught by the Xing Wu and held onto him tightly.

"Feng Xinglang, stop hitting me! "You\'re injured, speak up …"

The Xing Wu communicated with Feng Xinglang using his stiff Chinese, as if he had forgotten that Feng Xinglang could understand Spanish.

After being bound by Xing Wu\'s iron arms to his upper body, Feng Xinglang who was unable to unleash his four limbs smashed his forehead fiercely into Xing Wu\'s face.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang\'s hostility was strong, Xing Ba, who was hiding in the villa, had no choice but to come forward and advise.

He knew that with Xing Wu\'s skill and body, even if he called for two or three bare-handed Feng Xinglang s, they would still not be able to do anything to him.

He was the one with a \'heart ached\' status, Feng Xinglang.

If Feng Xinglang really got hurt twice, he and Xing Wu would not be able to explain it to foster father Hetun.

It has to be said that the Hetun was never very reasonable. He would only see his own son hurt. Even though this wound was caused by him hitting someone else.

"Prince Xing, calm down! If you have something to say, then say it! "

Xing Ba did not signal for the Xing Wu to release the restriction on Feng Xinglang, but spoke words to divert Feng Xinglang\'s attention.

"What do you mean by leaving Yan Bang behind?"

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and questioned, "Bringing him along with you is just an easy task!"

"Yan Bang deserves to die anyway!"

Xing Wu shouted in an unpleasant tone.

"Prince Xing, although you think this way, your foster father doesn\'t think this way."

Xing Ba initially did not want to draw the enmity between Feng Xinglang and Hetun\'s father and son, but there were some facts that even if they were a little more cruel, Feng Xinglang still had to know them.

"My foster father said: The disappearance of Yan Bang will benefit the three of you from loving each other!"

After slightly restraining his breath, Xing Ba added, "At that time, it was an urgent situation, and Yan Bang\'s movements were also inconvenient, so foster father, in order to protect the safety of fifteen years of age, left Yan Bang on the cruise ship and resigned him to his fate!"

Xing Ba was very tactful. The truth was that the Hetun told the Xing Wu to give Yan Bang a shot so that he wouldn\'t face any future troubles!

Feng Xinglang stared straight at Xing Ba with his serene eyes.

Suddenly, he realised that he could not refute Xing Ba at all.

Yan Bang was his close friend, so the Hetun did not have the duty to save him!

From a certain point of view, the Hetun merely watched as he died.

Presumably, the Hetun didn\'t have such a kind heart, but instead saved a person who had an ulterior motive towards his son.

What could Feng Xinglang blame Xing Ba and the others? They were only following orders!

"Cough cough …"

The anger accumulated in his heart could not be vented, and with the fierce battle just now, Feng Xinglang coughed twice, and fresh blood came out of his mouth.

"Let me go!"

Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.

"Feng Xinglang, you suffered internal injuries." Xing Wu still hadn\'t loosened his grip on Feng Xinglang.

A figure flashed behind Feng Xinglang, and used a hand blade to ruthlessly smash onto his neck, immediately striking him down with a wave of dizziness.

"Ol \'Eight, why did you knock him out?" The Xing Wu humphed.

"If we don\'t knock him out, can\'t we just let him hit us?"

Xing Ba scoffed, "With his stubborn temper, he won\'t listen to anything we say!"

That night, Hetun followed Xing Shi\'er to the hall of the province, and was not at Shallow Water Bay.

Not only was his own son\'s family beaten up, their freedom was also restricted for a few days. The Hetun would definitely seek justice.

Looking at the antibiotic hung on Feng Xinglang\'s sickbed, Xing Ba sighed once again: How can I send this disaster back?

With foster father Hetun not here, they could not fight, and they could not be coaxed … Even if she was beaten, she was afraid that the Crown Prince would hurt his own body!

He slanted his eyes to look at Xing Wu, only to realize that he rarely went silent and stared at the unconscious Feng Xinglang, lost in thought.

"Ol \'Eight, do you think Feng Xinglang really likes Yan Bang?"

Xing Wu\'s sudden question really stunned Xing Ba.

"Well... It\'s really hard to say! "

Xing Ba, who was unable to answer in a short while, added on with an enigmatic and powerful sentence, "You wouldn\'t understand even if I told you!"

"I can understand that, speak!"

Xing Wu ignored Xing Ba and continued to question him.

"I think, if it\'s just looking at face, if Feng Xinglang really likes Yan Bang, then it would be better for him to like Bai Mo!"

Xing Ba intentionally circled the Xing Wu, speaking nonsense, "Look at Bai Mo, that guy\'s skin is so tender, like a little lady\'s, that\'s so likeable!"

The Xing Wu asked again, puzzled, "Then he likes Yan Bang … Is it because of brotherhood? "

"More or less! But it couldn\'t be considered to be \'like\'! Feng Xinglang is a righteous and loyal person! "

After a slight pause, Xing Ba said in a deep voice, "Perhaps it\'s because of my lack of love since I was young!"

"Lacking love from a young age?"

Xing Wu will never understand this.

Xing Ba did not continue to waste his saliva with the Xing Wu.

He thought of Lin Xueluo, a woman who could calm Feng Xinglang\'s heart and follow her back to the Feng Family.

When Xing Ba called, Xueluo was sitting at the dining table with her two children eating dinner.

Feng Lixin was in the living room talking on the phone, probably asking about the matters regarding the case.

Xueluo could not eat anything at all. She could only chew and swallow the food that Nuonuo and the group were feeding to him.

"Aunty, this meatball has a small bone in it. You have to chew it carefully."

Feng Tuantuan\'s childish voice reminded Xueluo, who was looking out of the window every now and then.

Seeing that the call was from Shallow Water Bay, Xueluo immediately focused to answer it.

"Lin Xueluo, I\'ll have to trouble you to come and bring the Prince Xing back to take a good rest."

"Where is Xinglang?"

"Yes." He even beat up Old Five. Under the influence of his own strength, he also suffered some minor injuries. "

Xing Ba said with a humorous tone.

"Alright, I\'ll be right there!" Xueluo immediately replied.

Of course, Linnuo would not let his mother go out alone.

As the patriarch of the family, Feng Lixin would obviously not go with his younger brother\'s wife and nephew.

Feng Tuantuan did not want to be left alone at home.

Therefore, the Butler Mo could only let the driver, the Xiao Hu, drive a nanny van that was as spacious as a caravan to meet the driver.

The process of receiving the blood was considered to be successful, because Feng Xinglang who was in the infusion state at that time was in a peaceful slumber.

Xing Ba called Lin Xueluo to the side and said a few words to him.

"Lin Xueluo, for the next few days, you better stay close to Prince Xing! I mustn\'t let him off so easily... Yan Bang is already dead, he won\'t be able to come back. "

Xueluo cried out in alarm, "Ah? Yan Bang has really... "

"Hm!" "Dead!"

Xing Ba replied with an affirmative tone.

It might hurt, it might be lost, but it was still too long and painful.

Xueluo was silent for a long time.

"Prince Xing is a person who values loyalty and righteousness … A day or two of sadness was inevitable. But I believe that with you two, mother and son, he will be able to revive very soon! "

This was the reason why Xing Ba had asked Lin Xueluo and her son to come and fetch him.

Xueluo nodded silently. It still could not believe that Yan Bang had died.

Along the way, Xueluo did not speak a word, and only tightly held onto her husband Feng Xinglang\'s other hand that was not filled with fluids.

"Uncle... Wake up. We\'ll be home soon. "

Feng Tuantuan crawled beside Feng Xinglang\'s stretcher, using her tender hands to poke Uncle\'s nose from time to time.

"Papa, why isn\'t Uncle awake yet? "How long will he sleep?"

Feng Lixin then pulled her daughter back onto his lap, "Don\'t make a scene, let your Uncle sleep a little longer."

Feng Lixin\'s mood was even deeper than Xueluo\'s.

In Feng Lixin\'s eyes, Yan Bang was like the savior of their Feng Brothers.

But now, Yan Bang was dead. He died on the way to save his brother Feng Xinglang.

It seemed like the Feng Brothers who owed Yan Bang, would never be able to repay him again in this lifetime!

"Mommy, is Big Bangbang really dead?"

Little Linnuo raised his head and said, "My foster father is too despicable! and actually left Big Bangbang alone on the cruise. "

Because it failed to take good care of Big Bangbang, the little thing had always felt guilty and uncomfortable.

Xueluo didn\'t know how to answer her son\'s question.

He only felt that his own heart … It hurts.