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It was very obvious that Xing Er had no reason to lie to Yan Bang.

It was only until this moment that Yan Bang seemed to understand why Hetun had changed his attitude towards Feng Xinglang by 180 degrees!

So it was no wonder that Feng Xinglang could save him from Shallow Water Bay by holding a gun to his own forehead. But Feng Xinglang was completely unharmed!

Thinking about how Hetun was so nervous about Feng Xinglang, the identity of a \'biological father\' was more than enough of an explanation!

Presumably, Feng Xinglang himself already knew of his relationship with the Hetun! Yet, she had never mentioned anything about him, Yan Bang!

"Heh heh... "Hahahaha..."

Yan Bang let out a self-deprecating cold laugh from his nose.

He was ridiculing himself: he thought that everything he had done was for Feng Xinglang\'s sake, but he never expected that Feng Xinglang and Hetun\'s relationship was actually father and son!

Then what was his behavior?

It was just a wishful thinking on his part! Feng Xinglang didn\'t need it at all!

When she thought about it, she felt that her actions were not only laughable, but also rather lamentable.

Yan Bang did not care about how he risked his life for Feng Xinglang, but after knowing that what he had done was unnecessary, Yan Bang did not have the ability to face off against him!

"Second Brother, it\'s my foster father." Xing Ba then gave the satellite phone to Xing Er.

"Foster father..."

"Second brother, on account of Ah Lang, let him go!"

On the other side of the phone, Hetun\'s voice was filled with sadness.

After all, Yan Bang was his son, Xing Lang.

"I understand, foster father." You can rest for a while, once Ah Lang has any news, I will inform you. "

Xing Er could hear the exhaustion and hoarseness in Hetun\'s voice. It seemed that ever since his foster father came here to obtain his son, he had grown old at a speed several times faster than before.

Regarding the contents of the phone call between Xing Er and Hetun, Yan Bang already had no time to listen to it. He was already shocked to the point that he wished he were dead by the shocking news that Xing Er had brought him.

Xing Er clearly knew: If they really let Yan Bang go, it would mean endless troubles in the future.

Yan Bang was the local leader of the Shen City, if he were to rise again, it would definitely become troublesome. If he still harbored dirty thoughts towards Feng Xinglang, then the future that he would bring would be a round robin!

How could Feng Xinglang, who had a wife and son, be together with Yan Bang!

Xing Er once again thought of that method that would end this once and for all.

Only by getting rid of the dirt on Yan Bang\'s body would he be able to eliminate his endless entanglement with Feng Xinglang!

Xing Er leaned over. He, who had lived in Mexico for a long time, spoke in Spanish next to Blackie\'s ear. Then he turned and left.

The bodyguard named Hei Zi took out a cold dagger from his leg, and approached Yan Bang slowly and quietly.

From the moment he pulled out the blade, Xing Ba already knew what he wanted to do to Yan Bang.

Since Hetun said to spare Yan Bang\'s life, Xing Er would definitely not go against his wishes. But to cause Yan Bang to lose something on his body, it was within the range that he could execute.

Xing Ba understood Xing Er\'s intention. Therefore, he did not stop them.

Xing Er\'s bodyguards who were in close combat had all been trained and created from the rain of bullets, blood, and flesh. Their methods were so ruthless that there was not even a trace of humanity in them. It could even be described as cruel to the bone.

Yan Bang should have been washed by the high-pressure water gun, his clothes tightly stuck to his body, outlining his Sawasinger physique. Without even cutting open his clothes, Xing Er\'s close combat bodyguard Hei Zi was forcefully lifted up, and his blade fell down right after …

At this moment, Yan Bang seemed to still be immersed in the relationship between the father and son of the Hetun.

He just couldn\'t understand: How did Feng Xinglang become the Hetun\'s biological son?

What about Feng Yishan? Bottle cover dad?

"Ugh …" "Ahhh!"

Yan Bang\'s miserable scream resounded throughout the entire basement, as if it was ripping the sky above the whole villa.

Yan Bang was like a fish that had been thrown ashore, struggling in pain.

After he wiped the blood-stained dagger clean on Yan Bang\'s body, Xing Er\'s personal bodyguard, Blackie, quickly left the basement in a flash.

Xing Ba silently looked at the struggling and screaming Yan Bang, and silently lowered his eyelids.

More than half of Yan Bang\'s pants were already dyed blood, it was terrifying and strange.

Xing Ba clearly knew that if he did not stop Yan Bang from bleeding, Yan Bang would die from the shock.

And he would die quite quickly! This was equivalent to killing Yan Bang in an even crueler way!

He didn\'t know what Xing Ba\'s motive was, but he decided to stay and help Yan Bang stop the fatal blood loss.

Thinking about it, there must have been something good about him that could make Feng Xinglang save him with his life.

Perhaps the heavens were moved by his compassion.

After Xing Ba did the physical hemostasis treatment on Yan Bang, he also found the hemostasis medicine in the basement.

Cong Gang was also a bloodthirsty person, he had all sorts of basic first-aid tools and medicines.

Half an hour later, Xing Ba finally left the basement. He released Yan Bang who had fainted from the chains and placed him on the ground. Slightly tilted and raised his wound to slow the loss of blood.

Whether Yan Bang could live on, and how long he could survive in this empty basement, Xing Ba did not know.

Everything depended on whether Yan Bang\'s life was good enough!

The way Linnuo trained people was something that he had learnt from his childhood in Pater Castle.

It was good for Hetun, Xing Shi\'er and the others, but it was also good for Cong Gang.

"Cong Gang... Big caterpillar, bad caterpillar, where\'s my father? I want to see him! Quick, bring me to see Feng Xinglang! "

The little guy was being carried by Cong Gang, and was arrogantly pulling at Cong Gang\'s ears. Looking at the skillful methods of the little guy, he must have pulled at Xing Shi\'er and the others\' ears quite a bit.

"Your father is not here yet! I\'ll take you when I get there! Let\'s have dinner first! "

"I won\'t eat! You\'re not allowed to eat it! They could only eat them after Feng Xinglang! If we can\'t wait for Feng Xinglang, you and I will have to continue waiting while starving! Until I meet Feng Xinglang! "

The little guy stubbornly roared. Not for a moment.

When the dinner was served, the hungry little guy did not eat it at all; furthermore, he did not allow Cong Gang to eat it either!

He knew that this little thing was harder to deal with than his own father, but he didn\'t expect this little fellow to be so good at tormenting people.

He couldn\'t fight like this, so there was no point in reprimanding him.

Fortunately, Cong Gang\'s temperament was good, and had always accompanied the little guy as he waited gently.

There was one thing that Cong Gang was very clear of: if Feng Xinglang knew that he was using his own son as a bargaining chip, he probably would be the one risking his life. His plan would be ruined.

However, if this little thing was not able to see his father, Cong Gang would definitely feel good after a night of ruckus.