One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 1117 Because of lack of love

　　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 s.h.i.+si, 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!"