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　　Chapter 420: It's a quick fight, isn't it?

　　"Do you think I will still have that unrealistic 'One Spring Dream' today?"

　　Xueluo coldly mocked himself.

　　"Lin Xueluo, don't you know how many kilograms you have? You even shamelessly want to negotiate with me? What are you going to use to negotiate with me? "

　　Lan Youyou took a bite of the strawberry he had just washed in the big shed.

　　"To tell you the truth, I'm waiting for my foster father! Old Chu's ruffian army can only detain my foster father's cruise for at most ten days! Otherwise, it would escalate into a political issue! Forget about Old Chu, even the First Committee of the Shen City would not be able to hold on! As soon as my foster father is free, I will hand you over to him! His methods, if you think about it, will be unforgettable for the rest of your life! "

　　Indeed, it was something he would never forget for the rest of his life!

　　Xueluo would never forget this in his entire life: Feng Xinglang blocked three bullets from the Hetun with his own body just for his big brother Feng Lixin.

　　Xueluo thought: If Feng Xinglang had been able to stand in front of her and her son, even if it had only been an act, it would have been enough for her to enjoy it for the rest of her life!

　　"I will use your happiness with Feng Xinglang as a bargaining chip!"

　　Xueluo said calmly.

　　She really wanted to end this inhuman life.

　　Xueluo knew that as long as she was still alive, Lan Youyou would come and pester her endlessly!

　　Feng Lixin could not bear to see Lan Youyou die;

　　Feng Xinglang also couldn't bear to see Lan Youyou die.

　　Even Ye Xiaonian, who was loyal to Feng Xinglang, would bow his head in submission because of Lan Youyou's beauty.

　　And Xing San, Lan Youyou's foster father Hetun …

　　With Lan Youyou's background, of course she wouldn't die!

　　But what about her, Lin Xueluo?

　　It was just a tiny fallen leaf in the midst of a storm. Unable to control one's own destiny, it all depended on one's preferences in the rain and the wind. Wherever one wanted to take it, that was the place!

　　Be it turning into spring mud to protect the flowers or turning their bodies into fuel, they were both things that Lin Xueluo couldn't control himself.

　　Therefore, Xueluo wanted to change his fate.

　　"Using my happiness with Feng Xinglang as a bargaining chip? Heh, heh... Lin Xueluo, you don't need to worry about the happiness of me and Ah Lang! "