Chapter 1303 - Feng Xinglang could not afford to give it

　　The little guy was crying?

　　It was the sound of someone crying, unable to control his emotions. He was probably crying.

　　Cong Gang suddenly stopped talking about 'educating' the little guy, and even his tone became gentler.

　　"Why are you crying? That's all? "

　　"I'm still a child! Why are you so mean to me? "

　　The little guy complained as he behaved, "I treat you as a good friend!"

　　Cong Gang could not even utter a single word of criticism. He kept feeling that his face, which looked like someone's, was swaying in front of his eyes, while his eyes were filled with tears.

　　Originally, he wanted to teach the little guy: Don't trust others so easily, and even more so, don't beg others!

　　including Cong Gang!

　　That was because the little fellow could not accurately determine who had other plans for him!

　　"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

　　He had wanted to give the little guy a cruel practical lesson, but the little guy's crying had turned into a silent compromise.

　　The little guy sniffed his slightly blocked nose, "Caterpillar, I want to ask you for a favor …"

　　"Well, the caterpillar is listening! However, this task was within the capabilities of the giant caterpillar. Otherwise, the big caterpillar can do nothing. "

　　Cong Gang wanted to express to the little fellow that he was not omnipotent. Not all matters could be settled by him.

　　"Big caterpillar, help my foster father … Only you can help my foster father! "

　　So the little guy had spent so much effort to contact Cong Gang, and actually wanted him to help Hetun?

　　"Help your foster father?"

　　Cong Gang seemed to be slightly startled as he asked, "What happened to your foster father?"

　　"My foster father is injured..." The little guy rubbed its nose with the back of its hand. "Eighth Brother is also injured!"

　　"Aren't there still Xing s.h.i.+'er and the rest! Your foster father's foster son is like a crucian carp in the river, you don't have to worry about him! "

　　"This time, the situation is very bad. My foster father went to Mexico City to save my second brother, but my second brother was hidden away … Father and Eighth Brother were ambushed by those bad guys, and they were even injured. "

　　"You can have your father rush over to save your foster father! After all, your foster father is your biological father. "

　　Cong Gang clearly knew that the reason he had said that was because he was creating trouble for himself, but his brain still said it.

　　"My biological father … He didn't have much ability! Even if he went, he would only be throwing his life away! "It won't help."

　　He had slandered his own father to such an extent because he couldn't bear to see his father take the risk.

　　"Even with your father's superior IQ, that giant caterpillar still won't be able to help!"

　　Cong Gang's lazy voice revealed an unspeakable exhaustion. One had to know, a few hours ago, he had also experienced a life or death situation.