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Even if he was pursued by the Hetun, he could at least bring Lan Youyou along to die with him.
It was better than being unable to live, unable to die!
Controlling the initiative was very important!
Even if it was only his own power in life or death.
"Good!" It was decided! We will help each other! You believe in me, and I believe in you too! "
They thought that Feng Xinglang would add a series of conditions to this, but they never expected that he would actually agree to it.
"Wash yourself and get ready tonight. He also wanted to think about the route he would take to leave this place. Tomorrow morning, I will let you smoothly bring Lan Youyou away from the hospital! I'll prepare ten days' worth of medicine for you all. "
Feng Xinglang's words caused Xing San to feel that it was inconceivable: The Hetun had put in so much effort to capture him, why would they let him go so easily?
"I only have one request: You must bring Lan Youyou and leave this place. Never ever step foot half a step into the Shen City! "
"I can definitely do this!"
Xing San replied. These additional conditions couldn't be considered as conditions at all. Furthermore, Xing San had never liked Shen City.
"Good!" I'll send you off tomorrow! You should be at ease if I become your hostage. "
Feng Xinglang slowly stood up, "Don't get too excited by a good rest tonight! I still have to communicate with that old Hetun! "
"Then I wish you success in communicating with me!"
Xing San raised the gla.s.s of red wine in front of him and slowly drank it all, "Feng Xinglang, you are worthy of my trust!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing San, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
Outside the warehouse, Xing Ba was leisurely eating his chocolate bean. When Feng Xinglang had entered, he had chosen to ignore his.
Feeling that the injured and crippled Xing San would not be able to escape from the palms of Xing s.h.i.+qi, Xing Ba gave the Prince Xing a convenience.
"You heard it?" Feng Xinglang asked in disappointment.
"En, I'm not deaf!"
"What do you think of my plan? Isn't that perfect? " The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth raised into a faint smile.
"It's perfect to the point of madness!"
Xing Ba let out a long sigh, "Don't worry, your father will definitely pour cold water over your head!"
In Xing Ba's opinion, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang to convince the Hetun to let Xing San go.
However, it was not impossible … Unless …
It should be beautiful!
"You don't have to worry about that! Find some clean clothes for Xing San later on, and help him treat his wounds while they are at it. Don't lock him up, just lock him up. He is your sworn brother, you should be able to help him with that! "
"Prince Xing, aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? My foster father has a deep hatred for Third Bro's betrayal! "
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you." You just wait here and receive Hetun's order. It's not difficult to do something after receiving the order, right? "
"..."
Xing Ba was startled, "Feng Xinglang, are you really confident in convincing my foster father?"
"Let's give it a try!"
Feng Xinglang walked away, leaving Xing Ba with a lonely yet straight back.
In that moment, Xing Ba suddenly felt that Feng Xinglang was a good person!
This was how Xing Ba defined people to be good!
"Eighth brother, do you want to lock him up?"
Inside the warehouse, Xing s.h.i.+qi's questioning voice came out. Presumably, he had heard the conversation between Xing Ba and Feng Xinglang.
"No need! "Just watch him carefully!"
Xing Ba replied indifferently. Vaguely, he believed that Feng Xinglang could convince the foster father Hetun!
… ….
In the 10 m corridor, Feng Xinglang felt like he had walked for a century.
