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　　Chapter 398: That wasn't a failure.

　　Only they themselves knew what kind of feelings existed between the two brothers.

　　It was something that was deeply ingrained in his bones!

　　At this moment, Feng Lixin's tears proved that he understood Feng Xinglang's actions!

　　It was as if he had left his hope of survival for Feng Xinglang in the sea of flames in the underground warehouse without even thinking!

　　"If you are alive, then I am alive!"

　　Feng Xinglang kissed Feng Lixin on the forehead.

　　Feng Lixin could understand clearly these words. Because that was what he had told Feng Xinglang in the underground warehouse more than half a year ago.

　　When he said that, he didn't ask for anything in return.

　　But today, at this time and place, Feng Xinglang had still repaid him with such a method!

　　Feng Lixin didn't know how to reject Feng Xinglang, so he just sobbed and sobbed.

　　It was said that men's tears were the most precious, but at this moment, Feng Lixin couldn't help but cry bitterly.

　　He did not try to persuade Feng Xinglang anymore, because he did not know where to start.

　　Feng Xinglang turned around, and faced the Hetun once again, and his sharp eyes became calm.

　　"Hetun, if you are still a f * cking man, don't shoot a weak woman with a weak hand!

　　"If you have the guts, then you …"

　　Bang! A gunshot sounded out, interrupting Feng Xinglang's provocative and arrogant words.

　　Xueluo shut her eyes tightly, using both her hands to protect her stomach; before she could understand the intent of Feng Xinglang's provocations, a gunshot sounded out.

　　In such a large cabin, the transmission was very ear-piercing!

　　Xueluo even stopped breathing!

　　She thought the gun in Hetun's hand had hit her body. After she recovered from the terrifying fear, she discovered that there were no traces of being shot.

　　There was no pain. The little girl in his stomach was still there!

　　Did the bullet miss him? But she could hear the sound of the bullet hitting the target.

　　If she wasn't shot, who was?

　　Xueluo immediately turned around to check.

　　With just a single glance, Xueluo's face was covered in tears.

　　The bullet hit the leg of Feng Xinglang's right leg. Blood was pouring out from that b.l.o.o.d.y hole.

　　Feng Xinglang's body staggered a few steps, and only when he was on the wheelchair behind him, was he able to stabilize his body so that he wouldn't fall down.