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　　Chapter 496: Laughing so hard that you can't even close your legs

　　Feng Xinglang decisively chose the latter.

　　He gave the anti-riot vehicle a way, allowing it to successfully and safely pa.s.s through the gap between the two stone blocks.

　　It was only because his child was still sitting inside the anti-riot vehicle; the child that he, Feng Xinglang, had suffered for five years before he was able to recover from!

　　He had left absolute safety to his children; he had chosen to take the risk.

　　He wanted his child to be safe!

　　He couldn't afford to gamble! I don't want to bet with Hetun either!

　　With such a short distance and such a fast speed, it was obviously impossible to safely stop the car. After slowing down, Ferrari's tail forcefully hit the stone block, spinning up half a meter and nearly disintegrating when it hit the lawn.

　　The little friend Linnuo in the anti-riot vehicle was already 5 years old. It was as if he could already understand the words of the foster father Hetun:

　　'Don't worry, just rush over! Feng Xinglang only knows how to hit his own stone blocks, he doesn't dare to hit us! '

　　Just as foster father Hetun had said: That b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father gave up on the anti-riot vehicle that was pressing down on them, and chose to crash into the stone block himself instead.

　　Vaguely, the little guy seemed to not understand why this b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father would be so foolish.

　　But it seemed like the little guy understood!

　　If the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father had really run into him, then it was possible that both cars had run into the stone block at the same time.

　　Because he was sitting on this anti-riot vehicle!

　　Perhaps, this was the difference between a foster father and a biological father!

　　Maybe it was not that Hetun didn't love little Linnuo at all, but it was just that it was more ruthless than his biological father.

　　Feng Xinglang would not use his son's life as the wager, but the Hetun would!

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　　Xueluo was truly unsettled.

　　Ever since her son Linnuo had left with Hetun, her heart had been in her throat.

　　She really wanted to know how surprised Feng Xinglang was when he saw that his son Linnuo was still alive. Would he recognize his son Linnuo? Would he even suspect that his son Linnuo was not his biological son? Or maybe …

　　Xueluo's heart was in a mess, unable to calm down. It was like sitting on pins and needles.

　　Xueluo wanted to know, but he didn't want to know either. It was so contradictory that she felt she would go crazy if she continued like this.

　　When he calmed down, Xueluo also wanted to think: Should he have told Feng Xinglang's son about Linnuo's existence earlier, and whether it was right or wrong?

　　If he had told him in advance, there would not have been the encounter between father and son; there would not have been this shocking meeting as well.