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　　Were they really from the Hetun?

　　What was that old fogey trying to do?

　　Or perhaps, it was just a secret method of exchange between the Hetun and Cong Gang?

　　After getting rid of Yan Bang, they were even continuing to play with Cong Gang in secret?

　　Was this old fellow full? Or did he think that he didn't die fast enough?!

　　However, Feng Xinglang was also clear that the death of Yan Bang was at most a cruel and cold spectator. The direct reason was that he had gotten angry and offended that troublesome thing, Fang Ruhai.

　　And now, between the Hetun and Cong Gang ….

　　The deep hatred and hatred between them could be said to have existed for a long time! If one side wanted to kill the other side, they had the motive and the ability to do so.

　　But why did he have to use Feng Tuantuan as the fuse?

　　Not only did it affect the fishes in the pool, it was also a form of contempt and terrible injury to him, Feng Xinglang.

　　Feng Xinglang quickly walked downstairs, wanting to find a random Hetun to interrogate. With how arrogant and conceited Hetun was, if he was the one who did this, he wouldn't dare to do it and not dare to do it.

　　In fact, Feng Xinglang had his own doubts too: If Hetun wanted to deal with Cong Gang, she would directly bring people to Qibei Mountain City to kill him. That would also fit Hetun's viciousness and ruthlessness.

　　Using a four year old little girl as an example shouldn't seem like it was done by a tyrannical Hetun.

　　However, now that all the clues were pointing towards the Hetun, Feng Xinglang felt that it was indeed necessary to make this trip.

　　Just as he went downstairs, he saw the Old Mo and the driver carrying his brother, Feng Lixin, towards the main villa of the Feng Family.

　　"What happened to my brother?"

　　Feng Xinglang rushed forward quickly and took the breathless Feng Lixin from the Old Mo's hands.

　　"First Young Master fell outside the district. He probably injured his leg."

　　Old Mo was also panting heavily. Although he looked to be getting on in years, but he was already past the age of a jellyfish, if he wanted to control Feng Lixin who was anxious to find her daughter, he would need to use more than just his physical strength.

　　Feng Lixin's leg seemed to be dragging itself; his other leg was also limping; his face that could not calm down had turned pale white.

　　"Feng Lixin, do you want to die?"

　　Feng Xinglang reached out his arms and wrapped them around Feng Lixin's waist to support his body.

　　"Xinglang... Have you found the whereabouts of the regiment? "

　　The hand Feng Lixin was holding onto Feng Xinglang's shoulder, was trembling; his entire being was trapped in extreme anxiety and panic, and unable to control itself.

　　"Since you're so unfaithful, even if I find you, I won't tell you!"

　　Feng Xinglang scoffed somewhat angrily. Looking at Feng Lixin's half-dead appearance, his heart ached with both pain and fury.

　　"Xinglang... If something happens to them, I. "I …"

　　"How are you?"

　　Feng Xinglang took over Feng Lixin's words, "You won't be able to continue living, right? Feng Lixin, can't you help yourself not cause trouble for me? My beloved good big brother?! "

　　"I am their biological father … Her daughter had disappeared, but there was nothing she could do! I can only worry! "

　　Feng Lixin choked with sobs, he was so sad that he couldn't even speak.

　　Looking at Feng Lixin whose face was filled with tears that could barely hold back, Feng Xinglang instinctively hugged him tightly in his arms.

　　"Enough, stop howling!" Feng Lixin, you just wait obediently at home! I already have a bunch of people falling! "

　　These words were undoubtedly to pacify Feng Lixin. Because even now, Feng Xinglang was not sure whether the ball was in Cong Gang's hands or the Hetun's!