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　　Chapter 977 - Second Master, long time no see!

　　"From the looks of it, that kid is pretty protective of our master!" However, you are relatively hostile towards us! "

　　When he thought about how Basong had stared at him when he entered the Shallow Water Bay, Xing Ba fell into deep thought.

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er, who was silent at the side, kept thinking: Did Basong's movements resemble that of someone?

　　Logically speaking, unless a youngster in his early twenties underwent professional training, it would be very difficult for him to have such skills.

　　Professional training?

　　During the test just now, Xing s.h.i.+'er had the nagging feeling that Basong was very wary of him, including the foster father Hetun.

　　Although it was only right for him to protect his master, it wasn't necessary for him to have a hostile and hostile look in his eyes!

　　Furthermore, Basong should be able to tell: Hetun and the rest do not pose any danger to his master, Feng Xinglang!

　　To show hostility in such a relaxed environment meant that hatred was born from the heart!

　　But Xing s.h.i.+'er and the others did not know Basong, so it could be considered to be their first time meeting each other today.

　　Unless someone told Basong: Hetun and the others want to be enemies with him!

　　"Oh right, Eighth Brother, have you found out about the things you did to Feng Tuantuan's son?"

　　Hetun kept his concern for his son and turned to Xing Ba and asked.

　　"There's no problem with the identification items we sent; there's no problem with the identification results; the problem should have been during the doctor's inspection and had been replaced!"

　　"Subcontract? Would it be related to Lan Youyou? "

　　"I've checked on that doctor, he has no relations.h.i.+p with Lan Youyou at all! I think it's more like a prank! "

　　"A prank?"

　　Hetun raised his thick eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "You took so much effort just to make me believe that Feng Tuantuan is my son's flesh and blood?"

　　Xing Ba was silent for a moment, as though this reason was a little far-fetched.

　　"I think this person wants to create a conflict between you and the Feng Brothers … …" Xing s.h.i.+'er took over.

　　"Using a child to create conflict? This person really has evil intentions! "

　　"Father, then should we continue the investigation?"

　　"Keep investigating! Until the truth was revealed! "I don't want anyone to walk in the dark with their nose in their hands!"

　　Hetun had been wondering: What kind of person could toy with him with such ease?

　　Furthermore, he could come and go as he pleased without anyone noticing!

　　"Good foster father!"

　　"As for Yan Bang …"

　　"Let's wait and see!"

　　Hetun sighed helplessly. "After all, Yan Bang helped Ah Lang before, and it's not time to 'shave and heal' Ah Lang! Ah Lang is a smart child, I think he knows how to do it! If I insist on doing it, it will only make the distance between father and son go further and further! This kid, he really makes us worry! "

　　Xing Ba's frown seemed to loosen a little.

　　Of course he didn't dare say it out loud: What the h.e.l.l are you meddling in your son's private life for?

　　This was a completely thankless tempo!

　　In the master bedroom on the third floor, beside Kingsize's bed, there was a child's bed.

　　His son Nuonuo was so spoiled that he wanted to sleep with his father and mother. Xueluo could not bear to leave Feng Tuantuan alone in child room, or give him to Nanny An and Butler Mo.

　　The two little white guys sat on the tatami playing separately.

　　When Xueluo finished showering and came out, he saw Feng Tuantuan staring blankly out of the window, unable to say a word.