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　　Chapter 584: need for amputations

　　Little friend Linnuo, who was in Xueluo's embrace, wanted to refute his own father again, but his mother, Xueluo, warmly covered his mouth, in order to appease the conflict between father and son.

　　As the mother of a child, Xueluo really didn't want to see his child disobedient to his own father again and again.

　　To a five year old child, the fact that his own father chose to catch another's child and ignored his own dangers was enough to make the five year old Linnuo feel extremely hurt!

　　As for the reason and reason his father would choose to do that, it was none of Feng Xinglang's business! In their eyes, this was just an excuse for him, Feng Xinglang, to abandon his wife and children!

　　"Feng Xinglang, my duty is to allow my child to live a good life! So, take advantage of this opportunity and let us leave. Get away from this land of conflict and live the life we want! "

　　Xueluo said calmly to Feng Xinglang, who was reprimanding her with a sullen face.

　　"Impossible!" Unless you bring me along! " Feng Xinglang snorted.

　　If they really brought Feng Xinglang along, then all of the conflicts would return to the starting point.

　　At this moment, Xueluo felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the obsession in this man's heart.

　　Selfish obsession!

　　Even if it was h.e.l.l, would this man still tie them up and jump down together?

　　It was really enough!

　　Feng Xinglang's mobile rang, interrupting the confrontation. The call was from Ye Yiran.

　　It was said that Yan Bang's arm was heavily infected, and had a high fever that wouldn't retreat, and would need to be amputated.

　　Amputation?

　　Feng Xinglang trembled slightly: What does amputation mean to Yan Bang? It was a disaster for an executioner who relied on his fists to kill the world.

　　"No!" No amputation! No matter what, we must protect Yan Bang's arm! "

　　Feng Xinglang screamed, the roar was like thunder, it was high decibel's roar, simply deafening.

　　"Brother Lang, if you continue with this fever, it will take your life!"

　　Ye Shaonian was on the verge of tears. To be honest, he couldn't make the decision if Yan Bang cut off his limbs or not. Furthermore, Yan Bang didn't have any close relatives to speak to, so when Yan Bang's subordinates called to ask Ye Xiaonian, he could only call Feng Xinglang to inform him.