Chapter 369 Xueluo’s Heart Can No Longer Be Calm!

Xueluo didn't understand what the man Lan Youyou called the third child wanted, but she could see that there was no malice in his eyes.

At least not yet!

"But I don't think so!"

Xing San sat down on the folding chair opposite Xueluo.

"How could a person who values ​​family ties so much not care about his own flesh and blood? Feng Xinglang may not care about you, but he must care about the flesh and blood in your belly that is the same as his own!"

Xueluo was stunned for a moment, "What, your adoptive father is going to use the child in my belly to deal with Feng Xinglang?"

Before answering Xing San's words, Xueluo cautiously asked.

"If you want to live...I will help you!" Xing San said calmly.

Xueluo said calmly: "That's great! I'll trouble you, Mr. Three, to let me out. I'll be grateful!"

"I can't do it! I don't have the ability to let you leave here! You and your child's life must be fought for by yourself." Xing San remained calm.

"Should I fight for it myself? How to fight for it? Fight with you and then run away after you win?"

Xueluo didn't show how smart she was in front of Xing San, but instead seemed a little childish and stupid.

Playing clever in front of people who are smarter than you will undoubtedly be annoying. And it can also lead to death.

Xueluo didn't want to be annoying. I don't even want to put myself and the little baby in my belly in danger.

"...You still want to beat me?" Xing San was amused by Xueluo's whimsicality.

Xing San is not that kind of smiling tiger. His smile is a real smile.

"Lin Xueluo, do you want to live?" After a slight pause, Xing San asked again.

"Of course I do!" Xueluo responded, then fell silent again.

"Since you want to live, then when Feng Xinglang makes a choice, fight for it yourself!"

"What... do you mean? Hasn't Feng Xinglang already made a choice between me and his brother Feng Lixin?"

"This time, that time! Now that you have his child in your belly, this multiple-choice question is even more interesting!"

Xueluo was silent for a moment, "What do you mean: your adoptive father decided to let Feng Xinglang make a new choice between me, the child in my belly, and Feng Lixin?"

"Exactly right!"

Xueluo secretly took a breath: Why is this Hetun so perverted?

She believed that even if Feng Xinglang would continue to choose his brother Feng Lixin without hesitation, he would probably have a shadow in his heart after making such a choice!

"Can the party chosen by Feng Xinglang survive?"

This is what Xueluo is most concerned about. She didn't want Feng Xinglang to just be teased by Hetun. The last two options are fatal!

"As far as I know about my adoptive father: The chosen one will definitely be able to live! Because my adoptive father likes to see the living people most miserable! Just like Feng Xinglang now, he lives every day looking for my righteous son. In the painful days of Father’s revenge!”

It seems that words can no longer describe Hetun's extremely bad hobby!

Isn't this typical: basing one's own happiness on the pain of others?

"So, even if you are not fighting for yourself, you must fight for the chance of living for the child in your belly!"

Xueluo finally understood: Xing San was lobbying her to cry for help in front of Feng Xinglang?

Seeing that Xueluo was just silent, Xing San continued: "Feng Lixin is already a cripple. It doesn't mean much if he can't survive! But you are in the prime of your youth, and you still have new life in your belly. No matter what, you should be the chosen one!"

Xueluo obeyed Xing San's wishes and nodded in approval.

"I also think the lives of our mother and son are more important than Feng Lixin's, but the key question is: Feng Xinglang is the one doing the multiple-choice questions!"

She wanted to find out more about the stakes from Xing San.

"As long as you want to live, I will help you lobby Feng Xinglang!" Xing San said.

Xueluo was suddenly startled: "You said... you would persuade Feng Xinglang to choose me?"

"Yes!" Xing San nodded.

"Then...then can you let me have a phone call with Feng Xinglang? I want to persuade him personally." Xueluo struck while the iron was hot.

"No! But I will take what you said to Feng Xinglang!"

With a click, Xing San turned off the recording in his hand.

What a sinister and cunning man!

After Xing San left, Xueluo became inexplicably nervous.

It seems that this third child should tell Feng Xinglang: She is pregnant?

Will Feng Xinglang believe it? If he believed it, how would he react?

Turn a deaf ear? Or ignore it?

There was just one thing that Xueluo didn't quite understand: why would Xing San help her persuade Feng Xinglang to choose their mother and son?

Conscience discovery?

Obviously impossible! It would be strange for a desperado like him to be conscientious.

Some kind of conspiracy?

Want to make Feng Xinglang's multiple-choice questions more painful?

This reason is quite reasonable!

only……

But why did he tell Feng Xinglang in advance? Wouldn't it be more shocking to tell Feng Xinglang when he really has to make a choice?

Xueluo's heart could no longer be calm!

******

In the dream, the woman's blood-stained face was criss-crossed and layered.

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.

Yan Bang slept beside him and did not wake up. It wasn't until Feng Xinglang got up and left that he opened his eyes.

In the parking lot of Yezhuang, Feng Xinglang saw no sign of the Cayenne. Cong Gang's mobile phone also failed to get through.

Feng Xinglang was instinctively alert: Something happened to Cong Gang!

The phone rang, but it was Ye Shinian calling.

"Brother Lang, is Boss Cong with you?" Ye Shinian asked eagerly.

"No! Did something happen to Cong Gang?"

Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"At the Panshan intersection in Qibei Mountain City, the police found a burned Cayenne. There was also a charred body. Judging from the evidence left in the car, it was initially determined to be Cong Gang! There was also a scrapped car next to it. The anti-riot vehicle looks like it was made by Hetun!"

It’s Hetun again!

Feng Xinglang was silent for a long time.

He had seen the brutality of Hetun's men. No matter how powerful Cong Gang was, he could not escape the deadly attack of the gang of desperadoes.

"Lang Ge...Lang Ge?" Ye Shinian called out urgently on the other end of the phone.

"Where is Cong Gang's body?" he asked.

"In the funeral parlor! He was burned beyond recognition and is unrecognizable! I am here now!"

"Wait, I'll be there soon!"

The Lamborghini roared towards the funeral home like an arrow.

This color is as green as a frog, and only a sultry guy like Bai Mo can wear it.

Cong Gang's charred body was covered under a blue cloth. You can smell the burnt smell from afar.

Feng Xinglang was familiar with the smell of burnt human body, it could be said that it was unforgettable.