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Hetun was a cold person. He felt that as long as he had a son, his grandson would!

Not that he didn\'t love his own grandson! Of course he doted on his grandson Xing Shiwu, and he could even use his own life in exchange.

But he did not want his son Feng Xinglang to take the risk!

At this moment, he seemed to have felt his son\'s eagerness to save his own son!

The two anti-riot vehicle followed along and met up with Xing Ba.

"Foster father, with a tail behind the carriage, it should be Yan Bang\'s man!"

Hetun glanced at the rearview mirror and snorted: "Let him go!"

He no longer had time to deal with the Yan Bang behind him. Moreover, Yan Bang was still the head of the Shen City after all. He had many underlings and they all flocked to him like flies to count. However, the people of Hetun would not be able to catch up in such a short time.

Waigaoqiao Pier. The largest artificial river in Shen City, with a navigation ability of 300 tons.

The fully automated hoist tower, the distant saltwater sea breeze, the chill.

Just as the line of three anti-riot vehicle stopped, Feng Xinglang\'s phone rang again. This also meant that their movements were being monitored by others.

"Feng Xinglang, you can get off now! After walking straight ahead for 200 meters, he turned right. Listen, you can only bring one with you! His phone is still on the line. "

Feng Xinglang got off the carriage and followed along!

Seeing Feng Xinglang who was in front getting off, Hetun immediately followed him.

"Where do they want you to go, Ron?"

"Only one person! Talk about who should follow! "

Feng Xinglang did not waste any time, and continued to walk forward. After walking 200 meters and turning right, he discovered that he had entered a dead-end alley filled with containers.

"Deal with the tails behind you! Hetun doesn\'t know the numbers, give him a final reminder! Otherwise, you\'ll only be able to move around these containers all night long! "

Feng Xinglang turned around, and saw that the one following him was Hetun?

In fact, Feng Xinglang really wanted to say to Hetun at that time: In this war for revenge, your Hetun is the true protagonist! Celeste will definitely think of a way to get you to watch the show;

But Celeste seemed to have predicted that the Hetun would follow him. His son and grandson\'s lives were in Celeste\'s hands, how could Hetun not follow him.

But thinking about it, if the people from the Hetun didn\'t even have this kind of tracking ability, then it would be a waste for them to have followed the Hetun for so many years!

"Hetun, don\'t tell your foster son s to follow you!"

Feng Xinglang laughed coldly, "Mr. Celeste is very unhappy!"

Hetun turned around and said to the people behind him, "I told you not to follow. Did you not have long ears?"

Following that, they heard the sound of Xing Ba and Xing Shiqi flipping over from the top of the container, and then they disappeared without a trace.

"The tail is already clean. Can we continue?"

Roughly a minute later, a voice came out of the phone, "Continue moving forward!"

"But there\'s a dead end up ahead!"

"Then use your forehead to smash it open!"

"..."

Feng Xinglang walked all the way to the end of the container alley. Just as he was about to kick the container, a gap that could barely fit one person appeared on the container. It was dark inside.

Regardless if there were ferocious beasts or not, Feng Xinglang did not care. He did not even think as he went straight in.

Feeling something pouncing towards him, Feng Xinglang did not resist. Firstly, his physical strength was still insufficient, and secondly, there was no need for him to resist.

Hetun followed suit. He did not have as much to say as his son Feng Xinglang, so he kicked away the thing that was pouncing towards him. It should be a living person. But right after, something similar to an electric net came over. After activating the electric current, Hetun twitched for a few times, then fainted and stopped moving.

Following that, Feng Xinglang could feel the container underneath his feet moving …

… ….

When Feng Xinglang was pulled out of the trap, it was already three hours later.

Judging from the running process, there should be a two-hour waterway. Could it be at sea? Or did he intentionally circle around to confuse them in order to get rid of Xing Ba and the others?

The moment when he removed the eyepatch was no longer important!

After getting used to the blinding light, Feng Xinglang saw his son Feng Linnuo, who was tied up on the second floor of the building.

"Daddy …"

An anxious cry came from Xing Shiwu. \'s gaze towards his son, Feng Linnuo, was immediately distracted.

Only then did Feng Xinglang retract his gaze of concern towards his son, and looked around.

Because it should be a yacht. It is not known whether it is on the high seas or how far from the shore. But Feng Xinglang could feel it: Since Celeste was used to war on land, this boat should not be far from the shore!

Feng Xinglang saw Celeste. He had an Indo-European face and was a typical Mexican. It was the braided man beside him. No matter how he looked at it, he seemed extremely sinister. From the looks of Caste, who was standing beside him, he should be Celeste\'s advisor.

"You are Feng Xinglang?"

Celeste stared fixedly at Feng Xinglang: It seems that this rough looking Hetun actually gave birth to such a handsome and handsome son!

"Yes!" I am! We can always discuss how we can make Hetun suffer a fate worse than death! "

Feng Xinglang really had nothing else to say to Celeste. Scolding? Reprimand? Begging? they did not seem to fit Feng Xinglang\'s personality well.

Seeing that her own father had indeed come to save her, Linnuo\'s little friend was quite touched. Moreover, he was so moved that he felt like crying.

He knew that his father loved him very much!

He wanted to call out to his own father like the fake Xing Shiwu, but the little guy held back in the end.

"This is too simple!" As long as we kill his own son and grandson in front of the Hetun, he will be like me, and live a life worse than death! "

The unconscious Hetun was dragged inside like trash.

Celeste stared at Hetun who was dragged in, "Splash him awake with water!"

A bucket of ice water mixture splashed over, and the unconscious Hetun was immediately awakened.

"Celeste, you dog … If you have the guts, then fight me one on one! What kind of hero are you to use my son and foster son to threaten me?! At most, you\'re just a useless wimp! "

The Hetun got up shakily and cursed at Celeste harshly.

"Hetun, try cursing again if you dare!"

Celeste turned his head and said to Caste: "Cut off one of the fingers of each of the three children! I\'ll give it to Hetun as a greeting gift! "