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When Lin Nuo came in Xing Twelve's room, Xing Ba was there.

"Do you want to sleep together?"

Maybe before, the little guy didn't ask much. Because he would think that this is an ordinary thing. can

After seeing the picture paper, I had a little idea about the two boys together.

"..." Xing Ba and Xing Twelve stunned at the same time.

Of course, they are not planning to rest together, but they are discussing whether they should report to Yifu Hetun the pictures and information recently distributed by Repulse Bay.

"Fifteen, why haven't you accompanied your righteous father?" Xing XII asked.

He approached, picked up the little thing from the ground, and held it in his arms.

"Old Twelve, I want to ask you a favor ..."

The little guy turned his head and glanced at Xing Ba in the chair. "Old man, can you go back to your house first?"

"No! I'm also your righteous brother. You can't be too kind, just get close to Lao Twelve and leave me alone."

Xing Ba deliberately teases the little guy.

"No more! Every righteous brother is my good buddy!"

For Xing Ba, the little guy still gave face. After all, Xing Ba can directly command Xing Lao Si and Xing Lao Wu. Not necessarily as good as the twelve, so the combat experience is still very sophisticated. And Xing Laoba has many things.

"Then what do you have to do to avoid me and tell the old man alone? You obviously reject me!"

Perhaps the many funers in Hetun only stayed beside Hetun, and the only pleasure was to tease Lin Nuo's children.

"Boss, you hate it! Believe me or not, I woke up my righteous father, and you ca n’t sleep all night without trouble?"

For small things like handling, little guys have always used the trick of "Fake Fake Tiger" and have tried it out.

Seeing the little guy really turned and left, Xing Ba immediately walked out of Xing Twelve's room in a timely manner.

"Old man, are you so brave? I really despise it."

Xing Twelve teased.

Xing Ba did not talk with Xing Twelve quickly, and quickly flew away.

Even if he is not upset by Yifu Hetun, this small fifteen's tossing energy is not to be underestimated. What's more, they also added a new identity: the grandson of Yifu Hetun!

After Xing Bazhi left, Xing Shiliang realized that he was going to sleep hard tonight.

"Old twelve, do me a favor," the little guy bluntly said, "but I can't let the righteous father know. I will be shameless!"

"You say it, I listen! But the premise is: this busy can not go against the meaning of the righteous father! Otherwise, you and I will not be able to eat and go!"

Then Xing Shiliang raised an eyebrow and sighed again, "Now you are gone, only I can't eat and walk around!"

Because they are the grandsons of Yifu Hetun! This identity ... is enough for this little thing!

But after the little guy told Xing Shiliang about it, Xing Shiliang realized the badness of the thing!

Sending those dirty things to a 5-year-old child, such a heart is so dark!

"Then your dad knows that?" Xing Shiliang asked.

"I see. But my dad is still in the hospital with an injury!"

Xing Twelve was silent again: This is someone pushing Yan Bang into hell!

"Old twelve, can you help me catch that sneaky guy?"

"Help! Of course I will!"

The next day, Xing Twelve thought about it, and finally told Hetun. Along with these days are scattered paper events in Repulse Bay.

Hetun arrived not as furious as before, and after thinking about it, he personally called Xing Er for a satellite phone call.

It seems that he is going to wipe out Yan Bang and his many minions.

Hetun, who lost one time, does not want to miss a second time. And Feng Xinglang still lives in the hospital, which is a good opportunity.

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The men who were standing near the kindergarten reported to Feng Xinglang that they had found people in Hetun.

It's not Xing Laosi and Xing Laowu who are too obvious in their goals, nor Xing Xing 12 in Hetun, but Xing Ba, whose body has not fully recovered. It's enough to deal with a small mess of sending picture paper.

When Feng Xinglang rushed to Yulong City, Yan Bang was leisurely smoking a cigar in the new living room.

Whether it was intentional or not is unknown; but the sick suit on Feng Xinglang was really eye-catching.

Upright posture, strong physique, weak green beard ... even the suit of illness can't conceal his style of king.

"Why, Xingshi's interrogation is here?"

Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang, who sat down opposite him, asking with a smile.

The wound on the stiff face had healed; but the shocking scar made Yan Bang look even more dazed.

Feng Xinglang has already been used to this fierce face.

"The so-called confession of the teacher is to mobilize the army to condemn the other party for their sins. Describe the group and severely reprimand the other party for their faults. You don't even know what you mean, just use it indiscriminately?"

Feng Xinglang seized the cigar from Yan Bang's hands and destroyed it while the wind was light and light.

Feng Xinglang does not smoke heavy cigars, so in general, he will not let others smoke in front of him! Even Yanbang, the Shencheng local snake, is no exception.

Yan Bang wasn't bothered, so he was so deep in Feng Xinglang.

"I haven't seen you in a few days ... you've grown up again!"

Yan Bang's eyes are very dense.

"Well! It was my wife who served well!"

Feng Xinglang deserves a loud voice. "When will I find one for you? I heard that French women are very energetic!"

"But I don't think you have any energy!" Yan Bang's eyes were even stronger.

"Looks like your illness isn't good yet! You are trying to learn how to change your dog ..."

Feeling that the analogy meant to belittle oneself, Feng Xinglang paused in front of that word.

"What to eat? If I can eat you ... don't talk about being a dog, let me be a fly and a songworm, I'll be happy!"

"..."

Feng Xinglang really wants to curse!

Not only want to swear, but also itch to hit people!

But he held back. Decided not to have general knowledge of the neuropathy of Yan Bang.

It's foolish to talk to a neuropathy quickly, and the result is likely to force you into a neuropathy.

"I bought a vineyard in France. The scenery is good, you can go to relax and eat grapes."

Feng Xinglang controlled his emotions as much as possible.

"Do you want me to help you to see the vineyards? Or do you want to see the golden house?"

Yan Bang is interested.

"Just grow up like this, and hide‘ Jiao ’? I just think it ’s a good place for you to heal.”

Feng Xinglang was really convinced of Yan Bang's thick cheek, and asking him to use this cheek to hit a woman was simply a matter of capture.

Yan Bang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang's Zhang Junyi's face, hissing:

"Feng Xinglang, if I violently killed the street for you one day, would you remember me forever?"