Chapter 325: I will collect your body for you

The big fish in Fengxinglang's mouth can be heard by Lan Youyou, his righteous father Xing Mu, nicknamed Hetun.

After sweeping a tearful blue Lanyou, Feng Xinglang smiled coldly.

"Don't you just go eat a fish? Why are you crying?"

"Alang, that fish is very toxic, you will die."

Lan Youyou trembled slightly. How fierce is Yifu Hetun, she still knows a little.

Hearing Xing San last time, Yifu Hetun received two other killers, Lao Ba and Lao Ji. As for whether there are old ten or eleven behind, it is unknown.

Lan Youyou didn't know why Yifu Hetun insisted on killing the two brothers, but Lan Youyou knew clearly: As long as Yifu Hetun wanted to do something, he never missed it!

"That's not necessarily! Maybe my teeth are good and my digestion is strong. The dead one will only be the poisonous fish!"

Feng Xinglang said coldly. A little burning anger accumulated in the eyes.

Lan Youyou shook her head fiercely, then shook her head again, with a sobbing voice: "Alang, you don't know how good the poisonous fish is ... you really can't fight him, believe you! Don't go tonight!"

Xue Luo understood: Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou's big poison fish should refer to Lan Youyou's righteous father!

Is Feng Xinglang planning to go to war with Lan Youyou's righteous father tonight?

Seeing persuading Feng Xinglang, Lan Youyou quickly squatted down to Feng Lixin's wheelchair.

"Li Xin, persuade Arang quickly, you are going to die! Lixin, don't let Alang go ... he will really die."

Lan Youyou's worst worry happened. Only this time, she had a choice.

Feng Lixin also seemed to be smelling the big poison fish in their mouths. It should be the man behind the scenes that directed Lan Youyou.

"Xinglang, have you found that person?" Feng Lixin asked.

Feng Lixin could not not hate that man who killed himself so terribly. He knew that Lan Youyou was persecuted, and it was the man behind him who really wanted their brothers to die.

"Well, I found it!" Feng Xinglang answered calmly.

"What is it? Why did he kill our brothers? Is it Feng Yiming's killer?"

Feng Lixin asked tightly. He died nine lives, accompanied by a wheelchair and medicine all day, all thanks to him.

"It's not clear! But I think with Feng Yiming's qualifications, you don't want to return such a great god!" Feng Xinglang Danying.

"Who is that? The enemy in our business?" Feng Lixin asked again.

Feng Xinglang shook his head slightly. "I also want to know why he killed our brothers! But for whatever reason, I will not let him go!"

"Xing Lang, that person is very interested? Are you sure you can deal with him?"

Feng Lixin asked worryingly. Listening to Lan Youyou's tone, it is a very dangerous and extremely harmful person.

"Alang is really not my righteous father's opponent! My righteous father raised seven, no, there are already nine righteous sons, maybe there are tenth, eleventh! We are nominally righteous The right lady, but in fact, we are just his killing tool! "

"Last time, the person who broke your arm at the club was the ninth son of my righteous father's new collection! Even Cong Gang was injured by him. Father fights? "

Lan Youyou said with a cry.

"Xinglang, don't go tonight. Let's talk about it forever!"

Feng Lixin persuaded warmly.

Feng Lixin certainly hated it.

The ten sons of Shencheng, who used to be spirited and warm, are now brutally damaged. His ideals, his love, his career, are all ruined.

How could Feng Lixin not hate!

But he couldn't hate Lan Yoyo.

"Brother, today I just went to meet him. And Yan Bang is there!"

Feng Xinglang held Feng Lixin's hand, trying to hold him tightly, but couldn't squeeze his hand. "Brother, I promise you, go in peace, return in peace! A lot of hair!"

"Feng Lixin, don't listen to Aaron! My righteous father is so poisonous, he can't let Aaron get away! Aaron just wants to comfort you!"

Lan Youyu choked forward and followed Feng Lixin to drag Feng Xinglang's arm.

Feng Xinglang stared deeply into Lan Youyou's tearful eyes: if this woman hadn't hurt his elder brother, what would it look like?

Meet, meet, to love ...

Have you ever loved, Feng Xinglang can't remember it, but at this moment, he only hates her, only anger!

"Xing Lang, don't go tonight ... Brother is waiting for you to accompany me to the United States for skin grafting!"

Feng Lixin used his method to help his brother Feng Xinglang.

"Brother, you have to believe me: I said that I would come back safely, and I would definitely come back safely! If I really wanted to find that poisonous fish desperately, I would not tell you in advance."

Feng Xinglang leaned over, hugged Feng Lixin's head, and kissed him on the forehead.

Xue Luo kept silent.

Seeing the brothers' brotherly affection; also seeing Lan Youyou's true affection for Feng Xinglang.

She kept silent, just watching quietly and listening quietly.

She cherished every minute and every second with Feng Xinglang. A man who has poured into her bone marrow!

"Lin Xueluo, I'm going to die, don't you cry and cry, stay and stay?"

Feng Xinglang stared at the silent snow falling aside, teasing loudly.

"You go! I will collect the corpse for you!"

Even Xue Luo herself did not expect that she could say such a cold word in such a calm manner.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, then smiled.

"Why, you want me to die sooner, and then you can get rid of it earlier?"

Snow fell and shook his head.

"I know, I can't stop you! I also know that if you don't take revenge for your brother, you won't be able to survive in your life! It's even more impossible to survive this life! It's better to be short-lived than pain!"

Wei paused, Xue Luo took a deep breath, "As far as it is worth or not, only you Fengxinglang has a say!"

Feng Xinglang smiled, smiling charmingly.

"Lin Xueluo, you really understand me!"

Knowing this hatred, he must report it!

"Then you can rest assured! If you are really dead, I will take care of your brother! If I have soup to drink, I will never let your brother drink water! You can serve him in the toilet, and I can!"

"Lin Xueluo, are you crazy? Are you going to let Allang die?" Lan Youyou was almost hysterical.

But Feng Xinglang was laughing!

A smile from the soul!

How can a husband ask for a wife like this?

Feng Xinglang slowly stood up from Feng Lixin's wheelchair.

"Lin Xueluo, if I can come back alive, I have a gift for you!"

Feng Xinglang raised Yingying's eyebrows slightly, and there was a handsome curve in the corner of his mouth.

Just like that sunny morning, when she saw him ...