Chapter 396: Feng Xinglang who is manic

Snowfall is not a virgin, and she wants to live.

Not only does she want to live, she wants to make the little girl in her belly live!

The little thing followed her for four months, and she couldn't give it a stable and comfortable living environment, and let the little thing follow her so much suffering. Xue Luo really longed to let the little girl in the belly live! Even if she has exhausted everything!

The hood on Feng Xinglang's head was taken off. He shook the dazzling lights, squinting his eyes and forcing himself to adapt to the light in the yacht, so he could see the big brothers Feng Lixin and Lin Xuelu ten meters away. .

Feng Lixin is still sitting in a wheelchair. A heavy iron chain was locked at the ankle of the right foot and fixed to a load bearing body three meters behind.

After seeing his brother Feng Xinglang, he instinctively tried to move the wheelchair to come up, but was blocked by the iron chain on his right ankle.

Xue Luo stood quietly five or six meters away from Feng Lixin, holy and untouched by dust.

It was just a small face that was slightly pale because of the absence of sunlight for a long time.

The original loose Korean clothes on her body were replaced, and Xing San specially prepared a tight knit dress for her.

The key to sketching Xue Luo's thin and delicate body is beautiful.

Highlighting the four-month pregnancy of Xue Luo was the purpose of Xing San to give her the exact tight dress accurately.

He wants Feng Xinglang to see at a glance that his wife Lin Xueluo is already a pregnant woman!

Lin Xueluo's belly is pregnant with his own flesh and blood!

Xue Luo stared silently at Feng Xinglang ten meters away, so quiet that he could hear the sound of his heartbeat pumping blood.

Feng Xinglang glanced down at the snow and looked at Feng Lixin on the wheelchair. She didn't even reward her and the child in her stomach.

Xue Luo knew that Feng Xinglang at this moment must have hated himself.

Behind him secretly pregnant with his precious child, but he also reduced his child to a chip used by Hetun to deal with him.

Xueluo thought: It would be nice if he didn't come back from Shijie County that time. You can keep the simple little radish heads, volunteer teachers for them, teach them pictures and teach them to dance. Nor will it lead to the plight of a prisoner now.

Hetun sits east to west. There is no excitement on the fortitude's face when the game is about to start.

It is a sorrow that is inexpressible in memory of the past.

It's so thick that it can't be opened!

"Xing Lang, Xuan Xueluo! She is pregnant and her child is four months old! She is more meaningful and valuable than me!"

Feng Lixin on the wheelchair has begun to persuade Feng Xinglang to choose Xueluo mother and son.

It is entirely possible to seal the mouths of Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo, so that Feng Xinglang can choose without interference.

But Hetun seems to want these two options to interfere with the seemingly calm Feng Xinglang.

The snow falling aside was just silent.

She did not speak to Feng Xinglang for crying for herself and the little girl in her stomach; nor did she speak to be a selfless Virgin.

She couldn't bear to see Feng Lixin die, and of course she didn't want to see the little girl in her stomach die.

She had nothing left, except the little thing in her belly that depended on her!

So she kept silent.

Slightly bowed his head. She didn't dare to look into Feng Xinglang's eyes. She was afraid of what she saw from her eyes. In addition to her indifference to their mother and son, she was still indifferent.

"Xinglang, brother has enough to live with! I'm sorry you don't delay me going to give birth to a good person early!"

Feng Lixin persuaded Feng Xinglang in a different way. He desperately wanted to leave the hope of life to Xue Luo and the child in his stomach.

Feng Xinglang did not answer the eldest brother Feng Lixin's rhetoric of death, but turned to Hetun, who was sitting east to west.

"Hetun, no matter how deep hatred you and our brothers have, you must be a man who can speak well!"

"I can start making choices."

Feng Xinglang at this moment was extremely peaceful.

He Tun seemed to ease his fierce character from some kind of solitude.

He tilted his head slightly, and Xing Ba presented a tray.

There was a gun in the tray. M500 revolver, known as the world's most powerful pistol.

There are only three bullets.

Perhaps it has been a long time that I haven't touched the pistol myself. Hetun seemed to be a bit slow while loading.

In fact, the slow movement is not the movement on the hand, but an inexplicable one who does not know where to start.

He has been crawling and fighting in the rain of guns for so many years. Even if he closed his eyes, he could disassemble the gun back and forth accurately for more than ten times.

But this time, his movements were much slower.

Or maybe in his opinion: the child born to the woman and her husband should be personally settled.

So that the woman in **** can see clearly: She is popping water and betraying him!

Don't think that he can die a hundred times, he will multiply the sins she committed on her son!

"There are three bullets in this gun! I will hit these two bullets with uncertainty! As for who will be shot, it depends on my mood!"

With a click, Hetun loaded the revolver in his hand.

Feng Xinglang's handsome face was instantly angry and growled:

"Hetun, don't you **** say: Will the person I choose give a living?"

Feng Xinglang shouted, slamming his fist and hitting He Tun, who was sitting flat on the sofa.

But before he could get close to Hetun, Xing Ba had already drifted over like lightning, hit a punch on Feng Xinglang's chin, and flesh and blood splashed out at once.

It's not how powerful Xing Ba's fist is, but Xing Ba has a finger on his finger. A piece of flesh was removed from Feng Xinglang's chin.

Feng Xinglang did not fear Xing Ba's fingers, nor did he care about a piece of flesh that had been shaved off his chin. Instead, Xing Ba came up with a left-handed unprepared.

Xing Ba, who was punched by Feng Xinglang, seemed to be stunned.

The fierce Feng Xinglang almost transformed into a runaway and deadly beast.

It's as if his flesh from his chin is not his!

At this moment, Feng Lixin seemed to see the younger brother Feng Xinglang who slammed the evil dog for several kilometers while holding a stone!

Xing Ba pulled out his gun; Feng Xinglang didn't care.

He used his own Hun chamber to meet Xing Ba's muzzle, and facing Xing Ba's right arm was a heavy punch.

Feng Xinglang knew very well: Hetun wouldn't really kill his life before he did his multiple choice question!

Therefore, he expected that Xing Ba would not dare to shoot at his key points!

Until the muzzle in Hetun's hand was aimed at Feng Lixin on the wheelchair, the mania, Feng Xinglang, stopped fiercely attacking Xing Ba.