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Feng Xinglang sighed lightly, "You have to know that every single foster son in the Hetun is hard to deal with! I\'ve had a lot of trouble with them! "Even now, it is still engraved in my heart!"

Feng Xinglang wanted Celeste to realize that the hatred between him and the Hetun was really irreconcilable!

There was an even more important reason: to buy Xing Ba and the rest more time!

Since Celeste had appeared, how could they not catch him in one fell swoop? As for the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command, as well as the people from Yamaguchi-gumi\'s Concealed Ink Group, they were much easier to deal with!

"With you and your son as my hostages, are you afraid that the Hetun will not obey?" Celeste coldly snorted.

"Your meaning is …" "It seems like we won\'t be able to work together?"

It seemed like Celeste wasn\'t easy to fool. He had already determined that Feng Xinglang and his son Xing Shiwu were the best opponents to deal with Hetun!

"If you cooperate with me as my hostage, that would be the best cooperation!"

Celeste was sinister. And despicable. If Feng Xinglang and his son were to become hostages, it could even become a \'cooperation\'!

"I think this trick might not work! After all, my relationship with Hetun is so bad, I\'m afraid that I, as your hostage, am not enough! "

Feng Xinglang exhaled, "Even if my son and I can deal with Hetun, but the foster son\'s men are not my and my son\'s enemy! Maybe they are all eager for something to happen to my son and me so that they can inherit the power of the Hetun! "

"I can use you and your son to deal with the Hetun, and then use the Hetun to deal with that mob!"

Celeste\'s plan was still rather thorough.

At the very least, his eloquence was quite good. It was more like a war of words with Feng Xinglang.

But Feng Xinglang felt that something was not right!

Until Hetun\'s voice came from behind him, "Celeste, you bastard, it isn\'t enough for you to die once, right? This old man will send you to hell and reunite with your family! "

The Hetun scolded and reminded Feng Xinglang: He and Celeste have been chatting for almost half an hour!

Something was wrong! It did not make much sense!

If Celeste wanted to use him to deal with the Hetun, then he would definitely make a move against him before the Hetun appears! They should at least hold themselves hostage on the second and a half levels in order to be able to pose a threat to the Hetun that appeared afterwards.

But Celeste did not do so, and only continued to play with him!

It was more like … Were they trying to stall for time?

But why did Celeste want to stall for time?!

There must be something wrong!

After all, Celeste wasn\'t familiar with this place in the Shen City. He wanted to control this entire place, but that was impossible.

Therefore, he had arranged to meet here in advance and had not changed places midway. This was undoubtedly a very risky action.

Actually, while he was on his way to this Auto Repair Factory, Feng Xinglang had already made preparations to change the address of the meeting, but he discovered that did not ask him to change his direction midway.

"You are not Celeste!" Feng Xinglang suddenly roared.

"Feng Xinglang, you are really smart! "But you\'re only half right..."

As Celeste replied in a low voice, several flames sprung up on the second floor and the second floor; three machine guns pointed at the Hetun and his son who were lying on the ground floor and started shooting wildly.

Hetun immediately rushed over and covered his son Feng Xinglang under his body. After that, he sent even more firepower towards Celeste and the others.

"Ahh …" Along with several miserable shrieks, two of them fell from the second floor with a dull thud.

Xing Ba and the rest quickly took control of the situation in the Auto Repair Factory.

Celeste had died, and he only had three to four subordinates left with him.

Feng Xinglang recognized the few people: They were the first group of people that attacked him!

Hetun turned Celeste\'s body and cursed loudly, "His mother, he really isn\'t that damned Celeste!"

"Hahahaha..." Hetun, I never thought that you would be stupid enough to do it a second time! "

The voice belonged to Celeste, but the person who died was not Celeste himself.

"Foster father, the voice came from afar from Celeste!"

"F * ck, we\'ve been tricked!"

With a loud bang, half of the control room on the second floor was blown away. Celeste\'s voice was cut off.

"This is bad... Nuonuo! "

Only now did Feng Xinglang realize that Celeste\'s goal was not him or Hetun, but rather Shallow Water Bay\'s son, Feng Linnuo.

"It should be safe for Fifteen to stay in the basement with that child and the Old Five."

The Hetun comforted his son Feng Xinglang, who was quickly heading out of the door.

"Safe? "Tell me, can the basement be opened?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"Without Xing Ba\'s and my fingerprints and iris, it\'s impossible to open those two gates. After being attacked, the AI\'s door will automatically lock, and won\'t be able to explode! "

"Let me ask you this: can the person inside open the two layers of the AI door?"

"... Old Five can do it! "

After saying this, Hetun suddenly realized the severity of the situation.

"Eighth brother, quickly return to the Shallow Water Bay!"

"It still can\'t be fast... We have to go back a little slower! "

Feng Xinglang took a deep breath. A father\'s heart was burning with anxiety.

However, a calm heart told him: "Celeste does not necessarily know which one is the real Xing Shiwu, between his son Linnuo and that kid who looks like his son!

Inside the anti-riot vehicle, the Hetun urged anxiously, "Old Eight, quickly give Old Five a call!"

However, after the call went through, no one answered for a long time.

… ….

Half an hour ago.

In a small dark room in the basement of Shallow Water Bay, little friend Linnuo and a similarly aged child were playing video games.

Because the kid rarely came in contact with these electronic products, he was extremely weak.

The simple-minded Xing Wu only knew how to play with Russian diamonds.

His mission was to protect little friend Feng Linnuo and wait for his foster father and the others to return.

"How lousy! You\'re too weak! "

Linnuo\'s little friend could not help but complain about the child. He also angrily hit the kid on the shoulder with the laptop in his hand.

The child did not dare to retort, much less scream out in pain.

"Old Five, can you play with me? This little brat is too boring! "

Xing Wu glanced at the tablet in Feng Linnuo\'s hands and scratched his head, "Fifth brother is stupid, he can\'t play!"

"Stupid Old Five, you are so stupid! You don\'t even know how to play games! "

Linnuo\'s little friend felt that if he continued to stay here, facing the two of them who were extremely retarded, he would really go crazy!

"Smelly Old Five, open the door! I want to go out and get some fresh air! I really can\'t stand you two retards! "