Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1107

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Chapter 1107 - Fortunately, it's not stinky

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang felt the body of the s.h.i.+p shake a little.

The range was very small, but Feng Xinglang was still able to clearly sense it. It must have been an emergency brake in an unexpected situation.

Following that, Feng Xinglang heard sonorous footsteps. His steps were well-trained, but they were also a bit nervous and disordered. It must have verified his prediction that there must be some kind of emergency happening outside.

"Nuonuo, come to father's place."

Feng Xinglang raised his arm slightly, and held onto the little thing tightly, "Xueluo, follow me closely in a while!"

"Xinglang, what happened?" Xueluo asked nervously.

"I don't know yet... But we'll soon know! "

Feng Xinglang listened carefully to the sound outside.

"Father, is it that my foster father, this b.a.s.t.a.r.d, is here?"

The little guy p.r.i.c.ked up his ears. Other than the faint sounds of footsteps, there was no unusual sound.

"Do you want him to come? My dear father does not wish for it! " Feng Xinglang said indifferently.

"My foster father was really terrible this time!"

The little guy discontentedly hummed, "It's been so long, why haven't you come to save us yet!"

"He's old!"

Feng Xinglang replied meaningfully. Perhaps, this was one of the key reasons why he no longer sought revenge against the Hetun.

"Although foster father is old, Old Tweleve and Old Eighth are not! This Old Tweleve was doing even worse than before! I don't even want to like him anymore! I will make my foster father accept a new seventeen years old as a foster son! "

Linnuo said haughtily. His small appearance seemed to be one that was doted upon by thousands.

However, Lil Thing had the ability to act so proud. Who told him to kiss her? In terms of bloodline, she was far n.o.bler than Xing s.h.i.+'er and the others.

"Nuonuo, don't be so evil! Your Twelfth Brother is your foster father's foster son, and is even older than you.

Clank, before Xueluo could finish reprimanding her son, the door of the mourning hall opened.

Four camouflage clothes came in, making the originally not very s.p.a.cious mourning hall seem somewhat crowded.

"Get up!" "Come with us!"

"You all … Where are you taking us? "

Xueluo asked in shock. She subconsciously moved closer to her husband, Feng Xinglang.

"Hurry up!"

The leader of the camouflage clothes, however, did not explain anything to Lin Xueluo.

Feng Xinglang did not resist or ask anything. He stood up with his son in his arms and slipped an arm around his wife's waist.

Because he had been kneeling for so long, Xueluo felt that his legs were numb to the point that he almost lost consciousness. He staggered for a few steps before regaining his balance.

Seeing that the camouflage clothes did not intend to separate the three of them, Xueluo gritted her teeth and followed along closely behind her husband and son.

After going down the two floors of the s.h.i.+p, he went around a few more corners. Even though the route was different, Feng Xinglang was still able to recognize that this was the place where he and Yan Bang were imprisoned.

The moment the cabin door opened, the smell of blood and chaos a.s.saulted his nostrils.

Before Xueluo and Linnuo could react, the family of three was pushed in, and the cabin door was locked.

"Big Bangbang?"

Little friend Linnuo found Yan Bang lying on the floor.

Yan Bang who was beaten black and blue.

His white s.h.i.+rt was stained with blood; his black pants were tattered, but it still covered him.

Yan Bang heard the sound of footsteps, but did not expect that the ones who were locked in were Feng Xinglang and his family?

"Heh... "Now we can get together at a table!"

Yan Bang joked, as though he wanted to stand up, but after shaking for a while, he could only half sit up. To make more s.p.a.ce for Feng Xinglang and his family.

"Bon, how are you?"

Feng Xinglang placed his son Linnuo back on the ground, then went forward to support Yan Bang's back.

"It's fine... Just those bunch of cowards can't do anything to me! "

Yan Bang straightened his body, trying his best to look like he was fine.

"Big Bangbang, what's going on?"

Linnuo leaned over and complained, "I've been beaten to this state!"

Yan Bang wiped away the blood on the corner of his lips and forced a smile at Linnuo's little friend.

"Kid Nuo, come over here quickly and let Big Bangbang hug you for a bit …"

"No!"

Seeing how Yan Bang's entire body was covered in blood, the little fellow retreated behind Xueluo's mother in disgust.

The little fellow sniffed the air and seemed to have smelled something strange. "This place stinks!"

"It's all because of your dad's smell!"

Yan Bang endured the pain and laughed faintly, "Brat, you can't possibly dislike even your own father, right?"

"My dear dad's smell isn't so bad …"

The little guy didn't know what had happened in this small s.p.a.ce.

He was also unable to understand what kind of torment it was to be locked up here for over thirty hours.

Two men, about five square meters in s.p.a.ce. A small bottle of water, a box of rice, and more than thirty hours of pain and wounds …

"Xueluo, take a seat." Feng Xinglang replied warmly.

Xueluo nodded, then hugged her son and sat down.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

But in Xueluo's eyes, it was incomparably desolate.

Regardless of whether it was Yan Bang or his husband Feng Xinglang, they were all members of the n.o.ble clans of the Shen City.

But now, he had become someone else's prisoner. They were locked up in the small dark s.p.a.ce of a few square meters.

She saw a bottle in the corner. It contained some unknown liquid.

There was also an empty lunchbox; the amount was enough for his son Linnuo to eat for a meal …

But Yan Bang and his husband Feng Xinglang were both big and tall grown men!

"This old man surnamed Fang, he actually refused to let go of the elderly, women, and children!" What f * * king major general is this!? "

Yan Bang cursed.

Xueluo remained silent and did not reply.

Seeing how injured Yan Bang was, he must have received quite a few beatings from his husband, Feng Xinglang.

Regardless of whether it was a spirit guardian or a sacrificial offering, the gate was closed. Why did they still have to beat him?

Hearing that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Feng Xinglang took out an apple and a few pastries from his pocket. Instead of giving it to his wife and children, he gave it to Yan Bang.

"Take a few bites!" In a while, don't not even have the strength to walk! "

Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was extremely hungry.

"From where?" Yan Bang asked.

"It's just a walk in the park! Sacrifice! "

Feng Xinglang knew that he wouldn't mind whether or not these were items for sacrifice.

Yan Bang instinctively brought the apple next to his chapped lips, but upon seeing little Linnuo, he pa.s.sed it over.

"Come, Kid Nuo, Big Bangbang will reward you!"

"I've eaten! This is for you to eat! Otherwise you will starve to death! "

The little guy was still sensible. Although his stomach wasn't full, it wasn't so full that he couldn't bear the hunger.

"Hmm?" Yan Bang sent the apple back to Lin Xueluo.

"Yan Bang, eat. You still have to protect Nuonuo and me together with him? "

Xueluo was an intelligent woman. She knew what was more acceptable to a male chauvinist man.

Just as Feng Xinglang ate a mouthful of the pastries, he choked and took a big bite out of the apple that Yan Bang was pus.h.i.+ng around.

He took another bite and returned it.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang did not care about his wife and children eating, Yan Bang did not push anymore and took the apple and started to eat.

knew that they would not stay on this wars.h.i.+p for long …

"Nuonuo, when you go out later, you must definitely follow behind your father. Your father is holding you too hard, so you can only run away. Protect Mommy well, and try your best to use your dear father and Big Bangbang as a s.h.i.+eld to protect you guys from bullets.

Feng Xinglang knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived. However, it was not clear how he would fight against Fang Xing.

If that guy is smart, don't be arrogant and take people aboard this s.h.i.+p. One must know that this was a heavy weapon equipped with a naval vessel with military combat capabilities. And a bunch of well-trained thugs!

"Going out later? Lang, do you have a plan? " Yan Bang asked.

"It should be soon..."

Feng Xinglang subconsciously glanced at the corner above his head, "I don't want to continue staying in this d.a.m.ned place!"

The little guy hurriedly asked, "Is it because my foster father is coming to save us?"

"It doesn't matter who comes!"

Feng Xinglang thought for a while, "The most important thing is, whether or not he is smart, don't think of himself as cannon fodder!"

"This is a wars.h.i.+p! "Who the f * * k dares to attack a wars.h.i.+p?!"

Yan Bang laughed coldly, "Other than you, your father, no one else is here!"

"There's also Cong Gang."

Xueluo said indifferently.

For some reason, whenever he was in danger with his husband Feng Xinglang, Xueluo would always think of Cong Gang.

Maybe Cong Gang was truly the person that Feng Xinglang trusted and relied on the most.

When he mentioned 'Cong Gang', Yan Bang's entire being became gloomy. It was obvious that he did not like people like Cong Gang!

Yan Bang stuck it on the walls of the cabin, looking cold and heartless, as if he wanted to escape but did not want to.

"Dad, are the giant caterpillars really coming to save us again?"

Linnuo's little friend's eyes lit up with hope, "Big Caterpillar is still the most dangerous!"

In his memories, Cong Gang had never failed.

"It is just a big bug that is trying to live! Is it as bad as you say?! "

Yan Bang scoffed at his like he was pouring cold water.

"It must be beneficial! The big caterpillar can carry me away from Pater Castle in front of my foster father and brothers … are there any benefits! "

The little guy did not understand that Yan Bang hated Cong Gang to the extreme and was still praising him.

Yan Bang still wanted to say something, but Feng Xinglang just stuffed the entire piece of cake into his mouth.

"Eat your food! I still have to escape for my life later! "

The little guy, who had finally calmed down, suddenly stood up while covering his face.

"Mommy, you have to pee if you want to kiss your son!"

"..." Xueluo frowned: "There's no washroom here, how do I pee?

"Come here and kiss dad!"

Feng Xinglang pulled his son over while holding onto the bottle at the corner of his mouth, "Luckily you only had to pee yourself. If you really wanted to stink, then your father really would have a headache!"

"...!"

The little guy finally understood what the bottle contained!

"Don't p.i.s.s on your son!" The little fellow cried out.