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Chapter 605: What am I going to do if I don't even want my life?
Hearing footsteps coming from the passage, Feng Xinglang immediately jumped up from the stage.
However, he still hesitated, and his entire body seemed to be in a trance. The strength in his legs also became a lot softer.
Since he hadn't seen sunlight for two days, coupled with the lack of food and the injuries on his hands and palms, Feng Xinglang's physical strength had been overdrawn.
Feng Xinglang realized that his body's immunity did not have a decisive effect. Inflammation had already started to form on his wounds, causing his body temperature to rise accordingly.
Just as Feng Xinglang had expected: This time, the woman that he had been thinking about day and night came in.
In order to further sublimate the relationship, just a picture of the son's colour image was not enough. It was necessary to see the above with a woman.
Xueluo's footsteps were very panicked. He was still unable to get used to the darkness of the basement, so Xueluo could only rely on his memories and slowly grope his way towards the iron fences.
"Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang, this is an antibiotic, you will get to eat one each sooner or later. Also, there are two bottles of mineral water …"
As Xueluo suppressed his voice to remind Feng Xinglang of the dosage, he hurriedly delivered three medicinal boards and two bottles of mineral water to him.
In the darkness, Xueluo felt a shadow pounce towards her, bringing with it the sound of metal clashing with handcuffs. Soon after, she was hooked on the back of her head by Feng Xinglang's arm, and softly moving forward, her lips that were full of concern was sealed by the man.
It was not a comfortable kiss; the iron bars prevented it, forcing the faces of the two parties to be pressed against the cold iron bars.
Furthermore, the current Xueluo was extremely nervous, so she could not feel anything warm, but instead felt more guilty.
On Hetun's territory, in this underground room that he couldn't even see his own fingers in, how could Xueluo be at ease!
Besides, hadn't he already decided to cut off all ties with this man?
"Feng Xinglang, don't be like this …"
Xueluo tried his best to push away Feng Xinglang's hands that were wrapped around the back of her head, causing the handcuffs to hit against the iron fences.
Feng Xinglang did not continue insisting, and instead released the bindings on the woman.
It was not only because this kind of intimacy would make them feel uncomfortable, but also because Feng Xinglang really couldn't do anything.
He was so tired and tired that every breath he took felt like it would burn him to death.
Xueluo didn't feel Feng Xinglang's warmth, he only felt the man's tongue burning in her mouth.
"Feng Xinglang, are you having a fever?"
"Um... It seems a little bit … "
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, as if it had been burnt by smoke. He could hear, and he could feel, that men were really sick.
"Then why don't you hurry up and let Wei Kang and the others think of a way to save you! If we delay any longer, you will die here. "
His heart was moved, and the woman's voice almost trembled because of this man.
"Xueluo, unless you agree to bring your son and come with me! Otherwise, even if I die, I will die by your son's side! "
There were elements of passion, but there were also truths coming from the depths of the soul.
"Anyways, my brother's feelings, I have already been repaid! The rest of my life will be spent with you two! "
Feng Xinglang's words caused Lin Xueluo to be both resentful and anxious, "Feng Xinglang, are you courting death?"
"My body is my own … I'll just court death like this! It makes your heart ache! I did it on purpose! "
"Feng Xinglang! You. You, do you even have any shame? "
"My wife and children are already running away with someone else. I don't even want my life anymore, what's the use of my face?"
"You …"
Xueluo was already speechless.
When Xueluo got used to the dim light in the basement, he realized that the back of a man's hand and the palms of his hands were all festering to varying degrees.
"Feng Xinglang, I beg you … Stop pushing me, okay? You can't win against Hetun! "
Xueluo held the man's injured hand. She couldn't loosen her grip, nor could she;
"As long as you and your son's hearts are with me … I won against Hetun! "
Feng Xinglang stared deeply into the woman's eyes that were filled with tears.
"Xueluo, the previous Feng Xinglang was not an independent individual. He was not free, and he could not be at ease! But the current Feng Xinglang, his body and mind are free, he can offer everything he has to you two! Xueluo... "
"Feng Xinglang, stop it … Please don't say it again! "
Lin Xueluo leaned on the iron fence and started to sob softly.
Suddenly, the entire basement lit up. It was dazzlingly bright.
"Xueluo! Get out of the way! "
At the same time, in almost an instant, Feng Xinglang tried his best to push Lin Xueluo who was half crawling while leaning on the iron fence. Xueluo lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Feng Xinglang groaned as he was bounced against the wall behind him. Smoke rose, then the pungent smell of burnt flesh filled the air.
Feng Xinglang pushed her away, but he himself was not able to escape.
Everything happened too suddenly, Xueluo who was pushed to the ground seemed to become a mess.
Before she could get up from the ground, she saw a pair of feet wearing military boots.
Above that, she saw the Hetun.
Next to the Hetun was Xing Shi'er, who was holding a remote control in his hand.
Xueluo was afraid of the Hetun; when he saw it, he trembled slightly.
"Hetun, I never thought that such a formidable person would actually do such a despicable thing!"
This time, Feng Xinglang was really struck by lightning; it was as if a thousand needles had pierced his body, and the brain matter inside his brain was almost bursting out of his seven orifices. He was as weak as a shrimp. He couldn't stand up straight, so he could only lean against the wall.
"A stubborn mouth!"
Calmly said, the two words "Hetun" came out from his mouth.
It was as if he was not interested in Feng Xinglang who was inside the iron fence, and was looking down at him from above.
Xing … "Mister Xing …"
Xueluo muttered, he wanted to crawl up from the cold ground, but unexpectedly, Hetun kicked her left shoulder, the force of the kick was too strong, it almost broke Xueluo's entire body.
Xueluo's originally delicate body slid for a meter before finally crashing into the wall behind her and stopping.
"Hetun, if you're still a f * cking man, then don't touch a woman! If you have the guts, then kill me! "
Feng Xinglang roared as he rushed towards the iron fences, another electric shock threw him back, and he landed heavily on the ground.
With a "puchi", what should have been an internal injury, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from Feng Xinglang's mouth … …