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"Feng Xinglang, you have to catch all of them … The ball is still small, but at this height, she\'ll fall to her death. "

At this moment, Lan Youyou fully displayed the selfish side of human nature.

She only thought that her own child might be in danger, but it was equally dangerous to ignore someone else\'s child. Furthermore, she continued to beg the biological father of the other family\'s child to abandon his child in order to save her, Lan Youyou\'s daughter.

Perhaps, in Lan Youyou\'s opinion, the life of his daughter was much more precious than the child Lin Xueluo gave birth to!

Or perhaps, Lan Youyou had always thought that Lin Xueluo was just putting on an act, that she wanted to use Hetun\'s power to get rid of the mother and daughter pair.

Lin Xueluo was silent the entire time.

To be honest, she also wanted to humbly request that Feng Xinglang be able to choose a child that she could share with him. But Xueluo could not say anything.

As she was a mother that wanted to beg Feng Xinglang, Lan Youyou had finished speaking in her place.

She, Lan Youyou\'s daughter, would fall to her death.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, rolling down her cheeks like beads with a broken string.

It was a child born of her, Lin Xueluo\'s, hard work in October! In order to protect this little thing, she had suffered so much, suffered so much … It was even more humiliating than the humiliation Han Xin suffered.

Feng Xinglang was also silent.

And there was even the five year old Linnuo.

It was as if the three of them were just standing there silently. But at this moment, the silence was stronger than the silence.

When the sorrowful atmosphere in the central hall of the ship was almost done, the Hetun appeared along with Xing Shi\'er.

It was still the same sofa that was facing east to west. Hetun\'s entire being had a lazy attitude, as if he was the only one in the world.

Today\'s multiple choice questions were undoubtedly the upgraded version from five years ago.

If the choice from five years ago signified that Feng Xinglang had obtained it, then the choice from five years later, was Feng Xinglang\'s imminent loss.

"Hetun, you are a formidable person, yet you\'re using two little babies as hostages. Aren\'t you losing too much of your prestige and reputation in the underworld?"

One was his biological son, the other was his niece, who was equivalent to his biological daughter. Naturally, Feng Xinglang did not want to see either of the two children being injured.

"Your face... It\'s still so annoying! "

Every time he saw Feng Xinglang\'s face that resembled that woman\'s, Hetun\'s heart would become restless. It would hurt so much that he would never be able to sleep soundly for the rest of his life. It was as if he was haunted by demons from his nightmares.

"If you let go of these two children and those three idiots, I can consider trying to satisfy your visual appetite. It\'s fine if it is Avatar! "

Feng Xinglang said with a half humorous and half serious tone.

"It\'s too late... "Let\'s start with the multiple choice questions."

After pausing for a second or two, Hetun raised his head to look at Young Fifteen who was hanging on the horizontal pole. "That\'s right, Number Fifteen, what do you have to say to your bastard father?"

The little guy was silent for a moment, then he lightly said, "No!"

Feng Tuantuan\'s crying sounds nearly completely covered up Linnuo\'s words.

Heh, you brat, you really look down on your father! You don\'t even have to open your mouth to plead! "

It was not hard to tell that the Hetun\'s voice was filled with affection.

Since he was doted on, why should he hang his own child on the horizontal pole? Isn\'t that a contradiction?

"Putong!" Lan Youyou knelt outside the gate.

"Father, I beg of you, please let go of that ball …" She is your granddaughter. She is only 3 years old, just let her live! I will use my life in exchange for my daughter\'s! "

He remembered that five or six years ago, he had also kneeled in front of Hetun like this.

Only that time, Lan Youyou had pleaded for mercy for Feng Xinglang; but at this moment, Lan Youyou had done it for himself and Feng Xinglang\'s daughter.

"It\'s no use begging me!" The only person you can beg for, can only be Feng Xinglang! As long as he can catch your daughter, she can live! How simple! "

Hetun swept his eyes across Lan Youyou who was kneeling to him.

It seemed that Lan Youyou\'s tears and plea did not help to soften Hetun\'s heart.

Xueluo also wanted to kneel for Hetun; also wanted to beg Hetun to use her life in place of his son\'s, Linnuo\'s …

But she knew: What she obtained, would definitely be the same as Lan Youyou!

How could the multiple choice questions that Hetun had painstakingly set up not let Feng Xinglang make his choice and give up so easily?

"Twelve, you tell Feng Xinglang the rules of the game."

Hetun seemed to be too lazy to even continue talking. Picking up a Cuban cigar, he carelessly cut off the thick head with a cigar and then slowly lit it with a special match.

It was as if the impending bloody tragedy had nothing to do with him; he was just a leisurely spectator.

"It\'s very simple. Once the lead rope is cut, the two children will simultaneously descend from a height of six meters. You can choose between your son and daughter. You have ten seconds to think about it! "

"10, 9, 8 …"

As Xing Shi\'er counted ten times in a second, Feng Xinglang did not choose to catch a child, but to attack Hetun instead.

The countdown Xing Shi\'er paused for a moment, then reflexively went up to stop Feng Xinglang; however, it seemed that the Hetun had already expected this, with a \'sou\' sound, an arrow hit one of Feng Xinglang\'s legs that was in front of him …

This time, Hetun chose to give foster son 15 as a present, not a handgun.

One thing was certain: The Hetun did not do it to pity Feng Xinglang!

"Don\'t stop! "Continue counting!"

Hetun reprimanded.

"7, 6, 5..."

"Feng Xinglang, you have made a choice, and can save at least one more person. If you do not, both of them will die!"

Hetun reminded Feng Xinglang.

"4, 3 …" Xing Shi\'er\'s countdown continued.

Feng Xinglang retracted his leg and attacked the Hetun. Maybe the Hetun was right: if they gave up their choice, both children would be in danger. If they made a choice, they could still save at least one of the children!

Therefore, when Feng Xinglang turned around, he seemed to have ran in the direction of his son Linnuo …

"Feng Xinglang, Hetun won\'t hurt Linnuo, catch all of them … Please. "Catch the ball."

Lan Youyou screamed at the top of his lungs.

The distance between the two children was at least ten meters. It was impossible for Feng Xinglang to catch the second one after he ran forward to catch it.

Because the free fall speed is the same. The two children would fall to the marble floor at the same time.

"2 …" 1! "Cut it off!"

Following Xing Shi\'er\'s voice, the Hetun pressed the remote control button in his hand. With a "hualala" sound, the marble ground right below Linnuo\'s little friend was pushed aside, and a ball of ocean appeared.

At the same time, the two children fell down to the ground at the same time …

Honestly, Feng Xinglang was heading straight for his son, Linnuo.

But when he saw his son Linnuo\'s sea ball pond that appeared below him, he reflexively charged towards the falling Feng Tuantuan …

Because his son was safe, Feng Xinglang chose Feng Tuantuan.

At that time, Feng Xinglang had not realized that this decision of his was equivalent to losing his own son!