Chapter 1606 – Unendurable Pain
Xing Shiwu!
Two Xing Shiwu s!
If they left him on the yacht, the two little guys would be dead. And one of the children had been injured.
So, under the cover of the heavy machine gun on the freighter, he ran back toward the cabin.
Running was not accurate. In truth, Feng Xinglang was dragging his injured leg that was drenched in blood towards the cabin.
"Feng Xinglang, why are you running back? The escalator is over there! "
"Xing Shiwu is still in the cabin! I'll go save them both! "
"Xing Shiwu… Xing Shiwu… "
Just as Feng Xinglang called out, a bullet flew right past his head.
"Father… I am here! "
At that time, Xing Shiwu really thought that he was going to die; however, he never expected that his father Feng Xinglang would return to look for him.
In his arms, he was holding a strong boy who was bleeding profusely. Xing Shiwu guarded the injured him the entire time.
After all, such a narrow space was not enough for three people to hide in.
Furthermore, the woman was still worried about Songtai's safety!
Feng Xinglang said as he knelt over, wanting to pick up the bloodied strong boy.
"Daddy …"
The strong boy let out a weak cry. When he was forcibly thrown down from the higher ups, and was so concerned that Feng Xinglang made him lie down and not move, he seemed to have felt a never before felt fatherly love.
"Father… I… I can't take it anymore! "I can't walk …"
"It's okay! Daddy will carry you away! "
Feng Xinglang's left arm was injured by the spear, and he could not exert too much strength, "Fifteen, use your hand to support your brother, and let your father hold him tightly!"
"Daddy, don't. Don't waste your time on me. I really. He was really going to die soon… Take Number 1 and leave quickly! "
The strong boy had not only suffered internal injuries, but his right leg seemed to have been hit as well.
"You must persevere! Daddy believes you're an insistent child! Don't let Dad down! And don't disappoint your foster father and brothers! "
Feng Xinglang was already injured, and the robust boy weighed more than 30 kilograms. Carrying him through the rain of bullets was undoubtedly risking his own life.
But Feng Xinglang could not lose these two children!
They were chosen by the Hetun to save their children.
"Father, let me carry Number Two! Your legs are bleeding! "
Seeing Feng Xinglang's left leg swaying, Xing Shiwu could feel that his left leg was probably injured.
"It's okay! Father can persevere! Stay right behind Dad, be brave, and don't be afraid! "
"Fifteen is not afraid! Dad, you have to be careful yourself! "
The little guy nodded vigorously as he pushed the injured robust boy upwards.
"Puff puff puff!"
Just as Feng Xinglang walked out of the cabin door, flames came out from a light machine gun amidst the smoke and smoke that was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Feng Xinglang hugged the sturdy man tightly and squatted down to find a place to hide.
Feng Xinglang felt a strong pushing force in his chest just now. One of the bullets had already drilled into his flesh, almost passing through his chest as he looked at the strong boy in his arms …
The boy was shot, and three times in a row!
It was also because the strong boy blocked the impact on his behalf that the bullet did not take Feng Xinglang's life!
"Fifteen… Fifteen… How are you? Hold on, we can soon climb onto the cargo ship! "
Looking at the little boy in his arms who was on the verge of death, Feng Xinglang's eyes instantly moistened.
He did not dare to imagine: If the person who was struck by the blood in his arms was not only his son Feng Linnuo, how could he possibly go crazy?
"Father… Could you tell my foster father… My foster father said. Number 2 … Number 2 … Today was a very. "Very brave …"
Without even a name, Feng Xinglang could only call this boy 'Fifteen'.
"Father… I… I… I like you so much. He also likes Nuonuo … "Little brother…"
"Daddy loves you too!"
Feng Xinglang buried his head into the boy's bloodied shoulder, and sobbed silently for a long time.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and before the sad Feng Xinglang could regain her senses, a huge body collapsed in front of his feet.
He was one of Celeste's subordinates. A heavy, muscular man. He was preparing to ambush Feng Xinglang who was in pity.
The one who shot was Xing Shiwu. The gun was taken from Feng Xinglang.
The little guy's arm became numb from the recoil, but Feng Xinglang's life was saved!
Only then did Feng Xinglang recover from his grief and regained his composure. He put down the dead boy in his arms, turned over the dead man's body, and took the submachine gun from his shoulder.
"Fifteen, let's go!"
"Dad, you have to be careful of the right side! The one on the right should be coming for them! They are all light machine guns, they should not be Celeste's men!
Xing Shiwu's hearing was extremely sharp. His judgement was also quite accurate.
"Support? Could it be the Yamaguchi-gumi's Concealed Ink? "
Feng Xinglang muttered, "Fifteen, stay behind daddy and try your best not to expose yourself!"
Xing Shiwu took off his outer clothes and covered the robust boy's body.
"Sleep in peace! I will avenge you! "
Xing Shiwu was calmer than Feng Xinglang. Maybe Feng Xinglang's move to return and find him had caused him to become full of vitality all of a sudden.
Even if he had to die, he had to first send his father Feng Xinglang safely onto the cargo ship!
With sorrow and sadness in his heart, Feng Xinglang led Xing Shiwu out of the cabin!
Just as he left the boat cabin, a black shadow threw the tall and sturdy Feng Xinglang beneath him, and then he was pulled along and rolled over to the corner. Under his feet, bullets flew in all directions.