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ran into the room to find a paper slip for his mother to leave for her little friend Linnuo, then turned around to look at Xing Si who was lying on the ground.

If it were not for the fact that he asked for fruit juice, Old Four would not have been beaten up. The little guy still felt guilty.

"He\'s just asleep, don\'t worry!"

Maybe it was because he had served Feng Xinglang for too long, and it would be much easier to deal with this little thing that came from the same line as Feng Xinglang.

Under Cong Gang\'s comforting words, the anxious little friend Linnuo ran back into the study room.

Cong Gang stood outside the door of the study, and did not go in to see what the little guy had left for his mother.

In less than two minutes, the little fellow ran out while scratching its head and holding a large piece of paper.

"Your name is Cong Gang, right?"

"Yes!" "What\'s the problem?"

"Can you write your name?"

"..."

So the little thing had encountered a problem: he could not write Cong Gang\'s name.

Cong Gang took a glance at the note the little fellow left for Lin Xueluo.

It should be going with Cong Gang to see the bastard\'s father. But the little guy could not write the word \'Cong Gang\'. Because it was not yet time to teach Chinese in the kindergarten.

"You can use Pinyin."

Cong Gang suggested. He did not try to conceal the fact that he had taken the little thing with him.

"Phonetic? I don\'t know. Cong Gang, do you know how to write your name? "

The little guy became a little angry from the question.

"Um …" My Chinese is also not very good! "

The monitoring system of the entire villa was already in a state of stagnation, so of course Cong Gang would not leave any evidence that would be disadvantageous towards him.

"You\'re such a big person, yet you can\'t even write your own Chinese. There\'s no saving you!"

The little guy was extremely disgusted. Then, he wittily asked, "Do you have an English name?"

"Not yet... Why don\'t you help me pick one up? "

Cong Gang\'s temper had reached its peak. Feng Xinglang had taken the Chinese name, and now that his own son had given him the English name, it could be considered matching.

Linnuo\'s little friend looked like he was\' I can\'t be bothered with you \', and then ran into the living room to look for Wei Kang.

"Wei Kang, you should be able to write Chinese, right?"

Wei Kang heard the conversation that the little guy had with Cong Gang. Since Wei Kang couldn\'t write Chinese, he obviously wouldn\'t show off.

"I can only write Thai! "My Thai is really good!"

"Enough, enough …" You are all so weak! "

If you want to beg someone, you might as well. The little fellow looked at Wei Kang and Cong Gang with disdain as it climbed onto the dining table with a piece of white paper. He was scribbling something on the paper.

Cong Gang sneaked a closer look: The little thing had actually added a caterpillar behind it.

What does a caterpillar mean?

"You draw a caterpillar. Does your mommy know what that means? "

"Of course! It\'s smart of me to kiss Mommy! You\'re not called Buggy, but no one else has such a strange name! "

Alright, from the little guy\'s knowledge dictionary, he always thought that Cong Gang was strong. There was actually someone called \'Bug\' or something like that. It was no wonder that this tofu like Chinese was both hard to learn and write.

After he had completed his mission, the little fellow was carried in Cong Gang\'s embrace and left the Shallow Water Bay.

And at this moment, the Hetun was already on his way back to the Shallow Water Bay.

Twenty minutes ago, the terminal on Xing Shi\'er\'s body rang. Someone must have barged into the basement of the villa.

Only now did Hetun realize that he might have been tricked by someone to leave the mountain. This was because after Hetun rushed over, he did not manage to find the current second in command, Chi San. They should have to predict something in advance and avoided the Hetun\'s pursuit.

When Hetun rushed back to Shallow Water Bay, he only saw Xing Si lying on the ground at the entrance of the basement, and the intellectual door had already been smashed to the point where it lost the ability to lock and die.

In the basement, there was no trace of his grandson.

It seemed that not only did this person want his own son, but he also took him along with his own grandson.

"Foster father, look. This is a note left behind by fifteen people."

[Igotoseedadwith (a caterpillar)]

"Fifteen should have been taken away by Cong Gang. And when he couldn\'t write, he drew a caterpillar. "

If Xing Shi\'er could analyse it, of course the Hetun could as well.

Besides, the note that the little guy left behind was very simple. It was something that could be understood with just a glance.

Hetun sat on the sofa with a solemn look on his face. He was anxious and in pain as he pushed his hair, looking very solemn.

"Tell your second brother to bring people over quickly! You dare to touch the son and grandson of my Hetun, I will make him die a graveless death! "

The Hetun spoke each word coldly. The scar on the tail of the eye looked even stranger and fiercer.

It was expected that Xueluo and Xing Ba could not find Wei Kang at the GK Vanguard.

Through asking Nina, he found out that Feng Xinglang did not plan for the company\'s operations in advance. In other words, Feng Xinglang\'s disappearance was sudden, and was not something that was planned.

When Xueluo returned to the Shallow Water Bay, his mood was already heavy enough; however, he saw that the Hetun in the living room had an even darker and colder expression.

"Twelfth, what happened? Where\'s Nuonuo? "

Xueluo almost instinctively thought about his son Linnuo\'s safety.

Xing Shi\'er did not speak, and gave the note to Xueluo.

Seeing the note her son had left for her, she was almost paralyzed: The little thing actually went with Cong Gang to see her father Feng Xinglang.

Xueluo fell onto the floor, the hand holding the note trembling uncontrollably.

The husband is missing. Now even his son was gone!

There seemed to be no safe haven for them! Even if one was by the side of a tyrant like the Hetun, there was no guarantee that a tiger would take a nap.

Xueluo stared at the note his son left her, but he didn\'t sob anxiously like before.

She had experienced so many trials and hardships together with her son Linnuo. Are you done yet?

Xueluo was deeply worried about her child, but she didn\'t feel the fear she had previously: subconsciously, she felt that if her son really was taken away by Cong Gang, his life wouldn\'t be in danger.

It could be seen from the note written by his son.

It was written by his son himself.

The English part of the note was rather fluent, and the caterpillar seemed to have been altered more than once. It should be someone who wanted to write the word \'insect\' first, but after writing the word \'mouth\', he would no longer be able to do so. So I painted a caterpillar instead.

A kidnapper actually had the patience to wait for the little thing to finish drawing all these?

It seemed that the real purpose of the note was to leave Lin Xueluo with peace of mind!