Chapter 1478 Mr. Feng, Are You Doing some Exercise?

Feng Xinglang instinctively wanted to turn his head to look, but a shadow attacked him with lightning speed!

The speed was so fast that Feng Xinglang had no time to react; before he could even see the black figure's face clearly, he was pinned to the opposite wall by the approaching black shadow, and even held an arm back. It's on my back and I can't move.

No matter how handsome your face is, it will be squeezed by the wall and distorted.

"Cong Gang, let the fuck go!"

Feng Xinglang hissed with anger, his handsome face turned red as he struggled to free himself.

The black shadow that was restraining Feng Xinglang paused for an instant, then released its restraint on Feng Xinglang, and at the same time jumped away to a safe distance one meter away.

"Can you recognize this?" Cong Gang murmured in confusion.

Because he was certain that during the entire attack on Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang had no chance to see his face clearly.

Feng Xinglang moved his arm that was cut behind his back, and the pain made him gasp.

"Feng Xinglang, with your skills, if you really meet a killer, you won't even have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy!" Cong Gang snorted slightly.

It was just a test, and he successfully suppressed Feng Xinglang; if he really wanted to kill him and silence him, Feng Xinglang would be a corpse at this moment!

Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger in his heart and looked up and down at Cong Gang, who was trying to kill him: he was in good condition, and even had a hint of teasing others! Not to mention his skills... he should have recovered at least 90% of the time.

"Rouen...are you pretending to be a ghost?" Feng Xinglang asked sternly.

To be honest, living in fear is not pleasant.

Maybe Feng Xinglang himself wasn't afraid, but he had to take care of his wife and children.

"Tell me first, how did you recognize me?"

Cong Gang didn't answer the question. There seemed to be an indescribable excitement in his words.

Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a cold look, "I can't recognize you within half a meter... You really think highly of me!"

Even though Feng Xinglang said this, Cong Gang was still confused: Could it be that Feng Xinglang had an extraordinary talent for smell?

Certainly not! But how he recognized himself remains to be tested!

Or maybe he was just a blind cat who met a dead mouse and made a wild guess!

"Did you follow me to Rouen?" Feng Xinglang asked sharply again.

"Do you think I have that much free time?" Cong Gang responded.

"I think you're not only idle, but you're so idle that it hurts! You even sent someone to kidnap Nono just to tease me? Isn't it funny?"

Feng Xinglang suddenly punched Cong Gang; he didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would use such an unprepared trick. Although Cong Gang's reaction was half a beat too slow, he still managed to get out of the way.

After two reminder knocks, Nina pushed the door open and entered. I happened to see the CEO striking a very powerful pose.

In the huge CEO office, there was only CEO Feng Da. And he’s still CEO Feng Da in a mighty pose!

"Mr. Feng... are you... exercising?"

Nina really couldn't think of the purpose of the CEO making such a powerful gesture alone in the office.

Narcissistic?

Even if the CEO is really narcissistic, it is not easy for her to expose it.

Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked around: Is that dog moving so fast? Could it be that he jumped directly from the GK Building?

"Well, fitness!" Feng Xinglang did a few more supplementary movements, "What's the matter?"

"You have a department meeting for the planning department this morning."

"You go and host it first. I'll be there in an hour!"

"Okay Mr. Feng."

Nina responded while scanning the office. Just now, she vaguely seemed to hear the CEO talking to someone. Could it be that the beauty is hidden in the golden house and it is not convenient for her to see it?

after an hour? With President Feng's voracious appetite, he can probably get everything done!

After Nina went out, Feng Xinglang waited for more than a minute, but Cong Gang didn't come out yet.

Did he really jump off the stairs and kill that bitch? Feng Xinglang instinctively walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to check...

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice came from behind Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang turned around and glanced sideways at Cong Gang, then raised his voice with interest and asked, "Where is it hidden?"

"you guess!"

Cong Gang's appearance looks quite... deserving of a beating. It seems to be indifferent, but it also hides the temptation that makes people want to find out.

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang, "You deliberately want me to live in that kind of panic?"

"I'm kindly reminding you...don't you appreciate it?" Cong Gang turned around, "Forget it, then you are asking for it!"

"Stop! Cong Gang, who did you learn the bad habits that your mother is talking about?"

Feng Xinglang could tell: there must be something wrong with Cong Gang waiting in his office. And it’s still a big deal!

"Want to hear?"

Cong Gang paused. Maybe he didn't want to leave with such regret.

"All ears."

Feng Xinglang sat down in the executive chair and looked very patient.

"In order to avenge Xing Er and the others, your own father killed 13 members of his family. I heard that he didn't even spare his grandson holding a bottle of milk!"

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "Does this have anything to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you...but whoever is Hetun's son will be in bad luck!"

"What do you mean?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"Diego Ceresto, I am a famous military gangster in eastern Mexico. I finally celebrated my birthday, but your own father gave it to me! A family of 14 people was almost wiped out!"

Feng Xinglang listened quietly. It seems that I heard something.

"You said that Diego Ceresto, a family of 14, 13 of whom were killed by Hetun... Where is the remaining one?"

Cong Gang showed a slight smile of appreciation, "President Feng Da is really smart. He also knows that 14 minus 13 equals a living life!"

"You want to say that the man who escaped death wants to come to me for revenge?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"Guess who is the only one left alive?"

Cong Gang suppressed the half-hearted smile on his resolute face.

"Could it be...Diego Ceresto himself?" Feng Xinglang responded casually.

"You guessed it! It's Diego Cerresto himself! It was just his stand-in who died! He played Escape from the Shell with your biological father!"

Feng Xinglang's face suddenly turned cold, "Shouldn't he seek revenge from Hetun?"

"I think so too!" Cong Gang said leisurely, "The key point is that Diego Ceresto doesn't think so!"

"Then what does he want to do?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"Originally, I thought he would follow your biological father He Tun to come to Shencheng to avenge and redress injustice..."