Chapter 366 Feng Xinglang, You Wicked Bastard!

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Cong Gang raised his deep eyes, filled with an indescribable sense of heaviness.

Feng Xinglang could feel heavy depression just looking at it.

"Are you familiar with Yan Bang?" Cong Gang asked without answering.

"Hmm...should be very familiar!"

"Is he the one who rescued you from the underground warehouse?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Well, it's him!"

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "You're not doubting Yan Bang, are you?"

"He is not a good man! Stay away from him!"

Cong Gang said coldly. Bite every word hard.

"Cong Gang, are you too nervous? Weeds are like soldiers?"

Feng Xinglang twitched the corner of his lips slightly, "Are you actually suspicious of a person who risked his life to save me from the flames?"

"With ulterior motives, sometimes it doesn't mean to kill you, but maybe... the person who wants you!" Cong Gang said coldly.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, was silent for a while, and then smiled.

"Cong Gang, you think too much! He, Bai Mo and I have been friends for more than ten years, and Yan Bang has always played the role of elder brother like father!"

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang let out a sigh of relief, "Cong Gang, you have been alone for too long, and you don't realize brotherly friendship at all! When I settle Hetun, I will introduce you to Yan Bang and the others. !"

Cong Gang fell silent. It seemed that he didn't want to continue this topic with Feng Xinglang.

Perhaps, he was really too nervous.

Just as Feng Xinglang was about to stand up, his ribs inadvertently touched the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

"What are you still doing, come and help me!" He yelled.

Feng Xinglang was very heavy, and he could hardly use his own strength; Cong Gang supported most of his weight before helping him up.

In the bathroom, Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang who was still supporting his waist.

"I can hold that thing by myself, you can go out!"

"..."

*****

Ye Zhuang.

Under the cover of the shady curtain, its brilliance blooms. It is a joyful paradise for depressed men and women!

Of course Feng Xinglang came here not for entertainment and entertainment, but to watch over Bai Mo.

He didn't want old man Bai to be in an embarrassing situation that might happen.

It's always good to plan ahead!

Feng Xinglang knew that his elder brother Feng Lixin was safe for the time being.

In fact, at this moment, he also wanted to find a place to relieve his irritability.

Ever since Lan Youyou sent him the photo of Xueluo being beaten with blood all over his face, he fell into inexplicable anxiety.

Not only because of the feeling of guilt towards that woman, but also because of the pain from the seventh rib!

The woman is now in the hands of Hetun, and she wants to have a private relationship with Hetun. Obviously, Hetun will not cooperate.

Feng Xinglang thought about using the power of the police. But it is too risky to do so.

Destroying corpses and destroying traces has always been the best strategy for desperadoes!

But now, as Cong Gang said: What Hetun wants to do for himself is multiple-choice questions, and Lin Xueluo is only one of the options; the elder brother Feng Lixin is in the White Mansion, no doubt Hetun still lacks a necessary option , in order to complete this multiple choice question.

In other words: Lin Xueluo is at least safe now.

Feng Xinglang counted thousands of times, but he couldn't figure it out: Lin Xueluo is pregnant!

He thought that Lan Youyou would just beat Lin Xueluo up to show his anger, at least Lin Xueluo's life would be saved; but how did he know that that silly, sweet woman was almost four months pregnant?

"Don't go in with me...is it cool?"

When Feng Xinglang opened the car door, Cong Gang didn't show any signs of getting out of the car together.

"Your ribs haven't healed yet, take it easy when you're feeling better! Drink less alcohol, it will delay things!"

Cong Gang's voice was low and serious.

Feng Xinglang smiled, reached out and brushed Cong Gang's cut hair, and replied in a gentle voice, "Listen to you!"

After getting off the car, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned around again, and said to Cong Gang in the car:

"I won't come back tonight, you don't have to wait here! Let you go on vacation."

Cong Gang was silent. His eyes followed Feng Xinglang's muscular body into Yezhuang.

It seemed that when Feng Xinglang entered the private room from the lobby of Yezhuang, Cong left in the Cayenne just now without any abnormalities.

In the darkness, Yan Bang's resolute face was a little cold.

"Have you seen the man in the Cayenne? Send a few brothers to do him!"

"Did you do him? But he... seems to belong to Brother Lang!"

"It's enough for you to have me by your side! Other idlers are superfluous!"

"Understood, Mr. Yan."

"If you do a better job, that man is not easy to deal with! Use the two anti-riot vehicles that were just refitted yesterday!"

"OK."

"If half a word of this matter falls into Feng Xinglang's ears, you will definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Yan."

*****

When Feng Xinglang entered the private room, Bai Mo was watching the animal world.

On the huge LCD screen, the male lion seemed to be about to run out.

"Where's your own son?" Feng Xinglang joked leisurely.

"Your nephew was changed by Mu Yu!" Bai Mo stared at the LCD screen intently.

It was only then that Feng Xinglang discovered that there was still an anti-stasis plaster on Bai Mo's left cheek.

Was he really beaten by Yan Bang?

Feng Xinglang wanted to laugh, but he really wasn't in the mood to laugh.

"Didn't go back to greet the old man recently? Be a good grandson?"

Feng Xinglang sat down beside Bai Mo and watched the boring animal world with him.

Suddenly, Bai Mo waited for the opportunity to move; he began to play the tricks of sneak attack that he was happy to be loyal to.

With a cry, he rushed forward and ambushed Feng Xinglang, who was already depressed and restless.

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard with a stomach full of pus! You even lied to me that Yan Bang is gay, which caused me to be punched for nothing, and I almost lost my face!"

Bai Mo's indignant saliva sprayed on Feng Xinglang's face, and he pinched Feng Xinglang's neck with both hands, using almost all his strength.

Bai Mo often plays this kind of sneak attack indiscriminate behavior!

Because Ming is not as big as Feng Xinglang, he can only engage in this kind of shady sneak attack.

Every time, Bai Mo ended up asking for trouble, but this time he successfully counterattacked, and he was not thrown onto the carpet by Feng Xinglang.

This is a beautiful thing that has been waiting for a thousand years!

But the fact is that Bai Mo's knee pressed Feng Xinglang against his ribs, and the pain caused his whole body to soften.

In addition, Bai Mo was stuck on his neck like a lunatic, Feng Xinglang couldn't get rid of it for a while, and it really suffered a lot.

"Bai Mo, what are you doing, kid?"

Yan Bang, who walked in, let out a stern roar, and with a pounce, he grabbed Bai Mo's waist and threw him out in the air.

To be honest, this time Yan Bang's shot was really heavy, and Bai Mo was thrown on the carpet, shaking all kinds of dirty things, and staring at his eyes.