Chapter 353

He Tun didn't vent his anger on his subordinates, but waved and let Xing Laosan's gang retreat.

Staring at the man-made leather goods stained with blood loss, Hetun seems to be trapped in a quagmire.

He thought of Feng Xinglang's face again

The face that makes him want to rip off at a glance!

Feng Xinglang woke up from the pain.

I didn't sleep well.

In addition to the pain all over his body, there was also the dream of violent collision, which made him sweat as if he had been thrown into the oven.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw CongGang's face that he wanted to beat.

The external application is Chinese herbal medicine, which also emits the heat of fumigation. It's going to make him better.

Cong just injected into the body, is the western medicine antibiotics.

It's just a glance at the ring. Feng Xinglang recognizes CongGang's haunted house. In broad daylight, the curtain was still closed.

Feng Xinglang wanted to turn over and sit up, but he could touch the wound on his body. The pain made him groan.

At that time, in the business car, apart from the excitement of trying to kill the people in the riot car, Feng Xinglang didn't feel the pain on his body; but at this moment, all the wounds were fighting against him.

Cong Gang holds Feng Xinglang's strong waist and drives his upper body down.

"It's not a serious injury, but it's not a light one for you: a fractured rib with slight internal bleeding; a broken piece of glass cuts your left ear all the way to the scapula of your left back shoulder; there's a four centimeter long wound on your left leg that doesn't hurt the main artery."

It is enough to show that Cong Gang inspected Feng Xinglang very carefully.

Feng Xinglang tried to sit up again, but his left half of his body seemed to be anesthetized, and he could not exert any strength.

It's obvious that the anesthetic is not effective enough. Feng Xinglang gave a low and severe abuse, and finally he lay back.

"Give me your cell phone and I'll make a call." Feng Xinglang said vigorously.

After all, people who are just carbohydrates can't compete with chemicals.

Cong Gang's mobile phone is very simple, the style is very old, this is a kind of encryption mobile phone. The call was to housekeeper mo.

"Lao Mo, it's me. Feng Xinglang

This is a strange phone with no calling number displayed. So Feng Xinglang opened his mouth first.

"Second young master, where are you? Is it hurt? "

I can tell that housekeeper Mo on the other end of the mobile phone is very impatient.

"Don't worry about me! I'm still alive

Feng Xinglang cheered up, "by the way, where's my brother? Is he OK? Do you think I'm going crazy? "

"It's no use saying that the young master worried about you all night!" Housekeeper Mo said truthfully.

The next second, the end of the mobile phone will come the urgent voice of Feng Lixin.

"Lao Mo, are you Xinglang? Let me talk to him."

At this moment, when Feng Xinglang heard that his elder brother Feng Lixin was safe, he instinctively wanted to hang up his mobile phone. Because he doesn't want to face the interrogation of Feng Lixin.

But the mobile phone finally came to Feng Lixin.

"Yes, is that you? Are you hurt? "

"Well! Can eat, can sleep You can beat people. "

Fenghang is a long road with light wind and light clouds.

"Where's the snow? Where did the snow fall? Didn't you bring snow to the white mansion? Why didn't you see snow falling? "

Sure enough, Feng Lixin asks Lin xueluo's whereabouts.

"I think I went back to school. The child's mind is heavy on study, so let's not interfere with her study. "

Only Feng Xinglang could think of such a reason to fool people. In order to appease Feng Lixin, I really took great pains.

"Xinglang, don't deceive me! I called classmate yuan. She said that xueluo didn't go back to the dormitory at all last night! Xiaoqian's mobile phone doesn't work! There must be something wrong with the snow

Feng Lixin has formed a certain immunity to Feng Xinglang's words. It's not so easy to fool him.

Facing Langxin, he asked.

He's not hard hearted! Maybe he will also care about that woman, but last night's situation, he must give up everything.

"I'm not obliged to watch her for you! Come on, brother, don't ask any more questions! If you have a leisurely mood, you can play chess with Mr. Bai! "

Feng Xinglang didn't give Feng Lixin the chance to continue questioning him, so he hung up his mobile phone.

As long as Feng Lixin enters the white mansion, it's like entering a safe, safe and comfortable.

It's an ideal place indeed! It's much quieter than training camp!

Inadvertently, Feng Xinglang thought of the missing woman. What kind of situation is she in now?

It should be in the hands of Hetun!

Will the ferocity of yihetun poison a weak woman? What kind of poisonous hand will be laid?Feng Xinglang's heart can no longer be calm. More winning waves are surging up and down in my heart.

"Two women, which one are you thinking about?"

Cong Gang's hand glided over Feng Xinglang's smooth muscle texture, and applied fumigated Chinese herbal paste on his bruised subcutaneous bleeding wound.

Feng Xinglang's eyes were slightly folded up and hummed, "guess what?"

"I guess you first think that Lin Xue has fallen, and then you should think of LAN you..."

Cong Gang, with a certain hint.

Feng Xinglang seems to realize: if Lin xueluo is really taken away by Hetun, then LAN youyou must know her whereabouts.

Instinctively, he wanted to jump up and sit up, but his tired body, especially the left half of his body, which had not yet regained consciousness, was preventing Feng Xinglang's impulsive behavior. He had to lie back on the sofa.

The second call was to seal the house. Aunt Ann sat by the phone, waiting.

"Auntie an, where's LAN you? Is she awake? "

"Second young master, I've been waiting for your call Both of you brothers should be well

On hearing Feng Xinglang's voice, Auntie an couldn't resist the worry of staying up all night and began to cry.

"Auntie an, I'm fine, and so is my brother. You're worried. By the way, what about LAN you? "

After comforting the last sentence, Feng Xinglang asked LAN youyou in a tight voice.

"Well, not long after you left last night, someone came to pick up Miss LAN."

"Who is it?"

"A thin man with high cheekbones."

It's Xing San!

It seems that it is still a step late. LAN you now seems to be in the hands of Hetun.

"Lan youyou has been taken away from Fengjia by that old man."

Feng Xinglang Junmei is slightly astringent and throws his mobile phone to CongGang.

"That's terrible!"

Cong Gang pasted the last piece of Chinese herbal medicine for activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis on the mermaid line on Feng Xinglang's left waist.

"I'm very jealous when I meet my rival! With LAN youyou's vicious means, she won't let Lin Xue fall better!