Chapter 370

The smell of scorch lingered on Feng Lixin for more than half a month.

At that time, Feng Xinglang almost stayed by Feng Lixin's side, accompanied him through every time.

To lift blue cloth's hand is very smooth, but Feng Xinglang's heart at this moment is full of ups and downs.

Even if a dog is picked up, it will have feelings after a long time together. What's more, Cong Gang is still a living man!

Under the blue cloth, a scorched body looks ferocious; it is impossible to judge his appearance from his scorched facial features.

"Boss, I will take revenge for you!" Ye Shinian has choked up.

Although Cong Gang often appears and disappears, and he is indifferent and alienated from strangers, ye Shinian is subject to Cong Gang's loneliness and arrogance, and always looks up to him.

Feng Xinglang didn't say a word. He just felt that he was not only suffering from rib pain, but also felt that he was suffering from pain all over his body. It's as hard as ten thousand ants.

"Years, you go out first, I want to be alone."

Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, showing endless sadness.

"Brother Lang, I beg your pardon." Ye Shinian retreated, choking fast and speechless.

Staring at the burnt body under the blue cloth, Feng Xinglang's eyes turned red.

"Dog, I'm not dead. How can you die? Didn't I order you: you can't die before I die? "

Seal line long low hiss, each word all bite so heavy.

Feng Xinglang holds Cong Gang's hand, which is deformed and twisted.

He has no taboo or fear. He is more receptive to some of these horrible corpses than ordinary people.

He thought Cong gang was just a guard dog in his mind, but at this moment, Feng Xinglang found that the relationship between master and servant is as light as water, which is also very precious!

"Cong Gang, you son of a bitch..."

Feng Xinglang scolded and tried to restrain the pain spreading in his heart. Deep breathing, want to ease the pain.

All of a sudden, Feng Xinglang's eyes on Jiao's arm closed.

Thinking about what happened, Feng Xinglang began to pinch the right arm of the burnt body with his hand. He even pinched his fingers into the middle of the two bones.

Ten minutes later, Feng left his hand and covered the blue cloth.

Outside the mortuary, ye Shinian smashed his fist on the wall and sobbed.

"Come on, stop howling! We will turn grief into strength

Feng Xinglang went to the pool and cleaned the dirt on his hands over and over again. Also used a lot of disinfectant.

"Hetun, it's a feud! I will kill you myself and avenge my brother Cong! " Ye Shinian vowed to gnash his teeth.

Feng Xinglang just glanced at ye Shinian and said faintly:

"these days, you send someone to follow Bai mo. Be ready to kidnap him at any time! "

"Ah? Why do we kidnap the prince Ye Shinian was really stunned.

"You have another choice, that is to kidnap Yan bang!"

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

"Kidnap Bongo?"

Ye Shinian's whole mouth was in an "O" shape. Because the kidnapping of Yan Bang is purely for death, does he have a small life?

Who is Yan bang? But Shencheng's Executioner! Kidnapping him is not for death!

"Forget it, I'd better stare at Bai Mo!"

Persimmon pick soft pinch, know the current affairs for the hero.

"Lango, what are we doing to kidnap Prince Mo? Don't you think about Mr. White's property? " Ye Shinian asked curiously.

"In Shencheng, nothing is more sensational than kidnapping Baimo and Yanbang!"

If Feng Xinglang thinks about it. If Baimo was kidnapped by Hetun, it would be natural for old Chu to ask Yamen to use special forces.

"Lango, there are many ways to make headlines, and we don't have to kidnap them!" Ye Shinian kindly reminds us.

"Ask again and cut your tongue!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, then went into Lamborghini and left without looking back.

Seeing Lamborghini disappear, ye Shinian seems to be a little resentful for CongGang.

Because he didn't see that he was sad because of Cong Gang's death from Feng Xinglang Gang's words and deeds.

"Alas, the tea is cold when people die!"

Ye Shinian sighed.

Lamborghini, the green frog like color, is too much. Just as I was in a hurry, I casually chose the fast one from Baimo.

It seems that the psychological depression has been released, so Feng Xinglang changed from GK group to a Hummer with better cross-country anti-collision function.

As soon as Feng Xinglang changed his car, he received a call from Aunt an from Feng's home.

"Second young master, the man who took Miss LAN from Feng's house is here again.""Xing San? What's he doing in Fengjia? Did he embarrass you? "

"No! He said he wanted to talk to you about something and let you come back when you have time. It's about Mrs. snow

When it comes to snow, Feng Xinglang's sword eyebrows suddenly gather.

"Did he come alone?"

"Well, he's alone!"

"Good! I'll be right back and tell him to wait a moment! "

"All right. I'm going to make tea for him first

This can avoid the first day of junior high school, but not the 15th.

White old man's a body day by day worse, Leng is the grandson Bai Mo to force back.

When Bai Mo's parents died early, he paid more attention to the reproduction of Bai family's offspring.

From the women selected by Feng Xinglang last night, Bai Mo looks for a woman who is close to his eyes and drives to Bai mansion in a hurry.

Qinan Road, less than five kilometers away from the white mansion, was intercepted by a dazzling red Maserati.

Maserati, see you, Maserati. Fate!

And the phantom from the red Maserati makes Baimo's heart beat.

It's LAN you!

Today, LAN youyou is beautiful and clean: her pure student sister is straight, elegant and moving. Light makeup, her beauty set off more natural, pure as a fairy who does not eat fireworks between people. Ordinary clothes can't hide her refined temperament.

The convertible stopped steadily at Lanyou's feet.

"Sister, did the car break down? It's my pleasure. "

At this moment, LAN youyou's melancholy temperament makes Bai Mo want it.

"Who is she? The soil is like sweet potato! Isn't it Murphy's girlfriend? "

The woman in the open car was almost furious with Lan You's more sarcastic momentum than sarcasm.

"Come on, sweet potato, take the money and have tea in a cool place!"

Baimo throws the woman a pile of thick red notes and waves her away.

LAN youyou's trick of beauty is not to be flattered.