Chapter 724

When Feng Xinglang came in, Little Joe gave him a charming smile.

"Mr. Feng, how are you?"

Little Joe was very young. He was twenty-four or twenty-five years old and in his prime. The simple ponytail shows the vigor of youth and makes people look bright.

But as a special assistant, it's still a little tender.

"That's what my wife said. She adores me

Feng Xinglang's "wife" is a pun. Because she is the Secretary appointed by his son, he refused so politely.

"You Do you have a wife? "

When Xiao Qiao heard Feng Xinglang's "wife", he seemed quite surprised.

"Surprised?"

Feng Xinglang gave a handsome smile and added: "I not only have a wife, but also a five-year-old son! It's lovely and stubborn! "

"Oh..." Little Joe seems to have a little lost sigh, nibbling the corner of his lip, beautiful and moving.

"So you should do well! Don't covet what you don't deserve! "

That's direct enough. Feng Xinglang didn't have much patience to think about his speaking skills with a little secretary.

When Feng Xinglang turns to leave, Xiao Qiao's next words really amaze him.

"Mr. Feng, you don't wear clothes More handsome

This girl How bold! How dare you make a play in front of me, the president?

Feng Xinglang turns around again, slightly squinting at Xiao Qiao, the Secretary of Hongxia qiaoran.

"You say that Like you've seen me naked? "

Most women can't resist Feng Xinglang's powerful evil eyes, but this little Joe seems to be quite new-born and not afraid of tigers. She even met Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"Of course I have! There is a scar on your right rib! It's really cool

Xiao Qiao answered Feng Xing's questions in a positive tone. Besides, it also describes a detail

At the right rib of Feng Xinglang, there is a scar that has not been completely healed. There was a broken rib and a lung puncture.

The smile on Feng Xinglang Jun's face condensed little by little, "I don't remember that I was lucky to have loved you Where's the grapevine? "

This little Joe just came to the company for three days, and he didn't have the opportunity to go in and out of his lounge. How could he know the details of him!

What do you hear from gossip? Or did you peek in the wrong way?

"I'm not sure if the person in the photo is you. But now it must be! "

Xiao Qiao is a smart girl. She can tell from Feng Xinglang's facial expression that the man in the photo is indeed her own.

"Photos? What picture? " Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"Mr. Feng, see for yourself!"

Xiao Qiao turned the monitor directly, "Mr. Feng, since you have a wife and children, you don't want to come out! Then these photos, someone must want to set you up! "

When Feng Xinglang saw the photos on Xiao Qiao's monitor, a layer of frost slowly condensed on his handsome face.

Yan bang, that bastard, even has that hobby?

Even if he's a pervert himself, he's still learning from other people's Guanxi classmates. Did he take photos and send them to the Internet?

Is this the rhythm of death?

"These pictures Where did you get it? "

Feng Xinglang suppresses the fury in the body and asks quietly, who has been watching his secretary, Xiao Qiao.

"Oh, it was reprinted from a butterfly named" the butterfly who can't fly across the sea. ". However, the original image and text have been deleted, it is estimated that it is for fear of being tracked. Now, what's spread on the Internet is all copies! "

From the shooting position of those pictures, it should be indoor shooting. The shooting point is fixed. This camera, or micro camera, should be built into Yan Bang's room.

The imperial dragon city of Yanbang is heavily guarded, so ordinary people can't go in at all.

It seems that Yan Bang's hobby of dog stuff is really disgusting!

"Print me a copy of those photos." Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.

"Oh, good!" Xiao Qiao immediately gave Feng Xinglang a set of fairly clear photos.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. I have only seen these photos for the time being. It took less than an hour to publish and delete the "flying butterfly" It shouldn't be too late to take control. "

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were rather deep. "Call Nina and show her these photos. She knows how to deal with them!"

Holding the printed pictures, Feng Xinglang walked out of the Secretary's office with a frost like face.

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at this moment, Feng Xinglang has the heart to kill people!

Some things can be turned a blind eye. But once it's torn open, it's exposed to the magnesium lamp, which means it's differentFeng Xinglang always thought Yan Bang knew the bottom line. Also always think Yan Bang dare not exceed his bottom line!

When Yan Bang risked his life to save him from the fire, Feng Xinglang seemed to have realized something unusual.

Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, for Yan bang, he should be spared!

But now it seems that, whether it is sparse or blocked, it will not help.

Perhaps now the only way is to kill it and then quickly!

Feng Xinglang's Bentley dashed into Yulong city.

Yan Bang is in the gym, doing the functional rehabilitation training of his left arm under the guidance of the doctor.

His broken arm was broken by Xing Laowu in order to help Feng Xinglang deal with Hetun. If he hadn't been lucky enough, he would have died on that freighter.

Yan Bang never regretted that he had to fight for Feng Xinglang. For people like him who don't know when he will die suddenly on the street, it's really rare to have some spiritual pursuit.

"Lang?"

At the moment of seeing Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang's eyes were shining.

But Feng Xinglang didn't say a word. He rushed up and gave Yan bang a fierce hook, which made Yan Bang's resolute face slant to one side.

"Feng Xinglang, your way of greeting is quite special But I like it

Yan Bang wiped the blood from his mouth and chatted with Feng Xinglang with a smile.

"You son of a bitch, go to hell!"

Feng Xinglang in the fierce, one after another to Yan bang a good fight. Until Yan Bang's men realized that Feng Xinglang was a real fight, they came forward to surround Feng Xinglang in the violence.

At this moment, Yan Bang's face was full of blood.

"Jianhu, go and get you a knife! He's tired with fists. Change a knife and let him poke again! "

Even when Yan bang, who was full of blood, faced the violent Feng Xinglang, he was still a kind of heartbreaking protection.