Chapter 763

Feng Xinglang left Repulse Bay with a heavy heart.

A burst of suffocation hit, some breathless!

The cool evening wind poured in from the open window, whistling and ringing. The strength of the way, enough to prick people's cheek pain.

Men know that if a woman stays in the shallow bay, both mother and son will be safe.

For a man, his own women and children do not choose him, but choose the protection of others, which is more painful than beating him in the face.

But for now, that's the only way.

The way a woman holds a bone chopper to her neck really shocked the man.

Lin xueluo has Lin xueluo's grievance, but fengxinglang also has fengxinglang's helplessness.

Feng Xinglang doesn't know that he is a slave and partial to his elder brother Feng Lixin, which is unfair to Lin xueluo.

Feng Xinglang also knows that Lan youyou is just making use of the fatal weakness of being a brother slave to make trouble.

But LAN Youyou, the person she was dealing with, was Yan bang, and she also got the punishment she deserved.

But xueluo's mother and son are the victims of the quarrel between LAN you and Yan bang.

From his son's two Adventures: one attempted and one unexpected, Feng Xinglang realized that there was a pair of invisible hands controlling and fermenting the bad effects brought about by his group photo with Yan bang.

Feng Xinglang thought of a person.

A person who is too quiet to notice him recently, but thinks of him in the cold.

As fast as a whirlwind, Porsche is coming towards the hillside of Qibei mountain city.

This is Cong Gang's residence. It's bleak during the day and eerie at night.

There were still roadblocks, but Feng Xinglang forced his way through the bushes on one side. Even if a super car broke up, it couldn't stop Feng Xinglang's heart to ask for a crime.

This night, has been tossing the midnight, nearly two o'clock in the morning, the night is deep, people have been quiet.

Feng Xinglang's super run, a beautiful tail flick, stopped at the door of CongGang's haunted house in the condition that smoke was already seen in the hood.

The haunted house was quiet.

Set off in the dark, more mysterious and creepy.

Feng Xinglang has been to Cong Gang's haunted house more than once, so he is not surprised.

"Bang bang bang", Feng Xinglang hit the smart door with a heavy fist, which was particularly harsh in the quiet dark night.

No matter whether people or ghosts are dormant in the haunted house, they are also awakened by Feng Xinglang's savage knocking at the door.

Perhaps the people in the house knew that someone had broken into his territory, but they were too lazy to pay attention to the barbarism and violence of the intruders.

It's not just hitting the door with fists. Feng Xinglang has already started kicking with his legs. The whole smart door is buzzing with discontent.

A "click" is the sound of unlocking the lock.

It means that the people in the room wake up, and that they already know who is coming.

The light in the living room is not bright, but dim. It blends well with the dark night and makes people's eyes comfortable.

In the living room, Feng Xinglang did not see CongGang; most of the space was still occupied by pots and pans, flowers and plants.

It makes people feel ethereal.

Feng Xinglang didn't want to enjoy the beautiful flowers and plants. He walked towards the bedroom where CongGang might be.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, there is a faint light. Against the background of the deep corridor, there is a sense of terror.

Feng Xinglang walked towards the slightly opened door of the master bedroom without hesitation. He knew: there was no flood or beast in it.

There will only be Cong Gang!

It was not until Feng Xinglang stood beside him that Cong Gang seemed to have just woken up from his sleep.

Cong Gang, sleepy and drowsy, seems to have a different feeling of being at home.

But unfortunately, in his bedroom, or even the entire villa, there is no trace of the existence of women.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang, who is curious, doubts: is this CongGang an alien creature? He is a man who lives at home, but he has fierce skills and behavior.

"So late What are you doing here? "

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang drowsily and sat up straight from his chair.

Feng Xinglang handed me a cigarette. It seems that I want to stimulate the sleeping cells with smoke.

"I never smoke! Did you forget? "

Micro Dun, Cong Gang's eyelids drooped, "of course, you have no obligation to remember these."

Feng Xinglang transferred the cigarette between his fingers to his lips, took it and lit it.

Handsome man, ruffian action.

A burst of huff and puff, smoke shrouded after the handsome face, more secretive.

"I just remember: you like secondhand smoke!" Feng Xinglang said coldly.

“……” Cong Gang is silent for a moment: it seems that he has nothing to do with such a bad feng Xinglang."You come here so late to let me smoke your secondhand smoke?"

Cong Gang leans his thin upper body back. It seems that he can see the unhappiness on Feng Xinglang Jun's face more clearly after he is far away.

"Haven't you been out lately? It's very lively outside. It's so wonderful! "

Feng Xinglang stares at CongGang's eyes. Sharp eyes caught him every move.

Cong gang and Yan Bang are almost two extreme people.

One is furious, the other is not surprised.

"I'm not very well recently. I'm recuperating." Cong Gang remained silent.

"Not in good health? What's wrong? " Feng Xinglang asked.

"The heart disease that becomes ill after a long time of thinking!"

Cong Gang made a serious reply. He didn't mean to make fun of Feng Xinglang at all.

"Heart trouble?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "I guess your heart disease should be to get rid of Yan bang?"

Cong Gang silently raised his head to meet Feng Xinglang and examine his eyes. Hook the hook lips, a cold smile.

"You flatter Yan bang! So far, at least, he's not on my list! "

"What list? A list of people who want others to die soon? "

Feng Xinglang raised his voice and asked, "do you have me in your list?"

"No! Not now, not in the future! "

Cong Gang answered Feng Xinglang's provocative question in a gentle voice. He's always so quiet.

"That's my pleasure?" Feng Xinglang asked with a smile.

"Tell me who's on your list!"

Feng Xinglang brought over a chair and sat down. He looked very attentive.

Cong Gang quietly gazes at Feng Xinglang, who is close at hand, watching him spew smoke from his thin lips.

Cong Gang himself doesn't smoke, and he also dislikes others smoking!

But every time I inhale the second-hand smoke of Xinglang, I am so determined.

"Feng Xinglang, you can't control what I want to do! I don't have the ability to manage it! One Feng Lixin, one Feng Tuan, plus one LAN Youyou, is enough for you

Cong Gang's voice is light, as always, no waves and no waves.