Chapter 991

The word "comfort" sounds really harsh.

Feng Xinglang's pretty face was covered with a layer of sullen.

He stared at CongGang's face, sharp and deep.

It seems a little surprised: Cong gang can use such a word to describe his Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang was angry.

But he was calm.

He knows what kind of people he wants to talk to and what kind of way he wants to talk to. He can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Cong Gang, have you ever had a friend who can make friends in your life?"

Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger of the previous second and asked coldly.

"Is your so-called" heart to heart friend "based on the fact that you have a strong desire to be a good friend?"

Cong gang did not answer the rhetorical question. His eyes were still full of irony.

With a click, the Australian lobster in his hand was broken, and the chewing power of fengxinglang was a little fierce.

"Cong Gang, I saved your life. Then you eat mine and spend mine Now I don't even care about my business, and I'm insane enough to create these disasters to harm me and my family What kind of mentality do you think you are in to do these outrageous things? "

Feng Xinglang has always thought: Cong gang can still reason! It's just hard to figure out Cong Gang's inner thoughts.

Cong gang was silent. Occasionally I look up and take a look at the downstairs of the sunshine room.

Covered by curtains, you can't see the movement in the sunshine room on the third floor from downstairs, but you can clearly see the movement of the whole front yard downstairs from the sunshine room on the third floor.

"Tell me about your motives! Want Yan Bang to die? Or is he Tun dead? Or let the two of them kill each other, so you can take advantage of the fishermen? "

Cong Gang still didn't answer Feng Xinglang's question. He seems to be waiting for someone!

"Why, do you want to wait for Weikang to save you?"

Feng took a sip of red wine and said, "if I guess right, they must have been here last night, right? Why didn't you run away with him? "

Although Basong had done a perfect job when he opened the sunshine room, Feng Xinglang still smelled the clue.

But for the time being, he has not suspected and contacted bassoon.

"The cuffs Did you really wear it when you were a child? "

Cong Gang asked a irrelevant question.

It seems that Feng Xinglang just said something and asked something, but he didn't hear it!

It's langmo.

It can be seen that he is not very interested in this topic.

"It seems that the father who raised you loves but does not love his son; the father who gave birth to you loves but does not love his son..."

Cong Gang glanced at the handcuffs on his feet, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xinglang, feeling.

They are already husband and father, but Feng Xinglang's heart is full of pain because of Cong Gang's words.

In the first few years of his adoptive father's fengyishan, he really loved himself; even more than his love for his eldest son, fenglixin!

But then It should be after Feng Yishan knew that Feng Xinglang was not his own son that the handcuffs came into use!

From the love of father to the abuse of violence, no one can stand it!

"Do you want to sympathize with me? Or do you want to laugh at me? "

Feng Xinglang asked. Ask calmly.

Many years later, looking back on Feng's sudden mood of roller coaster, Feng Xinglang was able to accept it.

"The two of us It's a pity for each other! "

Cong just pulled a light smile.

"I'm not the same as you! I never feel sorry for myself! The poor man is yourself! Always live in the shadow of others, no self! What's the difference between a puppet and a trash? "

Maybe it's because he can't control him completely. It seems that abusing Cong gang can make Feng Xinglang addicted.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, and said: "Feng Xinglang, I'm the only one around you who won't be pitiful!"

Feng Xinglang met Cong Gang's eyes and slightly screwed up his eyebrows! I don't have a normal language to communicate with you? "

After a moment's silence, Feng Xinglang asked in a deep voice: "you won't pity me Is the implication that you want to kill me? "

"Feng Xinglang, you are such a smart person, you should know the harm of" nourishing carbuncle legacy "

Cong Gang's words are meaningful.

"If you want to talk about the" sequelae of recuperation " You are the biggest poison carbuncle in my body! I should have dug you up earlier! "

Feng Xinglang sneers at Cong gang.

Cong Gang laughed. Smile like a breeze.

He glanced down the stairs again, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

Just see thick smile, with the essence of change!******

"clang" a few times, did not wait for housekeeper Mo to open the door, under Yan Bang's continuous hard kick, the door of the living room was kicked open by him.

"Mr. Yan, this is..."

Housekeeper Mo, who came to open the door, was almost hit by the door.

"Where's Cong Gang? Where is he? Where did Feng hide him? "

Yan Bang roared angrily.

How could he know that Cong gang was under house arrest?

Housekeeper Mo knows that Yan Bang is not good at coming. He worries that he will do harm to the second young master, so he instinctively wants to stop Yan bang in his rage.

"What's the matter, Mr. Yan? Why are you so angry? "

"What about Feng Xinglang? Are you hiding in a corner with Cong Gang? "

Yan banghuan looked at Feng's living room and looked upstairs.

He remembered every word Cong Gang said on the phone.

"Old Mo, go downstairs and get me some light food! I'm not used to lamb chop and Australian lobster! "

Cong Gang is not only at Feng's home, but also drinking with Feng Xinglang!

Lamb chops? Lobster? Good mood!

"Have a cup of tea, Mr. Yan. I'll call my second young master right now... "

"No! I went upstairs to find him myself! "

Yan Bang pushes away housekeeper Mo, and rushes upstairs in anger.

"Mr. Yan Mr. Yan Have a cup of tea first

Housekeeper Mo shouts so loudly that Yan bang, who has already gone upstairs, is actually trying to wake up the second young master.

"Yan bang?"

Feng Xinglang in the sunshine room heard the reminder of housekeeper Mo, and at the same time, he heard Yan Bang's heavy and impetuous footsteps.

Yan Bang straight towards the sunshine room on the third floor!

Downstairs in Fengjia villa, he had seen the light in the sunshine room on the third floor.

"Why did he come?"

Feng Xinglang murmured and stood up.

Subconsciously, he took a glance at CongGang, who was locked on his limbs. It seemed that he was judging whether CongGang should be released first?

Although he did not know the exact reason, he clearly realized that Yan bang should have come for CongGang!

When Feng Xinglang subconsciously groped for the key, Yan Bang had already appeared in front of him.

"Bang? What are you doing here? Didn't you set fire in the detention house? "

Feng Xinglang took a humorous joke. It's a little cold.

"Lamb chops? Australian Lobster? Red wine? How charming! Feng Xinglang, can I have a look at the object of your banquet? "

Yan Bang's scarred face was covered with a cold smile.

"You've come just in time! Then let's have a good face-to-face chat! "

Since Yan Bang created this opportunity, he will make good use of it!

"I've come at a bad time, haven't I?"

Yan Bang laughed coldly, "it should be to disturb you two to drink and have fun!"

Cong gang in the sunshine room was in a comfortable sitting posture: he covered his hands and feet with the thin blanket on the sofa. It looks like fun.

Have you just come to heaven or hell? Play with me to cheat death, right? I want to help you today

A dagger with cold light was pulled out from his waist by Yan bang. After a gust of wind, he cut at the clump on the sofa.

"Yan bang, what are you doing? Can you finish first? "

Feng Xinglang instinctively stepped forward to stop Yan Bang; he was pushed by Yan Bang's elbow, and his injured leg was not sharp enough, so his center of gravity was unstable, so Feng Xinglang bumped back

Cong Gang still sat still.

He looked at Yan Bang's eyes as if he were looking at an ugly clown.

It seems that what Yan Bang is holding is not a sharp dagger, but a show prop.

"Sang Lang"

Yan Bang's dagger didn't cut Cong Gang, but it fell on a telescopic steel pipe.

"Bassoon? How dare you meddle in my business? Get out of the way

"If Feng always doesn't let you move him, you can't move him!"

Ba song's light response did not scare away because of Yan Bang's hostility.

The answer is quite standard: on the one hand, it can irritate Yan Bang; on the other hand, it can get rid of the relationship between him and Cong Gang!

How dare a little shriveled calf stop him?

Yan bang, angry, raised his dagger and was on the verge of losing control of the attack.

Cong Gang just watched. There was a sneer on his lips. He also glanced at Feng Xinglang from time to time.

Basong's movement is not only agile, but also quite flexible; he is able to avoid Yan Bang's attack, so that Yan Bang's irascibility changes to Cong Gang, who sits on the sofa to watch the good play.Before Yanbang's dagger was fully raised, Basong collided with him and pushed Yanbang away from CongGang's previous life!

Yan bang, who was unable to succeed for a while, was almost engulfed by his impetuous anger.

"Come on, don't fight any more!"

Feng Xinglang scolded, "since you are both here, let's talk about it: how can you hate each other so much?"

After pulling a chair, Feng Xinglang sat down steadily.

But Yan Bang didn't want to say a word to Cong gang at all, and Cong Gang didn't look him in the eye since Yan Bang came in.

"Why, you have nothing to say?"

Feng Xinglang hissed, "or is it dumb?"

"Yan bang, remember next time: don't kill me in front of Feng Xinglang! Because Feng Xinglang won't allow you to kill me! Can't you see that? What a fool

Cong Gang spoke first.

Just as Cong Gang wanted: his words completely angered Yan Bang