Feng Xinglang instinctively wanted to look at it, and a shadow came towards him, with the power of lightning!
Feng Xinglang didn't have time to make any response because of the speed. He didn't even see the shadow's face clearly, so he was pressed by the shadow on the opposite wall. He also clipped an arm against his back and couldn't move.
No matter how handsome the face is, it will be squeezed and distorted by the wall.
Cong Gang, let go of me
Feng Xinglang was full of anger and hissed. His face was twisted and flushed because he struggled to get rid of it.
The shadow of Feng Xinglang was clamped down for a moment, and then the imprisonment of Feng Xinglang was released. At the same time, he jumped to a safe distance of one meter away.
"Can you recognize that, too?" A little murmur of doubt.
Because he can be sure: in the whole process of attacking Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang did not have a chance to see his face.
Feng Xinglang moved his arm, which was cut back. He took a cold breath because of the pain.
"Feng Xinglang, with your skill, if you really meet a killer, you don't even have the chance to kneel down and beg for mercy!" Cong Gang snorted.
Just a trial, he successfully suppressed Feng Xinglang. If he really wanted to kill him, he would be a corpse now!
Feng Xinglang suppresses his anger and looks up and down at Cong Gang, who attacks himself to death: he is in good condition, even with a little sense of abusing others! Let's not talk about skills It should have recovered at least nine times out of ten.
"Rouen Are you the one who pretends to be a ghost? " Feng Xinglang asked.
To be honest, it's not easy to live in fear.
Maybe he was not afraid of fengxinglang himself, but he had to take his wife and children into consideration.
"First of all, how do you recognize me?"
Cong gang did not answer the rhetorical question. There seems to be a kind of unspeakable little excitement in the speech.
Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a cold look. "I can't recognize you within half a meter You really look up to me
Even if Feng Xinglang said so, Cong gang was still puzzled: does Feng Xinglang have great talent in smell?
Definitely not! But how he recognized himself remains to be tested!
Or, he's just a blind cat and a dead mouse, guessing!
"You followed me to Rouen?" Feng Xinglang asked again.
"Do you think I have so much leisure?" CongGang shallow should.
"I think you are not only idle, but also painfully idle! Send someone to kidnap nono to play with me? It's fun, isn't it? "
Feng Xinglang suddenly hit Cong gang with his fist. He didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would play such an offensive and unprepared method. Although Cong Gang's reaction was slow, he managed to avoid it.
After two reminiscent knocks, Nina pushes the door in. Just saw the president put a very powerful pose.
In such a big president's office, there is only Fengda president. And he's the president of Fengda with powerful pose!
"Mr. Feng You How about fitness? "
Nina really can't think of the purpose for the president to make such a powerful gesture in the office.
Narcissism?
Even if the CEO is really narcissistic, she is not convenient to expose.
Feng Xinglang took a subconscious look around him: does that dog flash so fast? I don't think I jumped directly from GK building!
"Well, fitness!" Feng Xinglang made a few additional actions, "what's the matter?"
"You have a departmental meeting of the planning department this morning."
"You take the chair first. I'll be there in an hour! "
"Good, Mr. Feng."
Nina is scanning the office while she is doing well. Just now, she vaguely heard the president talking to someone. Is it Jinwucangjiao, inconvenient for her to see?
In an hour? With the fierce appetite of the chief executive, everything that should be done should be done well!
After Nina went out, Feng Xinglang waited for more than a minute, but Cong Gang didn't come out.
Can't you really jump downstairs and kill that dog? Feng Xinglang instinctively went to the French window to check
"Looking for me?" A cold and quiet words floated from behind Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang glanced back at CongGang and asked in an interested voice, "where is it hidden?"
"Guess!"
Cong Gang looks like It's not worth beating. The indifference, but also conceals the temptation to explore.
Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a white look and said, "do you want me to live that kind of anxious life?"
"Kindly remind you Ungrateful? " Cong Gang turned around and said, "forget it, you'll be lucky!"
"Stop! Cong Gang, who did you learn half of your stinking problems from? "Feng Xinglang can see that Cong Gang is waiting in his office. He must have something to do. And it's a big deal!
"Want to hear it?"
Cong Gang stopped. Maybe he didn't want to leave with such regret.
"All ears."
Feng Xinglang sat down in the chair and looked very patient.
"In order to get revenge for Xing Er, your father killed 13 members of his family. It's said that even the grandson holding the milk bottle didn't let go! "
Feng Xinglang's eyebrows slightly frowned. "Does this have anything to do with me?"
"It has nothing to do with you But whoever is the son of Hetun will be in bad luck! "
"What do you mean?" Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.
"Diego celesto, he's a famous soldier in eastern Mexico. It's not easy to be a birthday, but it's all over by your father! There are 14 people in the family. They are almost destroyed! "
Feng Xinglang listened quietly. I seem to have heard something.
"You said that Diego celesto, a family of 14, was killed 13 by Hetun What about the rest? "
Cong Gang showed a slight smile of appreciation. "President Feng is really smart enough. He knows that 14 minus 13 is a living thing."
"Do you mean that the man who escaped from death wants to get revenge on me?" Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.
"Guess who's the only one alive?"
Cong Gang converged the seemingly absent smile on his resolute face.
"It can't be "Diego celesto himself?" Feng Xinglang responds casually.
"Right! It's Diego celesto himself! It's just his stand in! I played a golden cicada with your father
Feng Xinglang's face suddenly condensed, "shouldn't he go to Hetun for revenge?"
"I think so, too!" Cong Gang leisurely a, "the key that Diego - seresto does not think so!"
"And what does he want to do?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"Originally, I thought that he would follow your father, he Tun, to apply for revenge and redress the injustice."