Chapter 310: Shishi, let's look at it!

It seemed that this face wasn't close, so I couldn't talk anymore.

Feng Xinglang looked disgusted, but Yan Bang enjoyed the process.

"Lang, why are you thin?" Yan Bang frowned.

Feng Xinglang praised Yan Bang with a cold eye, "This is not something you care about! I asked you to investigate, did you find it?"

"Of course! Otherwise I dare not call you over easily!"

Yan Bang picked up a box of cigars from the bar and sent them to Feng Xinglang. He opened and signaled, "Come on?"

Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a glance and didn't pick up the cigar in his hand.

He is not in that mood!

Yan Bang sent the cigar in his hand to the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply for a rich and rich aroma, which seemed to be mixed with the sweat of Cuban women. Then use a portable cigar cutter to cut off the sealed cigar head, then use a pure gold lighter to ignite, slowly rotate the cigar, and wait for the cigar head to burn evenly before sending the cigar to your mouth. Took the first sip ...

After the accident of Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang, and Bai Mo were all the masters who enjoyed life extremely.

In this series of actions, Yan Bang's gaze has been locked on Feng Xinglang's body, and he has not left for a second.

It seems that every expression of Feng Xinglang, whether it is disgusting or disgusted with him, can make Yan Bang interested!

It is enough to know oneself in life.

Let the mellow cigar smoke stay in the loquat, and after a little tasting, it will spurt out from your lips.

Feng Xinglang seemed a little impatient. He grabbed the cigar between Yan Bang's fingers and drew it into the whiskey.

"The person you asked me to investigate was named Xing Mu. Few people knew his real name. His other nickname was Ruicuan Er:" globefish "-Hetun! A ferocious poisonous fish."

"No matter how poisonous, isn't it still being eaten?" Feng Xinglang grunted coldly.

"There are more people who want to eat him. There are people like you who think they have good teeth, some who are strong and strong, and people who have a strong background. But without exception, they are either dead or disabled!"

"Is it really as scary as you say?"

Feng Xinglang poured himself another glass of whiskey. Take a sip to calm his breath.

Yan Bang remained silent for a while, accompany Feng Xinglang for a drink, and then slowly asked, "Lang, how could you mess with Hetun?"

The analysis direction of Yan Bang and Cong Gang are the same: With the business scope of Fengxinglang GK Group, it is impossible to have any intersection with the figure of Hetun!

"He messed with me first!"

Feng Xinglang's eyes deepened. He faintly felt the man named Hetun, permeating his poison everywhere!

Cong Gang said so, Yan Bang also said so!

"Is he telling Lan Youyou to seduce your brother Feng Lixin?"

Yan Bang wondered, "But how do I think he and your brother should have no conflict of interest to put each other to death!"

"Are there any misunderstandings or secrets?"

Yan Bang certainly did not want to see Feng Xinglang go to provoke Hetunna.

Because for Feng Xinglang, it is indeed fierce!

"Whether it is a misunderstanding or something else; as long as he hurts my brother, he must die!"

Feng Xinglang had a deep voice, biting out of his teeth word by word.

Yan Bang called out a sullen breath, and turned away from the topic: "Yes, if Hetun wants to burn money with you, you better avoid it!"

"Avoid? Is he rich?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"Why is a 'rich' person able to describe the figure in Hetun? He has his own army, a production base and a processing base in the Golden Triangle and the New Golden Moon! Globally, his sales network ... ... "

"And he also has the right to political pardon! The equivalent of a gold medal!"

Yan Bang didn't know how the Feng brothers got into the Hetun figure, he only knew: If Feng Xinglang really went to provoke Hetun, it is estimated that he would not be able to recover the body from Hetun!

"Sure enough rich."

"The money, for Hetun, is just the length of the numbers!"

Yan Bang sighed again.

Two people successively mentioned to him the interest of Hetun, and Feng Xinglang thought more and more about this character called Hetun!

He and Hetun are going to meet sooner or later!

Either he died, or he was alive!

******

At midnight, the snow fell awake.

To be precise, Snowfall was awakened by starvation.

Then I remembered that I ate a few mouthfuls of red bean pie shells before going to bed last night, and I couldn't afford the long night's consumption.

After Dr. Jin finished the examination of Xueluo and gave him a needle to replenish his nerves, Xueluo fell asleep.

This sleep was really comfortable, and she was sweating.

An An came over and gave him two nutrition supper. It didn't bother me to watch his wife drowsily and sweetly.

"Little boy, can you bear it? Now at two o'clock in the morning, where do you let mommy find you food? Be nice, wait till tomorrow morning, mommy will feed you!"

Xue Luo whispered softly to discuss with the small things in the belly.

But the more hungry he was, the snow fell to the point where he couldn't sleep after turning around. Doesn't seem to eat anything, and I definitely can't continue.

Unbearable!

The snow fell and got up. Even though she could stand the hunger for hours, the little girl in her stomach couldn't bear it.

Feng's home was quiet at this time.

Snow fell wrapped in a thick nightgown and stepped on the ground barefoot, so there was no sound.

The door of the next room was open, and Lan Youyo should be absent.

It is estimated that they either slept into the master bedroom upstairs, or slept in Feng Lixin's medical room in order to avoid the brutality of Feng Xinglang.

Snow fell without lights on. With the light outside, she fumbled and walked towards Feng's kitchen.

The heart of a foodie is extremely powerful.

Xueluo groped into the kitchen without any obstacles, and he didn't touch any furniture at home. There was no sound.

In the kitchen, Xue Luo went to the domineering double-door refrigerator according to the memory.

At the moment of opening, almost all the drool from the snow fell out.

All kinds of fruits are readily available. But those can't be hungry.

Xue Luo's gaze was locked directly on that big fruity yogurt. Her favorite yellow peach fruit yogurt!

A "click" sounded as if something was moving in the living room.

But at the time, Xue Luo had only this delicious yellow peach fruit yogurt!

She hurriedly scooped a spoon and put it in her mouth: Qin cool and refreshing, which is suitable for her who is a bit dry.

A spoonful is simply not fun! Xue Luo held this big box of fruit yogurt and simply sat on the non-slip mat in the kitchen and ate it.