Chapter 477: Besides, you can't beat me!

Feng Xinglang stood up and started to put on a blood-stained suit jacket with some effort.

The thermal shirt was unbearable. Just before the arrow was drawn, it had been cut off by the brutal guy Yan Yan.

Yan Bang stood in front of Feng Xinglang.

Unsmiling Yan Bang looks really stingy, with a kind of cruel gas that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

But Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was just a paper tiger. At least, it was true in front of him.

Yan Bang said nothing and pulled out his phone from Feng Xinglang's body. Calling home number.

Presumably the little thing that was sealed off should not have gone far by the phone.

The call was quickly connected.

"Papa, are you going home? Tuantuan is still waiting for you."

Little cutie remembers Feng Xinglang's mobile number. So when she saw that Papa Fengxinglang called back, she immediately grabbed the landline in front of Mo butler.

"It's me, Yan Bang! Your father can't go home tonight."

Yan Bang's words were not mild. Maybe he is the kind of person who doesn't like nagging little P children by nature.

"Why?" The little cute voice all groaned with grievance.

"Because your dad will stay here tonight with me!"

Yan Bang said bluntly. Did not go to the corners with Feng Tuantuan. Naturally, he will not take care of the feelings of a small baby girl.

"But Tuantuan also wants papa to go home with me!"

Xiaotuan went straight to Yan Bang.

Maybe in the cutie's opinion: Feng Xinglang is her papa, but not your Yan Bang's papa. Why should you Yan Bang occupy her papa and not go home with her?

Yan Bang used hands-free, as if to intentionally let Feng Xinglang hear. Listen to how he refused to seal this little stickman.

"Your dad can only stay with me tonight to accompany me! I need him more than you! Besides, you can't **** me!"

Yan Bang's voice didn't seem to be teasing a child. From beginning to end, he was unsmiling and stern.

Feng Xinglang was amused by Yan Bang's solemn appearance: an adult man ten times his age was making fun with a little baby ... what a fight?

"Uncle Yan, you're so unreasonable. Feng Xinglang is a papa, not your papa!"

The wayward little things are persistent. It is not that Yan Bang's intimidation can scare him away.

"Feng Xinglang is my friend, like a brother who is sympathetic to brothers and sisters! I want to stay with him, and no one can stop him! Understand?"

Yan Bang doesn't seem to have so much patience.

The little cute on the other side of the phone seemed to sting, but didn't cry. Maybe from childhood to age, she has never tasted being rejected coldly.

"Uncle Yan, are you really going to die?"

The little guy's tone seemed to calm down a bit.

"Ok!"

Yan Bang snorted, and stared at Feng Xinglang deeply. "But if your father stays with me tonight, I won't die!"

The little thing on the other side of the phone seemed to sigh.

"Well then, tonight I'll lend you papa for one night! Uncle Yan, you have to be good, don't die."

Although cute, it's wayward, but still kind.

In order to make Yan Bang not, she tolerated her love and generously lent Papa Feng Xinglang to Yan Bang.

"Tuan Tuan is so sensible! Go to bed early and hang up!"

Feng Xinglang didn't expect Yan Bang to be able to rub with a little baby for so long. The key is to let him win the war of words.

"Yan Bang, fight with a little P boy, are you as it?"

Feng Xinglang smiled. Ruiqi's eyes are mixed with: laughter, contempt, stunning, worship.

"You have been a brother slave for so many years ... enough! I just don't want to see you continue to be a daughter slave!"

Yan Bang shut down Feng Xinglang's mobile phone and left it aside. The detective came over, ripped off Feng Xinglang's half-blooded suit, and wrapped him in a blanket again.

"You're mine tonight! Nowhere!"

Yan Bang's words without suffocation sounded more like a begging.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang lightly, leaning slowly back against the sofa. Take out a cigarette lightly from a luxurious metal cigarette case.

"Cong Gang's disappearance, can't get in touch with you?"

The topic jumped a bit off track.

Yan Bang squinted at Feng Xinglang, without answering: "Do you guess?"

"I guess your sister!"

Feng Xinglang was like a cheetah waiting for the opportunity. The whole man jumped up and rushed towards Yan Bang sitting on the edge of the sofa. Using his right arm to strangle Yan Bang's neck, he used the strength to put him to death.

Once, Yan Bang did not expect that Feng Xinglang would attack him suddenly; second, Yan Bang took into account that Feng Xinglang's left shoulder was still injured, and he did not fight hard at all; until Feng Xinglang died, he was gasping However, he really started to fight back when he really might die.

The rapid oxygen consumption of the body in the early stage made Yanbang's counterattack slow; but his stamina was as good as a camel in the desert.

Feng Xinglang strangled him with his right arm for more than three minutes, until Feng Xinglang felt that the strength of his arm was exhausted little by little; Yan Bang pulled the arm of Feng Xinglang away in a hurry. His neck.

Feng Xinglang came to a conclusion: if he sneaks into Yanbang, at least 70% of his confidence can put him to death!

And Yan Bang just stared at Feng Xinglang with a big gasp, not paying attention.

"Do you really want to kill me?"

"Um! You're dead, I can unite Shencheng!"

Feng Xinglang gave an answer, never covered.

But Yan Bang smiled, "If you just want to be the boss of Shen Cheng, just tell me! I can be your dog leg!"

"Otherwise, let me make a call for a few days and see your dog leg as incompetent!"

"..."

******

He Tun took his son Lin Nuo for more than three hours, and Xue Luo was nervous for more than three hours.

When he came back, the little guy had been lying on the shoulder of Hetun very docile, quiet, noisy and noisy.

The quieter the son is, the more worried the snow falls. She could see that something must be hiding something unpleasant.

On the other hand, Hetun looks like a beam of joy.

"Nono, are you having fun with your father-in-law tonight?"

Xue Luo inquired Hetun's strange little guy in his arms.

"Happy! Of course! Happy 15th tonight's performance, so pleased Yifu!"

Hetun kissed the little guy's cheek with his beard chin. "Fifteen, why aren't you happy?"

"Fifteen is sleepy and want to sleep. Old twelve, I'll sleep with you tonight! Good night, mommy, good-night father."

After landing, the little guy kept his head buried and went straight to Xing's room.