Chapter 572: Playing is a magic high

The overflowing fatherly love was like an arrow, and Feng Xinglang rushed towards the box in the corridor eagerly.

When the box was opened, Feng Xinglang's eyes glowed with light: his dear son, holding his small body, fell asleep quietly.

"Nono, Nono ..."

Feng Xinglang whispered twice, immediately loving her son Nono's cheek and body.

The little guy didn't make a call to answer Xinglang, and still slept soundly. And there was a sickly flush on the little face.

Feng Xinglang calmly explored his son's breath: the little boy breathed evenly and his small body was warm.

It should be just a brief lethargy under the influence of drugs.

Just as Feng Xinglang picked up his son and hugged his kiss tightly in his arms, Xing San's voice came again from his mobile phone.

"Feng Xinglang, friendship reminds you: Mr. Xing has arrived at Youshan Meidi, and is looking for his dear fifteenth brother."

In other words, Feng Xinglang wanted to take his son Lin Nuo safely away from here, not as easy as he thought.

Feng Xinglang took off his cashmere coat and wrapped Nono in it to keep it warm.

Looking behind the curtains in the corridor and looking downstairs: As Xing San said, Xing Ba and two people were walking into the lobby of Yosemite.

Xing San's dog is so stupid that he is playing with a sparrow behind him!

Xing San is treacherous!

Of course, he would prevent Feng Xinglang, a vicious generation, from stumbling his "beautiful beauties" after getting his son Lin Nuo.

So with the participation of Xing Laoba, the game was immediately upgraded!

Feng Xinglang didn't have time to consider whether Xing Ba's group of people called Xing San to call the notice. He is now imminent to take his son Lin Nuo safely away from here.

The entire floor was cleared. For Feng Xinglang's father and son, it was safe and unsafe.

Feng Xinglang hugged his sleeping son with one hand in his arms, while walking over the box, he walked towards the end of the corridor.

"what……"

A sharp and terrifying scream came from the sea-view private room where he had just had a meal with Lan Youyou.

That was Lanyou's voice.

Feng Xinglang's pace was only a short pause, then he tightened his arms and took his son Lin Nuo with the box and left.

It stands to reason that Lan Youyou is also considered half a **** of Feng Xinglang! Arching his sister-in-law to another man ... does not seem to be what his little uncle can do!

But not for it!

The feelings of resentment, love and hatred in the meantime are really not clear in a few words.

To a certain extent: The deep hatred between Fengjia and Hetun should not be angry at Lan Youyou; if she is innocent, she can also be innocent; if she is not innocent, she can also be called It ’s so sinful!

Or the last thing Lan Youyo should do is to hurt the innocent Xueluo mother and son under the banner of love!

In an empty private room on the next floor, Feng Xinglang called Wei Kang for a rescue call.

Obviously, it is enough for Feng Xinglang to safely take his own son away from here without any means.

Wei Kang is in the off-road vehicle in the parking lot. He is following Xing San to come here.

Also sitting in the off-road vehicle, and his BOSS Cong Gang.

Mouth said stiffly: From now on, he will not help Feng Xinglang, nor will he bow his head to Feng Xinglang; but Cong Gang has helped silently!

Why exactly?

Perhaps only Cong Gang himself was clear.

His heart is like falling flowers, and his heart is like flowing water. Falling flowers deliberately follow the flowing water, the flowing water has no intention of falling!

"Kang, come to Yosemite. I'll wait for you in Xuanyuan Hall. Be fast and avoid Xing Ba and others."

Feng Xinglang gave Wei Kang a brief and concise task.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Wei Kang responded to Feng Xinglang and looked sideways at Cong Gang.

"Feng Xinglang's phone. He asked me to meet him in Xuanyuan Hall."

Wei Kang is waiting for Cong Gang's next article. After all, Cong just now is his real BOSS.

"Go! Be safe."

Compared with Hetun's indifference to his own son, Cong Gang seems more approachable.

How strange Cong Gang's skill is, no one seems to really know. All he knew was that he could single-handedly cut off one arm of Xing Lao Jiu, and then successfully escaped from the siege of Xing Lao Si, Xing Lao Wu, Xing Ba and Xing San.

"BOSS, be careful, too. Feng Xinglang said Xing Ba is also nearby."

"Oh, I see."

Watching Wei Kang leave, Cong Gang was silent for a moment in the dark off-road vehicle, then got out of the car quietly, and then disappeared into the night.

Maybe Cong just was born into this dark night!

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In the Xuanyuan Hall, Feng Xinglang was deploying a two-pronged mission to Ye Shinian.

When he saw Wei Kang appearing in front of him in less than five minutes, Feng Xinglang did a stun.

"So fast?" Feng Xinglang asked subconsciously.

"Oh, just passing by." Wei Kang said casually.

I can't tell the truth to Feng Xinglang: I followed Boss and followed Xing San here?

"Xing Ba is looking for Nono downstairs; after a while you bring this box, we parted and left!"

The box was not transparent, so Xing Ba couldn't see whether the box contained a small fifteen.

Watching Feng Xinglang wrap his son carefully with his coat, Wei Kang frowned slightly.

"Lang, keep Nono in the box and let me take it away!"

Wei Dun, Wei Kang added a very rude sentence, "You are not Xing Ba's opponent! If you bring another child, you can not guarantee the safety of the little guy!"

Although the truth is harsh, it is true.

Feng Xinglang is a wealthy wealthy who is good at playing financial games. Although he also has some skills, it is only for self-defense and fitness.

Xing Ba is a professional executioner. And IQ is not low.

Feng Xinglang raised his head and gave Wei Kang an unhappy look, "No! Sometimes, a good brain is better than well-developed limbs!"

Wei Kang did not continue to hit Feng Xinglang.

The full love of his father does not allow him to take his real son from Feng Xinglang's arms!

So, Wei Kang complied with Feng Xinglang and left with only that box.

Although he had wrapped his son in a windbreaker, it was very conspicuous to just hold it out.

Based on Xing Ba's IQ, the ordinary ‘sound east hits the west’ is not very useful; at least you have to play a serial and upgraded version of the ‘dark crossing Chen Cang’!

In the corridor, a girl holding a plush bear walked by. It should be a gift just to be given out.

The plush bear has a height of about one meter and looks very cute.

Five minutes later, there was a pile of stuffing from the plush bear in the Xuanyuan Hall.

Feng Xinglang's trench coat was wrapped around the plush bear, and only a leg of the plush bear was exposed intentionally or unintentionally at the bottom ...