Chapter 750: What to wear at a funeral

Lan Youyo is laughing.

The iron chain that was bound to him screamed.

The imprisoned beauty, fused with blood and brutality, is otherwise lonely.

"I'm afraid you don't know the relationship between Hetun and Feng Xinglang? It's good that you let a dead ghost die!"

Lan Youyou should have guessed the relationship between Hetun and Feng Xinglang. It was not easy for Feng Xinglang to leave alive from Pete Fort. Moreover, Lin Xueluo and his mother returned with him.

There is also: Hetun's abrupt change of name to Feng Xinglang is ‘Alang’, which is really creepy.

Because this cruel guy in Hetun is not a sensational person!

There was only one reason left: Before He Tun had a close relationship with Feng Xinglang. It was after Feng Xinglang went to Pete Fort that Hetun discovered this relationship!

Lan Youyou remembers: In Pete Fort, Hetun has always hidden a wax figure of a woman; and this woman should have something to do with Hetun's fierce pursuit of the two Feng family brothers! And Feng Xinglang is the illegitimate child of the Feng family ...

"You want to unite Hetun to kill me? Lan Youyou, do you think I will give you this chance?"

Yan Bang knew that Lan Youyou was the righteous daughter of Hetun. It is not surprising that she wants to unite Hetun against him. As for the relationship between Hetun and Feng Xinglang in her mouth, Yan Bang was not interested. There is nothing but hatred between them.

Leng Buding, Yan Bang clasped Lan Youyou's chin, and squeezed it vigorously. Lan Youyou's jaw was almost dislocated by his brute force.

The enlarged, scarred face was close at hand; Lan Youyou could not avoid it. She wanted to continue to yell at Yan Bang, but the sharp pain from her chin, which was almost broken, lost her ability to close her mouth.

"Since you've seen my naked body without clothes? In exchange for the equivalent, should you also show me?"

Yan Bang lowered his eyelids and glanced from Lan Youguangjing's body.

"No ... no ... don't mess with me!"

The blue yoyo, whose chin was almost dislocated, whine, could not speak clearly.

"Unfortunately, Lao Tzu is really not interested in women!" Yan Bang released Lan Youyou.

I thought that Yan Bang's torture had ended like this, but Lan Youyou didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

"This woman rewards you! Remember to play hard and play hard! You can play as much as you can!"

Yan Bang moved a chair and sat down three meters away from Lan Youyou.

"Lao Tzu is sitting here watching you play! Who dares not work hard, Lao Tzu sends you to the underground boxing ring as a living target."

Lan Youyou is almost desperate. In this dark room called Tian Tian should not, and the earth is not working, she has only one dead end.

Lan Youyou thought of committing suicide by biting his tongue, but this method is not very feasible. It is easier than imagined, it is much harder than the legend.

Just as the muscular men were preparing to undress and show their flesh, a knock came from the door of the dark room.

"Bange, Feng Erye is here and he can't wait to see you!"

Feng Xinglang really wanted to see Yan Bang, but none of his minions said so ridiculously.

"Come so fast?"

Yan Bang's strong eyebrows rose, "I really don't forget about my sister-in-law! This relationship is good, the brothers even share a woman."

Although dissatisfied with Feng Xinglang's longing for his own sister-in-law Lanyou, Yan Bang stood up.

Feng Xinglang's master, how can he not see it!

"Well ... put on your trousers first! You will work when Laozi comes!"

After throwing these cold words to his men, Yan Bang turned and left the dark room.

******

Feng Xinglang waited in Yanbang's private medical room.

The smell of the disinfection liquid made Feng Xinglang's eyebrows lightly twist. Once upon a time, in order to make skin expansion for the elder brother Feng Lixin, he has slowly adapted to the taste of disinfection potion.

Yan Bang came in. Wipe the blood beads that leaked from the cheek scar with a disinfectant. He is such a bloodthirsty person who treats his body like Yan Bang as fiercely.

"coming?"

He slightly raised his voice, and when he fell on Feng Xinglang's body, he was extremely gentle.

Feng Xinglang raised his head and gave Yan Bang a deep glance. "You haven't had a good idea yet. What are you doing blindly? Really expect Laozi to collect your body for you!"

Yan Bang sat down opposite Feng Xinglang, staring so deeply at Feng Xinglang's resolute face and smiling slightly.

Every slight movement of the face will pull the wound that was just stitched on Yan Bang's cheek. It definitely hurts, but Yan Bang can completely ignore it. As if this body was not his own!

"Feng Xinglang, what color are you going to wear at my funeral?"

Yan Bang asked with a mocking tone. It seemed to him that death was as common as eating and sleeping.

"Should wear black ..."

Feng Xinglang did not shy away, and answered Yan Bang's question in a good mood.

"It's so black! It's like a dead dad! Let's wear that royal blue suit. You are the best-looking man I've ever seen wearing a royal blue suit!"

Yan Bang laughed. Every time he said a word, blood kept overflowing from his stitched wound, which looked particularly shocking.

Feng Xing Langmu went.

He doesn't like this topic!

Suffocatingly heavy!

Yan Bang's personal doctor came over with a medical cart, and wanted to treat Yan Bang's face again while Feng Xinglang was there.

"You **** dare to rub that thing on my face again, I'll kill you!"

Yan Bang growled, like an uncontrolled beast. He is a man who doesn't even care for his own body.

Shouted by Yan Bang, the forceps raised by the private doctor were put back again.

"I hold him, you get it!"

Feng Xinglang clipped Yan Bang's hands and held his neck with his arm, forcing him to raise his face so that the doctor could handle the wound.

Yan Bang obediently surrendered under the strength of Feng Xinglang. Seems very enjoyable.

Ten minutes later, the doctor treated the wound on Yan Bang's face and tightened the wound with a surgical needleless suture patch.

"I just saved your life last night. It makes sense that you should repay me, right?"

Finally, Feng Xinglang opened the sharp topic of this trip to Yulong City.

"Of course I have to repay it! I'm preparing to show promise!"

With a stance of looking up, Yan Bang looked up from Feng Xinglang's knife-like chin, with handsome lines and sharp edges.

"Just your half-dead body, do I want it to be used as a specimen?"

Feng Xinglang lowered his eyelids slightly, "Let's put Lanyouyou! Even if you pay me back the life that saved you last night!"