Chapter 1010: Yan Bangliu Cong Gang

"Brother, I'll give you back now! Is her life bright or dark, and you should be shouldering the responsibilities and duties as your sole guardian!"

Wei Dun, Feng Xinglang's eyes deepened, "Don't make her like Lan Youyou: mold has lost the most basic human nature!"

After a few seconds, it seemed that Feng Lixin was digesting her words.

Subsequently, Feng Xinglang reached out, hooked Feng Lixin's neck, leaned forward, and kissed his forehead.

"Brother, I love you!"

Suddenly, Feng Lixin's tears burst out, sobbing, "Xinglang, brother loves you!"

"Let your daughter live a good life! Whether you or Tuantuan, you need a healthy and peaceful living environment! Don't ruin Tuantuan's life again! You don't have this power!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over, and kissed on Feng Tuan Tuan's fragile red fluttering face.

"Uncle loves you too!"

With this, Feng Xinglang stood up slowly, like a slow motion, playing in front of Feng Lixin's eyes.

It is full of family warmth, and there is a sense of silence that is better than silence at this time!

"Xinglang, say sorry to Xueluo and Nono for me ... Lan Youyou's wrongdoing will be punished by law!"

Feng Xinglang did not turn around, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, if not.

He believes: No matter if the elder brother Feng Lixin can let go of Lanyouyou in the true sense, but at least it will not hinder him!

In other words, what kind of result will Lan Youyou have, he can accept this cruel reality!

But this time is different from the past: he Feng Lixin must accept it if he doesn't accept it!

Feng Xinglang just wanted to make Feng Lixin feel better when faced with such acceptance!

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Downstairs, An Ying has prepared a hearty breakfast for the second master Feng Xinglang.

Ba Song is already a well-dressed suit, it should be ready to go out with Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang sat down heavily at the dining table, while stirring the coffee cup, he glanced at Ba Song at such a glance.

Ba Song's heart was guilty of conscience;

He always felt that Feng Xinglang's gaze had some penetration. It's like a device that scans a patient's body in a hospital.

Cold, without a trace of temperature.

"Ba Song, what do you think of Yan Bang?"

Feng Xinglang asked with a sip of coffee.

"A bit arrogant! Advocating violence with violence!"

Ba Song answered Feng Xinglang's question in a honest way.

Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, "Well, the evaluation is fairly objective."

Wei Dun, Feng Xinglang asked another topic that Ba Song did not want to face, and was even more unwilling to answer.

"Tell me more about Cong Gang! What do you think of him?"

Feng Xinglang asked lightly. It sounds like the first question.

Ba Song didn't want to answer.

But have to answer!

He didn't know if Feng Xinglang had begun to doubt his identity. So he was hesitant.

"Cong Gang ... not very familiar! Not much contact, not good!"

Impartial words. It is a good way to avoid Feng Xinglang's imperceptible interrogation.

"What's wrong? It's not a secret topic of any country! I just listen to it!"

Feng Xinglang put the fried egg on the fork into his mouth and chewed slowly.

He is not hungry because he has already eaten in Yulong City.

"Cong Gang ... It looks like there is a city in Yanbang!"

Ba Song had to scratch his head and say something, thinking about it, and immediately turned the danger: "The key is quite hungry! He didn't give him anything to eat for two days, and he could live well!"

"Oh! Don't say, Cong Gang is really a camel talent! I really want to throw him into the desert and see if he can survive for a few days!"

Feng Xinglang took Ba Song's words and proceeded smoothly.

It's just that this topic is a bit cold.

Ba Song didn't find it funny, but he had to dry his skin and laugh a little.

"I've always been confused these days ... it's a headache! Ba Song, should you help me make a reference?"

After drinking a glass of milk, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth leisurely.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm just fortunate not to disturb Mr. Feng."

Ba Song felt more and more difficult every time he said something to Feng Xing Rondo.

"Sometimes, this person can't be too smart!"

Feng Xinglang took a paper towel and wiped off the milk stains on the corners of his lips. "Like me: after thinking too much, it becomes a mediocre self-disturbance. Endless troubles followed, making me exhausted!"

Ba Song was silent, waiting for Feng Xinglang's following.

A little bit curious and a little bit frightened. I don't know what kind of mind Feng Fenglang has to play with him!

"Actually, Cong Gang, I picked it up from Chinatown. At that time, he was hunted to death and I saved him!"

Feng Xinglang silent for a few seconds, "In fact, it is not salvation ... I was just curious at that time: Can a person be chopped like that, can I be brought back to life! Later, Cong Gang lived up to my curiosity and really lived Come here ... it's amazing! "

There was a slight smile on Feng Xinglang's lips.

"After that, he became my bodyguard! But I didn't like him much! Because he was like a piece of wood most of the time, and he kept silent all day. I asked him a question before! When he's in a bad mood, he also talks to me! "

"That fire ... he wasn't with me! He was sent out of Shencheng to do an insignificant thing! Later I was thinking: if Cong was just there, maybe my brother and I would not be hurt ! Because I will not hesitate to leave Cong Gang to manually open the escape gate! "

Feng Xinglang looked up and smiled at Ba Song who had been listening carefully.

"Do you think I'm cruel?"

Ba Song shook his head, "Let me choose my loved ones too!"

"Not just those far away!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "Let's talk about my current confusion!"

Feng Xinglang held up the milk glass again and drank it.

Then he said quietly, "Yan Bang and Cong Gang, I want to kill one and keep one! Who do you think I kill?"

Feng Xinglang's "confusion" really shocked Ba Song.

Just now nostalgic, but now Leng Buding is going to kill one and leave one?

This heart is too fast, right? !!

Ba Song moved his lips a bit, and after swallowing dryly, he blurted out: "Of course, it was just Gang Yan Liu Cong!"

By the time Bason realized that he was completely silent, it seemed too late!

"Kill Yanbang ... Liu Conggang?"

Feng Xinglang raised his lips slightly, "Tell me your reason!"