A large leap, Cong Gang just jumped from the south side to the north side of the bed, grabbed Feng Xinglang's neck, and drew it on his throat!
When Yan Bang came in, he just saw this scene!
"Cong Gang, what do you want to do?"
Yan Bang shouted, and conditionedly pulled his gun from his body and aimed at Cong Gang's head.
"Drop the gun! Otherwise I'll kill him!"
The ‘he’ that Cong Gang was about to kill refers to Feng Xinglang, who was tightened by his neck.
Although Yan Bang is eager for the safety of Feng Xinglang's life, he will not judge.
"Will you kill Feng Xinglang? You thought I would believe it!"
In Yan Bang's view, Cong Gang was telling a joke completely. In some ways: there seems to be a needless connection between him and Cong Gang.
He Yanbang regarded Feng Xinglang as his life; he believed that Cong Gang would only be like him. How could it take the initiative to kill Feng Xinglang!
"Do you believe it?"
The dagger in Cong Gang's hand flashed, and Feng Xinglang's side face was covered with a blood-stained knife. With the action of the flat blade scraping, the blood overflowing from the blood mouth was flattened by the dagger in Cong Gang's hand Wiping it on Feng Xinglang's face, he looked at the extra stupid people.
In fact, there wasn't much blood spilled, but after being wiped away by Cong, he looked a little dazed.
"Cong Gang, you **** really **** hard!" Yan Bang roared violently.
With Yan Bang's shout, the muscle men who kept outside the door swarmed in.
At that time, Fengxing Langxin ran past hundreds of grass and mud horses!
Cong, just a dog thing, run away by yourself, do you need to cut a knife on Lao Tzu's face?
Laozi's handsome face was ruined by your dog!
"Drop the gun! Let them back out!"
Cong Gang didn't mean to stop, instead he was more angry to anger Yan Bang. It looks more like testing Yan Pang's patience, or want to see how much Yan Bang can surrender to Feng Xinglang's life!
Yan Bang was not really fooled by Cong Gang at the time. He concluded that Cong Gang would not really kill Feng Xinglang's life! There was a knife in Feng Xinglang's face, just to scare him!
Silent confrontation!
The chip is Feng Xinglang!
Feng Xinglang who was tightly tightened by Cong Gang's neck!
Seriously, Feng Xinglang at this moment was very uncomfortable: not only was he too weak to be paralyzed on the ground, but also the breath that was stopped by Cong just now and then! And the medicinal solution that Cong Gang had just injected into his body seemed to be exerting his medicinal properties, expanding his limbs and bones.
Feeling weak like a soft rubber man before injecting the liquid;
And after injecting that liquid, Feng Xinglang felt that his body was going to be blown open by things running around in the blood vessels!
The direct result of Yan Bang's confrontation with Cong Gang is: Feng Xinglang is uncomfortable to roll on the spot!
"Yan Bang! You **** don't care if I live or die ?!"
Feng Xinglang growled and wanted to end this torture as soon as possible.
All in all, Yan Bang's heart is much softer than Cong Gang.
Torture was imposed on Feng Xinglang by Cong Gang, but Yan Bang was distressed.
After hearing Feng Xinglang's extremely unpleasant and uncomfortable roar, Yan Bang slowly put down his gun.
Obviously, in the confrontation with Cong Gang, Yan Bang has lost his own fight without fighting!
"You all back out of the door! Close the door!"
A few muscular men obediently backed out, and really closed the door.
"Cong Gang, the fire just now ... did you set it?"
Yan Bang asked in a deep voice. Because he knew better than anyone that Cong Gang would not really kill Feng Xinglang.
Cong Gang did not answer Yan Bang's question. A kind of disdain and contempt with its own king style.
Generally, Cong Gang was too lazy to say one more word to Yan Bang when it was not necessary.
Cong Gang drove Feng Xinglang's body back towards the window. Feng Xinglang dragged his tired and swollen body, and moved with Cong Gang backing.
With Cong Gang's strength, if he wants to leave Yulong City, no one can stop him, let alone tightening Feng Xinglang's burdensome hostage.
But Cong Gang just did it!
What he intended, only he knew it!
"Cong Gang, if you want to leave Yulong City, I'll open the door for you! You don't need to take Feng Xinglang hostage!"
Yan Bang didn't want Cong Gang's life. At least not yet.
Perhaps Cong Gang's life was not what he wanted. It depends on whether he has this ability.
With Cong Gang driving Feng Xinglang's body back to the window; Yan Bang also slowed down and followed closely.
Although the floor in the living area is not high, the six or seven-story building just jumped down from the window, for fear that only birds with wings can be safe.
But Cong just jumped out of the window just like this!
Before he flew and flew out, he pushed Feng Xinglong heavily on the ground.
Feng Xinglang did not fall lightly, and his left knee was almost hit and numb.
Just now Feng Xinglang's heart only ran past hundreds of grass mud horses, but now he has thousands of grass mud horses roaring past!
Run away with dog stuff, what do you push? !!
Push it, and push so much! !! Don't know his left leg was injured? Is it intentional? !!
"Lang ... are you all right?"
Yan Bang immediately stepped forward to help Feng Xinglang, who had not fallen badly.
"I'm fine."
Feng Xinglang deserves his teeth. Even if the left leg is not broken, it is really possible for a bone fracture or something. How hostile is that dog thing to yourself, even with such a fierce hand?
Just after Yan Bang got up and chased Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang hugged his arm.
"Bang, help me to lie on the bed ... leg ... the left leg is broken!"
"It's broken? Don't move! I will carry you!"
Yan Bang then put Feng Xinglang on his back; he immediately called Boris, a private doctor.
Fortunately, there were no signs of fractures. But the knee was bruised and it hurt when he moved.
"Lang, what did Cong come to you for?"
After Boris did a full medical examination for Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang asked, "Just come to see you?"
Feng Xinglang thought about Miyamoto Taku just mentioned by Cong.
"Bang, did Miya Bunto appear that night when the group wanted to take me away?"
"He followed the leopard head and they passed together! Why, you suspect that there is something wrong with that short winter melon?"
It seems that Miyamoto Takuma really helped him a lot!
"Yes ... did that Miyamoto communicate with the group of people? Was the group shot away or sipped?"
But looking at Miyamoto's fragile intellectuals, there should be nothing like martial arts.
"I heard the muskmelon yell something at the people! I didn't understand!"