This radical use of the law is really bold.
At this moment, Wei Kang really looked at Feng Xinglang's arrogant and arrogant handsome face. I really want to give him a punch. You can taboo that the boss in the monitoring room is watching him and Feng Xinglang.
As the saying goes: a soldier can be killed! He wanted to humiliate Feng Xinglang in a more despicable way.
"Feng Xinglang, you have been scolding for so long, are you hungry? Come, Grandpa reward you for something to eat!"
Later, Wei Kang sent the dining table to Feng Xinglang's face, only wandering between his mouth and nose and then took it away.
"Oh, I almost forgot: you are **** with chains and you can't eat! Or, I'll feed you?"
"Then there are hard-working grandsons working hard for your uncle!"
From last night to now, Feng Xinglang has not drunk. I'm really hungry. Even if you measure a bitch, you don't dare to poison yourself in the meal.
They are all in prison, but this mouth is still stubborn!
Wei Kang took a piece of Dongpo meat with chopsticks and sent it to Feng Xinglang's lips. When Feng Xinglang opened his mouth, he immediately loosened the chopsticks, and the layered Dongpo meat fell on the ground.
"Ha, I was so careless ... I lost it!"
Wei Kang looked at Feng Xinglang's half-open mouth, and his mouth was straight.
Really interesting!
Wei Kang likes to see Feng Xinglang's frustration! That's really fun!
"Let Cong Gang such a turtle grandson come out to see me!" Feng Xinglang hissed.
"Oh! Feng Xinglang, how big do you think you are? You are just a prisoner! Really treat yourself as an onion!"
Wei Kang clipped a piece of Dongpo meat into his mouth and deliberately ate it in front of Feng Xinglang.
"If you have a seed, don't let me go out all my life! You will let me go out, you mothers are all grandchildren!"
Feng Xinglang was both a general and abusive. The only thing left in my heart was the hope and excitement of Cong Gangjian, and this moment had turned into a rage of anger.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you dragging? You are left with the role of selling two bucks! Really take yourself seriously! Cut!"
Wei Kang clamped a piece of Dongpo meat and stuffed it into Feng Xinglang's mouth, which he wanted to talk. "Eat more! You can also sell it for a good price!"
"Spit!" Feng Xinglang spit Dongpo's meat in his mouth directly on Wei Kang's mask.
Wei Kang wanted to give Feng Xinglang a slap in the backhand, but he finally stopped his raised hand ...
With a swift whisper, the anxious Wei Kang splashed the dishes on the plate towards Feng Xinglang's handsome face.
Someone in Yushu's breeze immediately became a garbage man with his face covered with rice grains and oil stains!
"Cong Gang, you **** died to Lao Tzu!"
Subsequently, Feng Xinglang's scream shook the entire detention room.
In the monitoring room, Cong Gang had an expressionless expression.
Such bosses are undoubtedly the most dangerous.
"Boss, I didn't do it on purpose! You saw it, it was Feng Xinglang's guy who did it for himself! I fed him food and he spit on my face ..."
Wei Kang knew he was playing this time, so he immediately pleaded for himself.
"Go to the forbidden room next door!" Cong Gang faintly said.
Wei Kang didn't dare to retort anything, so he walked down to the forbidden room next door.
This half-day treatment, the entire roller coaster rhythm!
Le Ji was sad, it should be the portrait of Wei Kang's soul at this moment!
Seeing the slush mixed with oil soup flowing down from Feng Xinglang's face, and his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, he could only shake his head embarrassingly. Cong Gang turned his eyes to the side, and seemed to not want to look at it 'Feng Xinglang. Even breathing became suppressed.
After adding a certain amount of air in the forbidden room for two or three minutes, Feng Xinglang fell asleep.
Until the iron chain went off, Feng Xinglang sank his head, and Cong walked in quickly.
The iron chain that bound Feng Xinglang's limbs was released, and his healthy sleepy body fell down without support; Cong Gang immediately carried Feng Xinglang's dumped body with his shoulders .
"This fat man ... how much pig feed do I have to eat!"
Cong Gang's shoulders sinked down, and after holding up his strength, he firmly held Feng Xinglang's heavy posture.
"Caterpillar ... caterpillar ..."
In the deep sleep, Feng Xinglang suddenly murmured two times; relying on the conditioned reflex of the body function, he hugged Cong Gang tightly, then completely lost his consciousness and collapsed on Cong Gang's shoulder .
Cong Gang was tense inexplicably, and the muscles in his whole body were tightened up: It seems that the fat resistance of this fat body is getting stronger and stronger!
Next, someone lay on his back like an uncle;
Someone cleaned the oil on Feng Xinglang's body little by little with a warm towel.
Obviously, it is the rhythm of making cocoons.
Get someone to jail, what happened? In the end, he had to wait for this fat man like a grandson!
Like this stupid thing to make a cocoon, Cong Gang really did not do less! I owe him enough in my last life!
The handsome face that was wiped clean with oil and rice grains is still full of spirits; but there seems to be a little bit of resentment between the eyebrows.
Cong was just so silent, letting time pass by every second; until someone tapped outside the door.
"Boss, Hetun is in a hurry, and ask us when we can release it! The ransom has been paid!"
This is what Cong Gang expected. He knew that Aizi's heart-wrenching Hetun would not care about this little money at all. That's why I tried it out.
"Tonight at twelve, let Hetun go to the garbage dump at Nancheng garbage transfer station to find someone!" Cong Gangdan answered.
"Okay, I'll reply to Hetun now!" His men retreated.
Quietly staring at someone who was struggling to clean, Cong Gang frowned lightly: Do you really want to throw this guy into the trash?
Wouldn't the scrub that was just so involved just now become useless?
Presumably at this moment, Hetun has sent someone to the garbage transfer station in Nancheng, maybe they will go through the garbage trucks one by one!
That kind of picture should be very interesting!
However, it seems that Hetun has done such a thing to overflow his father's love in order to redeem his biological son, but it reminds him of the injuries he has done to Feng Xinglang ... This is too much father love Trivial!
Feng Xinglang can forgive Hetun for his poor blood relationship in biology;
But Cong Gang couldn't!
If it weren't for that blood relationship, perhaps Feng Xinglang had been made dead by the poisonous and cruel Hetun!
In general, this guy lying on his side is still too serious!
Maybe this life can't make him ruthless!