One is deep, the other is evil, and the two men just look at each other.

There is a tacit feeling, but it seems that there are thousands of mountains and rivers between the two.

"You understand me so well?"

Feng Xinglang's voice rose slightly, and when he looked at Cong Gang's eyes, a thin layer of mist was shrouded, as if to prevent Cong Gang from examining the depths of his heart.

"I don't understand you! I'm just guessing! Your wisdom is so strong, how can I be an inferior person who can fathom it? ”

Cong Gang knew that Feng Xinglang was as cunning as a fox, and he didn't like others to figure out his thoughts. So Cong Gang immediately changed his tune.

Don't look at Feng Xinglang smiling with you on the surface, maybe there is some bad heart in his stomach now.

"So modest?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his cold eyes slightly, "Cong Gang, your flattery tonight...... Some of it has passed! It feels particularly unreal, with a hint of hypocrisy. ”

Cong Gang was silent.

Sure enough, when talking to Feng Xinglang, you must be cautious. He will pick up clues from your words and actions.

"Disobey you, you don't like it; Flattering you, you still don't like it...... Feng Xinglang, it's really hard for you to serve 1

Cong just sighed slightly.

"Difficult to serve? Have you been serving me lately? ”

Feng Xinglang moved his legs that were resting on the coffee table, leaned forward and got closer to Cong Gang, "What I want is your loyalty 1."

Cong Gang was still silent. Maybe not answering is the best answer at this moment.

"Tell me, what have you been busy with lately?"

Intuition told Feng Xinglang: Cong Gang must have hidden something that is not visible. Even talking to him, there is no more unruly and unruly than before, but there is more flattery that makes Feng Xinglang uncomfortable.

Cong Gang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang's eyes, fainting a trace of imperceptible sadness.

"Feng Xinglang, when you picked me up from Chinatown...... Have you ever thought that one day you will raise a tiger? ”

When he asked this sentence, Cong Gang's eyes were extraordinarily sincere.

Feng Xinglang's eyelids drooped slightly, and he picked up a small teacup and drank it

"I never thought of you as a tiger! I just think you're a dog1

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, and asked again: "You dog, is this thinking about biting me, the master?" ”

Cong Gang was already accustomed to Feng Xinglang's arrogant posture, and he was not annoyed and angry because he evaluated himself as a dog.

It seems that there are no strong words that can anger Cong Gang!

Cong Gang was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. On some thin faces, there is a sense of uncertainty.

"Are you really thinking about biting my master?"

From the silence of Gang, Feng Xinglang thought that it had become a kind of acquiescence.

"You want me dead...... Why do you risk death three times or twice to save me? To repay the favor? Is it the end of the retribution, and the revenge will begin? ”

Feng Xinglang analyzed it while looking directly at Cong Gang's eyes, wanting to find clues from Cong Gang's facial expressions.

"Feng Xinglang, in my lifetime, as long as I live, I won't let you die first1

The gray meaning in Cong Gang's eyes, Feng Xinglang couldn't understand it.

After a pause for a few seconds, Feng Xinglang smiled casually, "I'm so moved1."

The jointed fingers habitually stroked his jaw, "If my life, old age, sickness and death hang by a thread, but you live in good health, is it possible that you still have to 'die first for respect' for me?" ”

Death first?

This humor is cold......

"Don't worry, my scarred body won't survive you! You will surely outlive me1

Cong Gang's eyebrows and eyes stretched a little.

Glancing at the scar on Cong Gang's arm, Feng Xinglang's brows furrowed, "Then you should die now!" Don't live in the world and waste food! Just leave Wellcome for me to use 1

When it came to the topic of 'death', Feng Xinglang suddenly became angry.

Whether it is the arrogant Yan Bang or the weird Cong Gang, they are all his good brothers who Feng Xinglang was born and died.

Now one has disappeared and has not been heard from; A light talk about life and death really made Feng Xinglang very unhappy to listen to.

"I can't die right now! Wait a few days...... Whether it is dead or alive, listen to the respectful 1

Cong Gang's expression was faint.

This look of life and death will inevitably make Feng Xinglang think of Yan Bang.

Yan Bang would always say: he is ready for the day when he will die on the streets.

"Go—you—mother—1

After Feng Xinglang let out a low hissing curse, he turned around and left.

Cong Gang didn't watch Feng Xinglang leave, but quietly looked at the cup where Feng Xinglang had just drunk tea.

People walk tea cool?

It wasn't until the roar of the engine faded away that Wei Kang came up from the basement into the living room.

"Boss, it's so obvious to you to Feng Xinglang...... Will he be wary of us? If he's really wary of us, how can we catch him back as a bargaining chip? ”

Cong Gang didn't want to answer this question, so he was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Cong just asked lightly, "How did the third dragon's Dragon City take over?" ”

"Hmm...... There should be 6 to 70 percent supporters! The third child's popularity in Dragon City is good, much better than the murderous and brutal Yan Bang1

"Let the third child quit 1

"Exit? Right now? This is the best time we can take over Dragon City1

Cong Gang turned his head sideways and glanced at Wei Kang lightly, "Why don't I call you the boss?" ”

Wei Kang's face changed suddenly, "I'll go and inform the third 1 immediately."

When Feng Xinglang came to the Dragon City, there was a lot of commotion in the dragon city without a leader.

With the withdrawal of the 'Worm Three', all kinds of crooked melons and cracked dates want to compete to be the boss of Dragon City.

The noisy fighting sounds, when Feng Xinglang appeared, returned to calm.

"Your boss isn't dead yet! Are you all thinking about rebellion? ”

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice, and angrily dragged over the several hecklers led by him, which was a good beating.

When I got tired of punching, I changed to a chair and continued to smash.

Until Feng Xinglang leaned against the wall on the side.

No one dared to fight back!

First, because of the relationship between Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang, and secondly, because of Feng Xinglang's status in Shencheng.

Covered in blood, Feng Xinglang stumbled into Yan Bang's living room.

The living room, which was destroyed by the fire, has long been renovated: it is still the same as before, with its furnishings; Even the oversized sofa was custom-made according to the original style.

Feng Xinglang stood in place and stared at it for a while, then fell straight down.

Lying motionless on the sofa, quietly looking at the crystal lamp on the ceiling.

Subconsciously, he felt that Yan Bang should be more than lucky!