Body Text_Chapter 811 Mystery Sense

The supercar roared all the way, pulling up gusts of wind, rolling up the leaves on the roadside and flying like dead butterflies.

Feng Xinglang's face has been in a state of condensation, and there is an indispersible anger accumulating between his eyebrows.

At the entrance to the winding mountain, the supercar activates the trigger. There were no barricades, but the people in the villa knew about the intrusion.

Wei Kang was also here in Cong Gang that night. Because there will be a big event next, Cong Gang needs manpower.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"

Weikang notified Cong Gang as soon as possible.

The pen in Cong Gang's hand rested on the design drawing, thinking that he should be studying the feasibility of the plan.

"Coming so early? It seems to be a little early! ”

Cong Gang's words carried an incomprehensible meaning.

"Boss, shouldn't Feng Xinglang be for Yan Bang...... Come and ask us about our sins, right? ”

Wei Kang felt that tonight's Feng Xinglang was a little unkind.

"Even if he wants to ask the teacher for sin, he will go to Hetun first!"

And Cong Gang really felt that Feng Xinglang came tonight with a request.

"If Hetun has a showdown with Feng Xinglang, our suspicion will be great!"

It seems that subconsciously, Wei Kang does not want to be an enemy of Feng Xinglang. It's not just because Feng Xinglang is not an easy master to deal with.

"Don't worry, before we make a move, even if Feng Xinglang thinks of Yan Bang, he won't be able to investigate the reason!"

After a slight pause, Cong Gang glanced sideways at Wei Kang, "Be smart, just remember not to talk too much in front of Feng Xinglang!" ”

"Good. Then he comes, I just avoid it! ”

The best way to deal with Feng Xinglang is to avoid a head-on confrontation with him.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Weikang had already automatically blocked himself.

Cong Gang sat in the flowery living room and drank tea, and there was a warm feeling of friends coming from afar.

Looking at Cong Gang who was set off by all kinds of potted plants with red flowers and green leaves, Feng Xing Lang Ying's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Make yourself like a worldly master who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world...... Quite mysterious? ”

Feng Xinglang's words in front of Cong Gang have never been too good. Subconsciously, ideologically, Feng Xinglang seems to be one level higher than Cong Gang.

In other words, Cong Gang is nothing more than a rotten life he picked up from a pool of blood in Chinatown!

Cong Gang should have sealed his life! But Cong Gang lived so arrogantly, which made Feng Xinglang very unhappy.

Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's view, Yan Bang is on an equal footing with him; And Cong Gang is going to be a little lower than him!

But Cong Gang just wanted to show a cheap appearance that was one level higher than him Feng Xinglang, and of course Feng Xinglang would not give him a good face.

"Is it so late to drive in person? Don't you have to warm up your wife and children at home? ”

Cong Gang's mood has never been bad because of Feng Xinglang's cynicism. Always a calm and steady look like a rock from Mount Tai.

In Feng Xinglang's eyes, there is only one word left 'cheap'!

"Cong Gang, why does Lao Tzu want to beat you up so much?"

Looking at Cong Gang's quiet appearance, Feng Xinglang couldn't help but want to punch away the too calm on Cong Gang's face.

"You're going to have this chance! In the near future! ”

Cong Gang's words are meaningful.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked tentatively: "Listen to you...... Did you do something behind my back that was sorry for me? ”

"Then I won't give you a chance to beat me! I'll take it back! ”

Cong Gang's tepid tone of speech is really unpleasant to listen to.

"Don't wait for the near future! I can beat you up right now! ”

Feng Xinglang threw aside the purpose of his visit, and struck Cong Gang's cheek that made him look extremely unhappy with an uppercut.

Expected result: Cong Gang avoided Feng Xinglang's attack with a graceful posture.

If Feng Xinglang can hit Cong Gang, there is only one possibility: Cong Gang wants Feng Xinglang to beat himself!

And Cong Gang at this moment obviously didn't want Feng Xinglang to hit him, so Feng Xinglang couldn't beat him!

"If you have a seed, don't hide!" Feng Xinglang hissed.

"If I really don't move and get beaten by you...... It's not a category of no kind, it's a matter of IQ! ”

Cong Gang felt that he had enough words tonight.

Or perhaps, it's been a long time since I've met his second master so closely.

Feng Xinglang withdrew his hook, lit a cigarette, and puffed out the smoke a little dryly.

Cong Gang was disgusted with others smoking in front of him.

But in the face of Feng Xinglang, who deliberately put his conduct inferiorly, Cong Gang was just silent.

If you don't let him smoke, he'll only smoke more. Cong Gang, who had nothing to do with him, could only choose to be silent.

"There's something I want you to do!"

After a cigarette was swallowed for the most part, Feng Xinglang began the purpose of the trip.

Cong Gang was passively smoky. He waved the smoke around his nose with his hand indifferently, not showing any irritation.

"I've been a bit busy lately...... I'll do it later! ”

Cong Gang didn't ask Feng Xinglang what he wanted him to do, didn't promise, and didn't refuse.

"What the hell can you do? Take Joe with me again? ”

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, Cong Gang, a servant, should not be so disobedient to his master.

"Talk to an old enemy!"

Cong Gang didn't beat around the bush, but he didn't be honest either.

"Old enemy? Yan Bang? ”

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a low and tight voice.

"Didn't I tell you: Yan Bang is not on my list!"

Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, and his answer was still silent.

"Who's that? Tell me about it! Maybe I can help you! ”

Feng Xinglang leaned lazily into the soft fabric, resting his legs on the coffee table in front of Cong Gang.

An awe-inspiring posture of 'I am your uncle'.

"When the time comes, I'll ask you for a favor."

Cong Gang's words also sound frank.

Although Cong Gang did not refuse himself, he did not seem to agree. What 'after a while', in Feng Xinglang's view, is completely a prevarication of a delaying tactic.

"Then lend me your health care for a few days...... It's always possible, right? ”

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang added, "Please don't move your big Buddha, call your little soldiers, you won't give me this face, right?" ”

"Just a few days! I hope that you will not be impatient! Actually, what you are telling me to do, I can guess! ”

Cong Gang's words, how to listen to it, how do you feel full of sincerity, even 'you' is used.

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows moved, "What do I want you to do...... Can you really guess? ”

Cong Gang smiled nonchalantly, "Actually, I'm quite surprised that you can make such a decision!" ”