The word 'comfort' sounds really harsh.

Feng Xinglang's clear and handsome face was shrouded in a layer of anger.

He stared at Cong Gang's underbeaten face, his gaze sharp and deep.

seemed to be slightly surprised: Cong Gang would use such a word to describe him Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang was angry.

But he was calm.

He knows exactly what kind of people he is talking to and what kind of conversation style he needs to use to get more results with half the effort.

"Cong Gang, have you ever had a friend in your life?"

Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger of the previous second and asked coldly.

"Your so-called heart-to-heart friends, is it based on having thoughts about you Feng Xinglang?"

Cong Gang did not answer the rhetorical question. There was still sarcasm in his eyes.

With a "click", the Australian lobster in his hand was broken, and Feng Xinglang sent it to his mouth to chew a little hard.

"Cong Gang, Lao Tzu saved your life, and then you eat mine and spend my ...... Now I'm not even in a business, and I'm insane to create these disasters to harm me and my family...... What kind of mentality do you think you are doing these unreasonable things? ”

Feng Xinglang has always felt: Cong Gang is still reasonable! It's just a little difficult to figure out what Cong Gang thinks in his heart.

Cong Gang was silent. Occasionally he raised his head and glanced downstairs in the conservatory.

There are curtains and other covers, and you can't see the movement in the sun room on the third floor from downstairs; However, you can clearly see the dynamics of the entire front yard downstairs from the sun room on the third floor.

"Tell me about your motives! Want Yan Bang to die? Or is it Hetun dead? Or let the two of them kill each other, so that you can take advantage of the fisherman? ”

Cong Gang still didn't pay attention to Feng Xinglang's questioning. He seems to be waiting for someone!

"What, you want to wait for Wei Kang to come and save you?"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of red wine, "If my guess is correct: they must have been here in Weikang last night, right?" Why didn't you run away with him? ”

Although Ba Song had done a seamless job when he opened the sun room and came in, Feng Xinglang still sniffed out the slightest hint.

It's just that he hasn't doubted and contacted Ba Song for the time being.

"These shackles...... Did you really wear it when you were a kid? ”

Cong Gang asked an inconsequential question.

It seems that Feng Xinglang just said something and asked something, but he didn't hear it!

The closure is silent.

It can be seen that he is not very interested in this topic.

"It seems that this father who raised you is loving but not parenting; gave birth to your father, but he got his children and didn't love ......"

Cong Gang glanced at the shackles on his feet, raised his eyes to look at Feng Xinglang, and felt something.

is already a husband and a father, but Feng Xinglang's heart has a delicate pain because of Cong Gang's words.

To say that his adoptive father Feng Yishan, in the first few years, he did love himself; even far exceeded his love for his eldest son Feng Lixin!

But then...... It should have come in handy after Feng Yishan knew that Feng Xinglang was not his biological son!

From licking the deep father's love, distorted to violent abuse, no one can stand it!

"Do you want to sympathize with me? Or do you want to laugh at me? ”

Feng Xinglang asked. Ask calmly.

Many years later, looking back at Feng Yishan's sudden change of emotions on a roller coaster made Feng Xinglang acceptable.

"The two of us...... It's kind of sympathy! ”

Cong Gang pulled a faint smile.

"Lao Tzu is different from you! Lao Tzu has never felt pitiful! The poor man is yourself! Always live in the shadow of others, without ego! What's the difference between being a waste puppet? ”

Perhaps because he couldn't fully control him, reprimanding Cong Gang seemed to make Feng Xinglang addictive.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, and muttered slightly with sadness:

"Feng Xinglang, I am the only person by your side who will not be pitied!"

Feng Xinglang met Cong Gang's gaze and slightly twisted his eyebrows, "Pretend to be x with me again!" Feelings: You and I don't have a normal language to communicate with? ”

After being silent for a while, Feng Xinglang asked in a deep voice: "You won't pity me...... The implication is that you want to kill me? ”

"Feng Xinglang, a smart person like you, you should know the dangers of 'raising carbuncles', right?"

Cong Gang's words are meaningful.

"If you want to say, 'Raise carbuncle relics'...... You're the biggest carbuncle in my body! I should have dug you out sooner! ”

Feng Xinglang ridiculed Cong Gang's words.

Cong Gang smiled. Laughing lightly.

He glanced downstairs again, and the smile on his face grew even bigger.

It's just a thick smile, and there is an essential change!

"Bang" a few times, but before Steward Mo could open the door, under Yan Bang's continuous kicking, the door of the living room was kicked open by him.

"Mr. Yan, ...... you are?"

Steward Mo, who came forward to open the door, was almost hit by the door.

"What about Cong Gang? Where is he? Where did Feng Xinglang hide him? ”

Yan Bang roared angrily.

How could he know that the second young master had put Cong Gang under house arrest?

Steward Mo knew that Yan Bang was not good, and he was worried that he would spoil the good things of the second young master, so he instinctively wanted to stop Yan Bang who was in a hurry.

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong? So angry to you? ”

"What about Feng Xinglang? Did you hide in the corner with Cong Gang? ”

Yan Banghuan looked at the living room of the Feng family, and then looked upstairs.

He remembered every word, every word Cong Gang said on the phone.

'Old man Mo, go downstairs and get me some light food!' I can't get used to eating this lamb chops and Australian lobster! ’

Cong Gang is not only in Feng's house, but also talking to Feng Xinglang about wine!

Lamb chops? Lobster? Good mood!

"Mr. Yan, please take a sip of tea. I'm going to call my second young master......"

"No need! Lao Tzu personally went upstairs to find him! ”

Yan Bang pushed Steward Mo away, and walked quickly upstairs angrily.

Mr. Yan...... Mr. Yan...... Let's take a sip of tea first! ”

Steward Mo shouted so loudly to Yan Bang, who had already gone upstairs, in fact, to give the second young master Feng Xinglang a wake-up call.

"Yan Bang?"

Feng Xinglang in the sun room heard Steward Mo's reminder, and at the same time heard Yan Bang's heavy and restless footsteps.

Yan Bang went straight to the sun room on the third floor!

Downstairs in the Feng family's villa, he had already seen the lights on in the sun room on the third floor.

"Why is he here?"

Feng Xinglang muttered to himself and stood up.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Cong Gang, who was chained to his limbs, as if judging whether to release Cong Gang first?

Although he didn't know the exact reason; But he clearly realized: Yan Bang should have come for Cong Gang!

When Feng Xinglang subconsciously groped for the key on his body, Yan Bang had already appeared in front of him.

"Bang? What are you doing here? Didn't stay in the detention center and set fires? ”

Feng Xinglang brought a witty ridicule. It's a little cold.

"Lamb chops? Australian lobster? Red wine? It's so emotional! Feng Xinglang, can I see who the object of your banquet is? ”

Yan Bang's scarred face was full of scars, and there was a sneer that didn't smile or smile.

"You've come just in time! Then let's talk to the three of us in person! ”

Since Yan Bang created this opportunity, then he Feng Xinglang should make good use of this opportunity!

"Couldn't I have come at the wrong time?"

Yan Bang smiled coldly, "I should have disturbed the two of you drinking!" ”

Cong Gang in the sunroom sat comfortably: he used the thin blanket on the sofa to cover the handcuffs on his hands and feet. Looks like it's enjoyable.

"Cong Gang, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you come here? Is it true to play trickery with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu wants to fulfill you well today! ”

A dagger shining with cold light was pulled out of Yan Bang's waist. A gust of wind swept through the couch and slashed towards the clump on the couch.

"Yan Bang, what are you doing? Can you finish talking first? ”

Feng Xinglang instinctively stepped forward to block Yan Bang; was pushed by Yan Bang's inertial elbow, coupled with the fact that the injured leg was not yet well, and the center of gravity was unstable, Feng Xinglang hit him backwards......

Cong Gang still sat still.

He looked at Yan Bang's gaze as if he was looking at an ugly clown.

It seems that what Yan Bang is holding in his hand is not a sharp dagger, but a show prop.

"Whoa"

The dagger in Yan Bang's hand did not cut Cong Gang, but it was cut on a telescopic steel pipe.

"Ba Song? How the do you dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's business? Get out of the way! ”

"If Mr. Feng doesn't let you touch him, you can't touch him!"

Ba Song responded lightly, and was not deterred by Yan Bang's anger.

This answer is quite standard: first, it can provoke Yan Bang; Second, the relationship between him and Cong Gang can be cleared up!

A little deflated calf dares to stop him Yan Bang?

Yan Bang, who was full of anger, raised the dagger in his hand and slashed at Ba Song, who was on the verge of losing control.

Cong Gang just watched. There was a sneer on the corner of his lips. also glanced at Feng Xinglang from time to time.

Ba Song's movements are not only agile, but also quite flexible; He easily avoided Yan Bang's offensive, and let the irritable Yan Bang re-elect Cong Gang, who was sitting quietly on the sofa and watching a good show.

Before Yan Bang's dagger could be fully raised, Ba Song collided with him and pushed Yan Bang away from Cong Gang's previous life!

Yan Bang, who couldn't get his hands on it for a while, almost swallowed Ba Song with his restless anger.

"Alright, don't fight!"

Feng Xinglang scolded, "Since you are both here, let's talk about it: What kind of hatred makes you want to be so disrespectful?" ”

Pulling a chair, Feng Xinglang sat down steadily.

But Yan Bang didn't seem to want to say a word to Cong Gang at all; And Cong Gang has not looked at him directly since Yan Bang came in.

"Why, you don't have anything to say?"

Feng Xinglang sneered, "Still dumb?" ”

"Yan Bang, remember next time: when you want to kill me, don't do it in front of Feng Xinglang! Because Feng Xinglang won't allow you to kill me! Can't you see it? How stupid! ”

Cong Gang opened his mouth first.

Just as Cong Gang wanted: his words completely angered Yan Bang......