What made Feng Xinglang most sad was what his son said to Hetun when he left.

The little thing actually begged Hetun to take him and Mommy back to PetFort Something!

How disappointed must this son be in him, his biological father, to beg his stepfather to take him and Mommy out of Shencheng and leave him as his biological father?

Feng Xinglang's heart was twisted to pain, but he didn't know where the pain came from for a while.

In the spacious bulletproof car, Yan Bang carefully cut off the exposed arrow tail on Feng Xinglang's arm; The arrows remain in the musculature. Just in case blood splatters when pulled out suddenly.

"Lang, what kind of children did you have? spoiled his daughter like a kraft candy, gave birth to a son and recognized the thief as his father! Feng Xinglang, you are really decrepit! ”

Seeing that Feng Xinglang just closed his eyes slightly and was silent is golden, Yan Bang complained again:

"That little bunny is really ruthless! Knowing that you are his own father, he still shoots you as an arrow target again and again? ”

"I'm happy to buy it! I'm happy to be a target for my son, aren't you convinced? ”

Hearing that Yan Bang meant to reproach his son Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang immediately sarcastically added:

"It's better than you Yan Bang, an uncle who is almost forty years old, but he can't even give birth to a cub!"

Feng Xinglang's words were enough to make Yan Bang Neng angry to death in one breath!

Kindly ventured to come to Repulse Bay to save him Feng Xinglang, but he was so sarcastic that he didn't even give him face.

The muscles on Yan Bang's resolute face were beating uncalmly, and after holding his breath for a few breaths, he laughed at himself faintly:

"All over the world, you Feng Xinglang can be so angry with me! If you want to change someone else, damn it several times! ”

After Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a cold look, it became clear what he was thinking.

Five years ago, why didn't he think that Lin Xueluo was taken out of Shencheng by Hetun? In fact, Feng Xinglang also thought about this possibility, but he was quickly rejected by him! Because Hetun didn't take Lin Xueluo with any motive!

The bloody stillborn in the glassware that had just been scraped off the mother's body really shocked Feng Xinglang all of a sudden.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he Feng Xinglang really couldn't believe that Lin Xueluo would be such a vicious woman!

Now that I think about it: Lin Xueluo is kind and great to the child in her belly, but he is even more cruel to Feng Xinglang!

In such a cruel way, he made him think: He and her child were beaten by her?

Is this Lin Xueluo short-circuited in the brain?

Could it be that she was forced by Hetun to do that?

Not really! With Hetun's arrogance and arrogance, how could he play such a disgraceful and indiscriminate method?

The poisonous means of yin in the next three indiscriminates? Who could it be? Could it be Lan Youyou?

can be Lan Youyou's viciousness, it should directly take the lives of Lin Xueluo and the child in her belly, how can you let Lin Xueluo play this trick of the golden cicada out of her shell?

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows tightened: No matter what the situation is, it is the incompetence of his husband and father! But can't she, Lin Xueluo, be honest with him? No matter how bad his husband is, he is better than the cruelty of Hetun, right?

Dragon City.

After the private doctor treated the wound on Feng Xinglang's arm, Yan Bang personally went to the kitchen to get food for Feng Xinglang, who was hanging antibiotics.

It seems that these days, Yan Bang is extra keen to fall in love with the profession of chef.

And there is only one person who tastes his food, and that is Feng Xinglang.

Occasionally, Bai Mo would come to him with his face licked, and he would usually be squeezed away by Yan Bang.

When Yan Bang walked out of the kitchen with a plate of Italian black pepper beef tenderloin noodles full of color and fragrance, there was no trace of Feng Xinglang on the huge sofa in the living room.

"Me! Depend on! I really only use Lao Tzu here as a medical hall! ”

There was a loud bang, and the whole plate of black pepper beef fillet noodles was smashed to the floor by Yan Bang.

The exterior of the villa is still the same as before, almost completely covered with woody vines.

It's just that a few years ago, there were almost no lights here day or night; And now at night, wisps of light peek through the cracks of these creeper-like vines.

This is Cong Gang's lair.

Yan Bang thought that Cong Gang had been killed by him for the second time;

And Feng Xinglang assisted Cong Gang, making Yan Bang think that he Cong Gang was dead.

It sounds a little messy, but after careful analysis, it is very simple: Yan Bang thought that Cong Gang was dead, but Cong Gang was not dead! And Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang was not dead!

Feng Xinglang really couldn't figure out why Yan Bang was bent on killing Cong Gang!

In Feng Xinglang's view, Cong Gang's existence does not affect him at all Yan Bang is the executioner of Shencheng.

Feng Xinglang didn't bother to figure it out!

He only did one thing: help Cong Gang to make Yan Bang think that Cong Gang was dead!

Although Hetun is a barbarian, his IQ is not low. To deal with him, maybe Feng Xinglang's IQ is enough, but he can't compete with Hetun in terms of force. One Xing Eight is enough to give Feng Xinglang a headache, and now there is another Xing Twelve.

It seems that Xing Twelve is still very good at figuring out other people's thoughts, and he acts quite decisively, low-key, and has connotations.

So, Feng Xinglang needs a helper!

Yan Bang obviously can't do it!

Sometimes they are too familiar with each other, and it is okay to be brothers, but it is not to his appetite to let Yan Bang listen to his instructions Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang thought of Cong Gang.

The modified smart door did not open because of Feng Xinglang's knock door.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: Could it be that this broken door is broken? Still is......

But Feng Xinglang clearly saw that there was light in the living room. It shows that Cong Gang's slut is not only alive, but also inside.

"Cong Gang, if you don't open the door again, Lao Tzu will smash your broken door!"

Feng Xinglang's anger, Cong Gang has long been used to it.

After Feng Xinglang took his brother Feng Lixin to the United States, Cong Gang also left Shencheng for two years. It was only last year that he returned to Shencheng. Lived in this haunted house again.

In the past five years, Feng Xinglang has been here three times. The first two times were before going to the United States.

The moment the smart door was opened, Feng Xinglang feasted his eyes fiercely.

The huge living room of the villa is filled with almost all kinds of ornamental plants and flowers.

Among them, orchids are the majority. There are precious spring orchids and orchids, and there are also very ordinary, but beautiful shapes of phalaenopsis.

This method of cultivating sentiment is not an ordinary high big!

Cong Gang was wearing casual white clothes, and was concentrating on taking care of a pot of junzi orchids at hand.

It is really difficult for Feng Xinglang to associate Cong Gang, who is bloodthirsty on the blade, with these delicate flowers and plants.

"Cong Gang, are you going to change your career to become a botanist?"

Feng Xinglang reached over and stroked a handful of delicate phalaenopsis. Like a dancing butterfly, it is also like the most beautiful tenderness of a woman.