Feng Xinglang leaned back in the Taipan chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The faint tingling sensation in his legs made him frown uncomfortably.

He had been thinking about one thing: how could he find out the cong gang hidden in the shadows?

Now that I think about it, this Cong Gang is really vicious enough: he actually used his Feng Xinglang's wife and children as pawns to provoke the contradiction between Yan Bang and Hetun!

Judging from the current situation, he has done so much foreshadowing in the early stage, and presumably the conspiracy in the later stage will continue to open up the past!

What kind of bad water is the dog holding on?

Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Ye Shinian again. He used to seem to be very close to Cong Gang!

But since he was beaten by the people of Hetun in Repulse Bay, he disappeared without a trace in Shencheng.

Was it destroyed by the people of Hetun? Or did he hide in which corner to cultivate his self-cultivation?

The possibility of the former is much higher than that of the latter, and it may have disappeared from this world forever!

Cong Gang's haunted house has been blasted into ruins by Xing Er and others;

It should have experienced a second blast, because Hetun would not give Cong Gang a chance to make a comeback.

And the current situation, Cong Gang has not only made a comeback, but also intensified.

When he was on the cruise, didn't Hetun already make it clear to him? Is this just an elm head? Or did he not take Hetun's explanation seriously at all?

Is he going to kill Hetun? Or do you want to kill Yan Bang by the way?

What about motivation?

For revenge?

What about the purpose?

Are you the king and hegemon in Shencheng?

Even Cong Gang's sneaky style of acting can't become a big climate!

There is no courage and aura to occupy the mountain as the king at all!

Besides, Feng Xinglang still understands Cong Gang. He doesn't care about money and power, and he doesn't want to accumulate wealth and power at all!

So what does he care about?

Endless revenge?

It's a shit!

The sound of NA's high heels disturbed Feng Xinglang's rest. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Na, slightly annoyed.

"Tired last night? And also with injuries to the battle? ”

Na put the folder in her hand on the huge desk, and leaned over to rub Feng Xinglang's swollen temples.

"You're half a gentleman, can you not wear such pointed heels?"

High heels can step on the sense of sex at the right time;

But when it's not right, it's irritability!

"People love beauty! It's not that you stinky men like to watch it, we women only have to suffer ourselves to cater to your eyeballs! ”

The reason for this......

"What about Ba Song? Still clubbing outside? ”

Feng Xinglang asked casually.

Since Feng Xinglang took in Ba Song, Ba Song has been dedicated to his duties.

He took good care of Feng Xinglang, who was injured and inconvenient to his legs and feet, and it can be said that he took care of it meticulously.

It should have been something worthy of praise, but Feng Xinglang seemed to feel a hint of an alternative ...... Weirdness!

Ba Song is in his early twenties at most, although he is older than Xing 14, but his calm temperament is much more subtle and introverted than Xing 14. One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, but Ba Song can skillfully resolve the conflicts that may arise between him and Xing Shishi under the same roof.

And whenever he was working, Ba Song could stand motionless outside the door of the president's office, sometimes standing for hours at a time.

How calm does this have to be to keep this responsibility?

"Stand outside! Like a wooden man! ”

Na glanced in the direction of the door, "What, you're worried that I've eaten your little fresh meat?" ”

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Na raised his voice and asked, "Mr. Feng, where did you find such a well-behaved little fresh meat?" Give me one when you want to take it back and play with it! ”

"There's a lot of it in the night village! Go find Mo San and lead a few to go back and play casually! ”

"I love the original!"

Na glanced at Ba Song who was clubbing at the door again.

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways, "Ba Song, you can't play, I still have to use it!" ”

"You use it?"

This is very ambiguous!

"My 'use' is different from your 'use'!"

Feng Xinglang reached over and picked up the documents that NA had brought in. I just looked at two lines, but I turned my head sideways and glanced at na.

"Don't you have that too? How to use it? ”

Maybe what Feng Xinglang wants to express is: It's more appropriate for you to use a woman!

"Have you ever used a woman?"

Feng Xinglang asked a little directly.

"I hate it! People like men! ”

na deliberately straightened her chest and straightened it, "If you want to use a woman, people can touch themselves!" ”

“……”

Feng Xinglang, who finished lunch, slept really deeply.

He rarely takes a lunch break. Because his wife and children went to the Bai Mansion as guests today, Feng Xinglang solved the lunch problem in the office.

To be precise, Feng Xinglang was awakened by a scorching heat in his calf.

When he returned to consciousness, he smelled a strong smell of Chinese herbs.

Very familiar taste!

Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang flicked his injured leg: he felt a stream of warmth flowing through the tendons and muscle tissues.

The stinging sensation is eliminated, and the warmth is very comfortable!

Feng Xinglang supported his upper body, and saw that his injured leg was wrapped in a blood-invigorating and stasis plaster of Chinese herbs.

Who put it on itself? And the bandaging is quite delicate. Very professional and superb medical skills.

And when did you put it on yourself? He didn't even know it!

"Ba Song...... Ba Song ......"

Feng Xinglang shouted twice towards the door of the lounge.

After more than a minute, Ba Song stumbled in.

"Mr. Feng, what's the matter?"

"Who has been in my lounge?"

Feng Xinglang asked sharply.

"Has anyone ever been in the lounge?"

Ba Song looked confused, as if he hadn't completely recovered his senses.

Looking at Ba Song's muddy appearance, Feng Xinglang asked sharply, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I don't know...... I just seemed to fall asleep on the couch outside! I woke up when I heard you call me. ”

"What? Are you asleep on the couch? ”

Feng Xinglang glared at Ba Song angrily.

"I don't know...... It seems that there is a problem with today's lunch, and people are particularly sleepy and sleepy after eating! ”

Ba Song slapped his cheek hard, trying to sober himself up quickly.

"I'm fine, you can get out!"

Feng Xinglang waved his hand at Ba Song dryly.

"Mr. Feng, your leg ......"

"Get out!"

Under Feng Xinglang's sharp scolding, Ba Song had to retreat first.

looked at the Chinese medicine plaster on his injured leg, and the familiar smell of Chinese herbal medicine; Feng Xinglang could already guess a rough idea.

Is your security system useless?

That dog thing can come and go when it wants?

And 'kindly' helped him treat his leg?

Feng Xinglang was angry; I don't know where the anger begins!

His wife Lin Xue went to Shipi County in anger, which should not belong to the category of that dog thing's planning; Presumably, his own injury is not what the slut wants.

What is this?

Is it to appease him Feng Xinglang?

Or pity and sympathize with him Feng Xinglang?

I can't see the dog thing, but the dog thing is everywhere!

After scolding a few times, Feng Xinglang closed his eyes slightly: What he can feel is the effect of this Chinese herbal medicine to invigorate blood, dispel blood stasis, and build muscles, which is really good!

"Daddy is back...... Daddy is back! ”

Hearing the sound of the whistle outside the courtyard, Feng Tuantuan, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately flew out happily.

Lin Nuo's children also wanted to run out to greet their father, but when they saw the sealing group that flew out, the little thing paused in a daze.

He really wanted to say to Feng Tuantuan: It's not your father, what are you excited about!

"Nuno, go out and help Mommy see your father. Your father's leg is still injured, don't let Tuan Tuan's sister accidentally touch it! ”

Xueluo could see that his son also wanted to go out, so he echoed.

"Great!" The little one immediately galloped out cheerfully.

"Uncle, you're back, Tuan Tuan has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Feng Tuantuan, who had just rushed over and was about to climb into Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, was stopped by a pungent smell of Chinese herbs.

"Uncle, you stink!"

Children have a strong natural rejection of the taste of drugs. What's more, it's still a pampered Fengtuantuan.

"Uncle stinks, you don't want uncle anymore?"

Feng Xinglang's outstretched arms failed to catch the little thing, and he sighed slightly disappointed.

"Uncle has the smell of medicine! It smells worse than my papa! ”

The little cutie covered her nose and bypassed Feng Xinglang's injured leg and walked to the back of the wheelchair.

"Tuan Tuan, why didn't you let your uncle hold you today?"

Feng Tuan Tuan didn't go into the house together in her husband's arms, which made Xue fall a little surprised.

"Uncle stinks! It's all the smell of medicine! Tuan Tuan smells uncomfortable! ”

"Really?"

Xueluo stepped forward and half-crouched beside her husband's wheelchair to carefully examine his injured leg.

"Xinglang, why did you apply Chinese medicine?"

"Well, I've changed to a Chinese medicine pharmacist! It works pretty well! ”

Feng Xinglang leaned over and kissed the woman's cheek with a little bit of water.

"It's best to be a wife! Don't dislike me! ”

When Feng Lixin came in, he saw two adults and two children eating dinner happily.

"Papa, you're back? Is there a meal? Tuan Tuan will get you a bowl! ”

Feng Tuan Tuan put down the chicken wings he was gnawing on and climbed down from the child seat with great difficulty.

"Tuan Tuan, come to Dad!"

Feng Lixin called his daughter who was going to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks for him.

"Big brother, let's have some food together."

Snowfall stood up.

Feng Lixin did not respond, but picked up his daughter Feng Tuantuan.

"Xinglang, I want to take Tuan Tuan to see her mommy!"

was originally his own daughter, but Feng Lixin still made a 'request' to his younger brother.

"No hurry! Let's have dinner first! ”

Feng Xinglang said in a clear voice, "Nuonuo, go to the kitchen and bring a pair of dishes and chopsticks to the uncle!" ”

As she spoke, Aunt An had already brought a pair of chopsticks to the dining table.

"I've eaten it."

Feng Lixin said perfunctorily.

"But Tuan Tuan hasn't eaten yet! Hungry her, isn't your own father distressed? ”

Feng Xinglang's voice was clear, and he couldn't read the joy and anger. I can't tell if I say yes or no.