"Oh! Yes? ”

The muscular man who was called 'Jianhu' by Yan Bang was cute at first, and then surprised and confused.

Take a knife for Second Master Feng to stab the boss Yan Bang? Did your ears hear it wrong? Or is your boss lacking eyes again?

It seems that as long as the boss of his family is with Second Master Feng, he will often lack heart! Being scolded, beaten, and bleeding from a broken arm has become commonplace!

"Let's all get out! I have something to say to your boss! ”

After some violence, Feng Xinglang was also out of breath. But after the catharsis, he seemed to have calmed down a lot.

The sparring men were still frozen in place, they looked at each other, and they felt that it was not to leave, and it was not to leave.

"You two masters have spoken, don't get out of here!"

After Yan Bang's scolding, the group of sparring partners did not disperse.

In the entire gym, only Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang remained.

"What's the matter, so angry?"

Yan Bang wiped the blood stains on his face with a towel while staring at Feng Xinglang, who was slowly coming to his senses.

The corners of Feng Xing Langfei's thin lips squirmed slightly, suppressing the anger that rose later, and threw the printed photos in the inner pocket on Yan Bang's red upper body.

Yan Bang picked up the photos one by one. When he saw the contents of the photograph, his eyes flowed with depth and complexity that he had rarely experienced.

After a long time, he raised his gaze from the photo, stared deeply at the angry Feng Xinglang, and slid his Adam's apple.

"How do you want me to die...... I admit it! ”

"you! If you want to die, you can die far away by yourself, why do you have to pull Lao Tzu as a backstop? ”

The anger swept over again, and Feng Xinglang jumped and kicked the unsuspecting Yan Bang straight to the floor in the gym.

Yan Bang was silent. Let Feng Xinglang beat himself hard.

There was another more violent beating, and the tired Feng Xinglang stopped panting.

"You took these photos and uploaded them to the Internet?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"Even if I want Yan Bang to die, I won't be bad for you!"

Yan Bang looked directly into Feng Xinglang's eyes. The face stained with his own blood had an indescribable desolation.

"Die, die! You know death! You've been calculated! Got it? Stupid as a pig! ”

In fact, Feng Xinglang understands: The person who is really calculated is Feng Xinglang.

Because Yan Bang will not be taboo about same-sex love at all. Not to mention being photographed a few times, even if he is caught by the media on a live version of the reality show, he will be indifferent.

Therefore, it is not Yan Bang who this person wants to calculate, but he Feng Xinglang!

He Feng Xinglang is obviously more faceless than Yan Bang!

Before investigating the real culprit, Feng Xinglang still ignored one point: someone wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone!

What he lost was his Feng Xinglang's face, but the real target who wanted to borrow a knife to kill was Yan Bang!

Feng Xinglang once again entered Yan Bang's oversized and ultra-luxurious bedroom. Using a room of more than 200 square inches of land as a bedroom is really luxurious.

Judging from the orientation of the photo, it should be the position of the window sill facing the side. It must have been secretly placed here beforehand. Judging by the clarity of the photo, it can be called a high-tech electronic device.

"Go and show me all the surveillance footage of the people who came in and out of your room that day."

Feng Xinglang turned his head and stared at Yan Bang fiercely, "Have a long brain!" Don't make a mess of the city! You are shameless, I still want skin! ”

There were several people who had been in and out of Yan Bang's suite that day. There are Yan Bang's close bodyguards, as well as cooks and cleaning maids. I heard the feedback from my subordinates: The maid who had entered Yan Bang's suite to clean had resigned and stopped working......

"Yan Bang, you dog offal! Even a cleaning maid counts on you, do you have any cronies? ”

Feng Xinglang angrily scolded while carefully looking at the video before and after the servant entered the suite.

"You don't even know if your dog is killed in your own house one day! As for the executioner of Shencheng, I don't think your IQ is as good as a watchdog! ”

The phone rang, and it was the secretary Na calling.

"Mr. Feng, that 'butterfly that can't fly in the sea' has been sealed! Graphics and texts on the Internet have been banned. Now the taboo is to copy the archive. But it won't spread on a large scale! I'll keep people watching. ”

na does things, has always been vigorous and resolute. She is doing things, and Feng Xinglang is very relieved.

"Did you find out what kind of butterfly it was?"

"Not yet! This person has a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance! Come prepared! Mr. Feng, I think this person, you and Mr. Yan must know each other! ”

Hanging up NA's phone, Feng Xinglang fell into deep thought.

"Lang...... Let's have something to eat first. ”

It was already meal, and the unknown cook brought dinner to Yan Bang on time.

Feng Xinglang turned his head and glared at Yan Bang fiercely, and said sharply: "Dog, you ...... You're sick, healed! Got it? ”

The illness in Feng Xinglang's mouth, Yan Bang knows.

He smiled bitterly, "...... I'm really sorry! I'm the one who caused you ......"

Feng Xinglang rarely heard Yan Bang say such emotional words.

"Die! Lao Tzu is angry when he sees you! ”

Feng Xinglang directly smashed a mobile hard drive in his hand towards Yan Bang.

The mobile phone rang again, and the call was from Lin Nuo's child.

"Feng Xinglang, what time is it? Why are you still out in the wild? Don't you want a wife and children anymore? ”

The little guy was indignant, and scolded his father Feng Xinglang, no big or small.

"How can you be willing not to have a wife and children...... Isn't this busy making milk powder money for you! ”

Feng Xinglang replied in a loving voice, his son who was already arrogant enough to climb on top of him.

"I believe you!"

The little guy urged crookedly: "Come back quickly, Mommy made glutinous rice steamed pork, it's so fragrant!" ”

“ok！ Daddy will be back soon! If your son is hungry, he can eat first. Just remember to leave some for your father! ”

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the little guy added vigorously: "Feng Xinglang, don't make fun of my little Joe!" Otherwise, I'll tell Mommy! ”

“…… Boy, how old are you, and pay back your little Joe? Do you have a beard with a baby elephant trunk? ”

Feng Xinglang relaxed for a moment.

"You have to take care of it! Hurry home! Otherwise, you'll be shut out! ”

The phone call with my son is always easy and pleasant; But when Feng Xinglang saw Yan Bang sideways, a handsome face instantly became cold.

"Yan Da idiot, now let you track down a middle-aged woman who is cleaning, there will be no more mistakes, right?"

Feng Xinglang condensed, "Remember to be alive!" ”

Looking at Yan Bang, who was still silent, Feng Xinglang, who was about to go out, hissed in a low voice: "Don't take it as an example!" ”