As soon as Cong had taken care of the wounds and dirt on his body, he had only been squinting on the bed for a few hours when he heard Feng Xinglang's scum yelling and shouting from downstairs, plus the sound of kicking and slamming the door.

"This scumbag!"

Cong Gang hissed, but did not get up, but rolled into the light duvet.

Cong Gang knew that he would take the fastest flight back to the neighboring cities of Shencheng, and of course Feng Xinglang knew it. It's just seven or eight hours later than Cong Gang. The fact that he was able to come back so quickly was enough to witness the heart of his beloved son.

The wind doesn't stop, and the trees don't seem to want to be still; It's been a stalemate all the time.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here, slamming the door downstairs."

Outside the door, there was a soft knock on the door of Wei Kang.

In fact, Wei Kang knew: it was completely superfluous to inform Cong Gang by himself. With Cong Gang's vigilance, how could he not hear such a big movement made by Feng Xinglang downstairs!

It's just that one of them won't open it, and the other will slam the door with all their might, and it doesn't seem to be very good.

It really disturbed this quiet and quiet morning.

"Got it." Cong Gang in the room answered.

Just 'got it'?

No then, no more?

Wei Kang waited for a while, but the silence in the room returned again.

"Boss, is that to open the door? Or beat him away? ”

Wei Kang also doesn't like to guess and guess the holy will. Cong Gang is his own boss, so he naturally has to listen to what they say; But Feng Xinglang seems to subconsciously become their boss and boss, and he still has a long-term plan.

At least if you can not offend him now, you will not offend him!

Even if you want to offend, you have to give orders from the current boss, right?

But before Cong Gang gave the order, the wooden door, which was not very strong, was directly knocked open by Feng Xinglang's car.

Not only is he a scumbag, but he is also a thug!

Vulgar and outrageous! I can't figure out who I am!

Cong Gang thinks so. But Feng Xinglang doesn't think so!

He felt that the person who didn't figure out his identity was him Cong Gang!

"Sealed ...... Mr. Feng, it's early. ”

Seeing Feng Xinglang rushing upstairs in a rage, Wei Kang subconsciously said hello. It's already been bumping into each other, and it doesn't seem appropriate not to say hello.

"Where's Cong Gang?"

Feng Xinglang asked sharply.

"My boss is resting. What's the matter, you wait for him to wake up......"

'Bang', before Wei Kang finished speaking, Feng Xinglang broke in with one shoulder.

This temporary second-floor building is almost entirely of that kind of wooden structure, and the sturdiness is still a little worse.

Cong Gang was half-lying on the simple wooden bed, just quietly looking at Feng Xinglang who slammed the door and entered.

"Feng Xinglang, why are you crazy?"

Before Cong Gang's words fell, Feng Xinglang rushed straight over without saying a word, and Cong Gang, who had no time to react in the future, was suppressed under him.

Maybe it wasn't that Cong Gang didn't have time to react, but he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to ...... So unsubtle.

"Cong Gang, where's my son?"

Just downstairs, Feng Xinglang had already checked it by the way; And there is no trace of his son on Cong Gang's bed.

Feng Xinglang suppressed Cong Gang and asked violently; The breath in his mouth sprayed on Cong Gang's cheeks, almost pressing against the bridge of his nose.

At that time, Cong Gang's thinking instantly slowed down by half a beat; When Feng Xinglang pulled his upper body out of the quilt, he seemed to be relieved.

"Where's the USB flash drive?"

Cong Gang didn't go to meet Feng Xinglang's angry eyes, but asked with half a cheek. Feng Xinglang's handsome face was distorted with anger.

This time, he didn't play tricks with Cong Gang, nor did he play conspiracy; Instead, he took out the USB flash drive directly from his pocket and threw it on Cong Gang's face.

"Where's my son?"

"And the replicas!"

obviously had the upper hand, but Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang's gaze, and seemed to be in a flash.

Especially Feng Xinglang's sturdy posture suppressed him!

It's not that Cong Gang can't bear the weight of Feng Xinglang, it's just that ......

"Do you think Lao Tzu will really be idle and panic to make a bunch of indiscriminate copies to blackmail you?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "I want to threaten you, Lao Tzu has a way!" ”

"Tell me, my son!"

Feng Xinglang roared again. It seems to be on the verge of the limit of patience.

It seems that if Cong Gang doesn't tell the whereabouts of Lin Nuo's child, Feng Xinglang can really eat him.

"...... at this point in time"

Cong Gang glanced sideways at the window, "Your son should be asleep in your wife's arms." ”

Cong Gang's answer made Feng Xinglang slightly surprised: his son fell asleep in his woman's arms?

This dog thing is so honest that he will send his son Feng Linnuo to Xueluo's side?

"Give me my phone!"

Regardless of whether he believes it or not, Feng Xinglang requires proof.

Cong Gang took the mobile phone in the drawer to Feng Xinglang.

"Be honest!"

Feng Xinglang still suppressed Cong Gang's upper body, imprisoning his possible resistance.

In fact, whether to resist or not, subjective consciousness is very important.

But at this moment, Cong Gang seems to have no subjective consciousness, and he feels that the whole person is not very good. It seems that what is pressed on him is not a **ten kilogram body, but an invisible Mount Tai.

"Hey...... Hello, which one? ”

On the phone, there was a woman's sleepy inquiry.

"The snow falls, it's me. What about Nono? ”

As soon as he heard the woman's soft voice, the irritable man instantly became warm.

"Nono is back, and he's asleep."

Snow fell on his son's red little face and kissed him, "Nono...... It's my father. ”

"Nono is asleep, don't wake him up."

"Xinglang, where are you? Are you back? ”

"Oh, I just got off the plane and I'll be back in a minute. Wait for me! ”

"Good. Be careful on the road. ”

Thinking about something, Xueluo added: "It was Cong Gang who sent Nuno back. Sent back last night. I haven't been able to get through to your phone. ”

"Well, I'll be right back! See you in one minute. ”

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang deleted his wife Xueluo's number. The safety of his wife and children made him feel a lot more relieved.

"You can get up and go!"

After Feng Xinglang made this warm phone call, Cong just used his legs to push Feng Xinglang who was suppressed on his body.

Feng Xinglang quickly turned over and jumped off the bed, slanting his eyes and glancing at Cong Gang.

"You're pretty familiar!"

Fei's thin lips hooked slightly, which was regarded as an appreciation for Cong Gang's behavior.

"Enough of the fuss, right? If you've had enough trouble, get out! ”

Cong Gang made up the bed that had been messed up by Feng Xinglang.

"Do you think I'm happy to stay with you?"

Feng Xinglang glanced coldly, then turned around and walked towards the door.

Cong Gang's eyes subconsciously looked over. But he didn't want Feng Xinglang to pause and turn around.

"Your wounds...... Are you alright? ”

The scuffle just now revealed the scratches on Cong Gang's body. Of course Feng Xinglang will see it.

At that time, Cong Gang's sweatshirt was stripped of Lin Nuo's children, and he was only wearing a T-shirt, so he would inevitably be scraped by those branches and bushes.

“…… It's okay. ”

Cong Gang responded a little unnaturally.

"That mountain forest is so dangerous, you dare to run so fast...... Why didn't you fall to death with a dog! ”

This sudden change in the style of painting shows the attitude and tone that a scumbag should have.

“……”

Cong Gang had nothing to say. I don't want to say it either.

Downstairs, Feng Xinglang stopped, turned around and stared at Wei Kang, who was sending him off.

Wei Kang was stared at by Feng Xinglang, and the cells in his body became vigilant: Could this guy be the boss Cong Gang, and he wants to make trouble for him as a small person, right?

Feng Xinglang groped around his body for a while and found the cash check that had been crumpled a little wrinkled by the journey.

"Take it, it's your boss's medical expenses! And also...... The door. ”

Feng Xinglang glanced at the wooden door that he had broken, "Wei Kang, what's so good about you following Cong Gang?" Living in a slum house, hiding in Tibet all day long, and not having enough to eat, can he be born and die for him? Come to me when you have time, you are always welcome. ”

Before leaving, Feng Xinglang did not forget to make a means of separation.

“……”

I have to say that Feng Xinglang's words are really itchy.

But Wellcome doesn't do that. It is not easy for a bloodthirsty person like them to find the right master.

He didn't return the check. It's not that he wants to take it for himself, but he thinks that with the identity and status of Boss Cong Gang today, he should be able to live more elegantly. Therefore, he accepted Feng Xinglang's cash check for 10 million.

Stepping on the morning light, Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's house as quickly as possible.

"Second young master, are you back......"

Steward Mo immediately greeted him.

"Where's the wife?"

"Madame and Nono are upstairs. Last night, Young Master Nuo was sent back. ”

"Well, I'll go upstairs first." Feng Xinglang walked upstairs.

Hearing the sound downstairs, Xueluo, who had already washed up and was with his son, immediately got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, it was the man she had been worried about for three or four days.

A strong physique, a tired countenance; A pair of eyes are full of warmth.

"Xinglang, you're back." The woman murmured distressedly.

The answer to the woman is the man's fierce kiss.

gnawing on the woman's warm and rosy lips, venting the thoughts about women these days.

The small pain that bred made the snow fall hug the man's lean waist more tightly.

Feng Xinglang didn't linger on the woman's lips for long, so he picked up the woman who was about to be kissed by him and walked towards the bed.

Feng Xinglang pulled open the thin quilt covering his son's body, revealing the little guy's sturdy curled up little body.

"Xinglang, what are you doing...... It's going to be cold. Xueluo muttered.

"Okay, not missing arms and legs!"

Feng Xinglang crawled over and hugged his son's warm little body tightly in his arms.

"Bunny, bastard daddy really wants to beat you up! Let you run around! ”

Even if he was angry, Feng Xinglang only symbolically pinched the little guy's small p-shares, which was considered to have been beaten.

"Xinglang, you go wash first, and then sleep with Nuo Nuo for a while. He woke up last night and waited for you for a long time. ”

"Let's go to the bathroom, I'm going to clean you up!"

The man's gaze at the woman was full of charm.