Slowly, the black shadow squatted down, carefully lifted Feng Xinglang's injured leg wearing a support instrument, and rested it on his knee.

He carefully examined how the supporting instruments were worn and what they were doing.

About three minutes later, a hot current began at the knee of Feng Xinglang's injured leg and snaked through his calf into a small portable container.

It's the familiar smell of Chinese herbs again!

Inexplicably, Feng Xinglang's angry heart slowly eased. Relaxed at the same time, there was a clenched fist in the nightgown.

After the injured broken leg is washed by the Chinese herbal medicine, it seems that every cell has been soothed and warmed to the heart.

The black shadow repeats this seemingly simple, but highly technical washing step.

Such comfort makes Feng Xinglang's breath comfortable and deep.

His eyes widened, and he looked down at the intruder who was washing and soothing his injured leg.

It's still the same familiar face: thin and resolute. Every edge and corner of the face is so distinct...... Underwhelmed!

This action lasted more than ten minutes.

In this process, the black shadow has been kneeling on one knee on the side of the Taipan chair, taking on the role of a leather pier resting on the foot.

Then, it's time for the medicine to be dressed. It makes the blood flow more cheerfully in the whole leg. Dredging meridians, warming the texture.

Feng Xinglang was patient, and waited for the black shadow to finish dealing with his injured leg.

And then ......

Where's the problem?

A punch, or a slap, in the dead of night, sounds too noisy!

So, Feng Xinglang set his eyes on the disobedient ear of the black shadow!

"Dog thing...... I've finally caught you! ”

There was a pain in his ears, and the black shadow was forced to raise his head, and he met Feng Xinglang's playful and gloomy face.

"Second Master...... Long time no see! ”

Cong Gang's voice was hoarse, like a tone coming from deep in his throat.

"Long time no see? It shouldn't be...... It doesn't seem like the first time you've done this sneaky, stealing chickens and dogs, right? ”

Feng Xing Langfei's thin lips became even more affectionate and cold-blooded because he bit the words and spoke.

"Touching the Dog......"

Cong Gang paused, "I've really done it...... The second master is a good metaphor! ”

“……”

Seriously, Feng Xinglang at that time really wanted to slap Cong Gang to death with a brick!

After staring at each other for a long time, Feng Xinglang let out a cold snort of extreme dissatisfaction from his thin lips.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"You didn't drink the milk?"

What I got was Cong Gang's breezy inquiry. He glanced at the wastebasket and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

"Who borrowed your dog's guts and dared to give Lao Tzu medicine so unscrupulously?"

Feng Xinglang was full of anger and asked.

"You're so pretentious...... If I don't take a pill, I'm afraid you'll bite me! ”

Cong Gang said something that made Feng Xinglang listen to the angry words, but he was able to do the final bandaging for him carefully.

"Actually, you're not much better than a dog to touch!"

These words made Feng Xinglang's hands itch completely.

A backhand slap that came quickly; However, depending on the object you are facing, the effect will be different.

Cong Gang's skillful avoidance opened the slap from Feng Xinglang;

The slap missed, and Feng Xinglang, who was too violent, almost tilted out of the Taipan chair with too much force. Cong Gang still stretched out his hand to block it.

I wanted to comment that Feng Xinglang was getting more and more girly, but in view of Feng Xinglang's mental state of being such a fried beast, Cong Gang still held back.

"Don't hide if you have a kind!"

Feng Xinglang, who had stabilized his center of gravity, cast a disdainful glance at Cong Gang.

"You and I are as stupid as Yan Bang! He's a masochist, but I'm not! ”

Cong Gang just began to pack up the medicine box in an orderly manner.

"Why do you have to put Yan Bang to death?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his cold eyes and asked sharply.

"Yan Bang?" Cong Gang snorted lightly, "He's just a victim of your father's Hetun calf!" It has nothing to do with me! ”

After a slight pause, he sighed softly: "I just rehearsed the contradictions and conflicts hidden in the next few months, or years or more than ten years in advance!" ”

Cong Gang's answer was very profound. But it is completely within the scope of Feng Xinglang's comprehension.

"Cong Gang, what the do you want to do?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

"What do I want to do, in fact, you Feng Xinglang knows!"

Cong Gang closed the medicine box and raised his eyes to stare at Feng Xinglang's eyes.

It's calm, it's calm.

Feng Xinglang hated to see Cong Gang's indifferent gaze that seemed to be able to read minds.

I feel that I am a naked person with no shelter and no clothes in front of Cong Gang!

"I'm not as smart as you! So I don't understand! I want to hear you tell me personally! ”

Seeing that Cong Gang was silent, Feng Xinglang hissed and asked, "Tell me: What is a rehearsal in advance?" You kidnapped my son by pretending to be a ghost, causing me to fall into the canyon and almost kill me...... Is this what you call a pre-rehearsal? ”

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang quietly and said slowly, "So what?" What can you do with me? ”

This tone, this tone of speech, this attitude of not knowing life or death......

"Cong Gang! Don't force Lao Tzu to kill you! Feng Xinglang hissed fiercely.

"Really? Then I'll wait quietly for you to kill me! ”

To be honest, Feng Xinglang at that time could really be angry with Cong Gang's words.

The handsome face that is so cold that it can scrape a layer of frost; the piercing eyes that are about to eat people; And that heaving chest......

All of them are expressing: He Feng Xinglang is really angry and angry! It's on the verge of spiraling out of control!

"When you have the ability and courage to be ruthless to me, let's talk about this topic again!"

Cong Gang slowly stood up and picked up the medicine box on the carpet.

"Cong Gang, what the are you trying to do?"

Feng Xinglang almost roared out of control.

"Defuse it! You woke up a family of old and young women and children, and you were lame again, and you couldn't deal with me, an uninvited guest, that scene, it's miserable to think about! ”

Cong Gang smiled faintly, "Feng Xinglang, you better bear with it!" Patience is over! ”

These words are not enough to anger Feng Xinglang, and it is enough to make Feng Xinglang angry with internal injuries!

In fact, while Feng Xinglang was furious, he also took the time to circle in his mind and weigh one thing:

If Ba Song and Xing Shishi are called upstairs together, can they take Cong Gang down in one fell swoop?

Fortunately, Feng Xinglang chose not to take this risk!

At that time, he didn't know: Xing Shishi was not in the Feng family at all; But Ba Song is Cong Gang's person.

If Feng Xinglang knew Ba Song's true identity, it is estimated that he would really be angry and hurt internally!

"Cong Gang, let's talk. What do you want? I will try to satisfy you. ”

Is the road one foot high, and the magic one foot high? Feng Xinglang can always self-regulate his emotions when he is so angry that he is about to vomit blood.

"After a week of dressing, you'll be able to take two steps off the ground! Just break a small fibula, don't stay in a wheelchair, that will make you look more like a wreck! ”

Cong Gang's alternative advice is even more uncomfortable to listen to.

Maybe this little injury is nothing to Cong Gang at all; He can go to the ground in two or three days, but Feng Xinglang has been in a wheelchair for almost a month.

For a person like Cong Gang, his philosophy is to overdraft his life and health in the second half of his life;

And Feng Xinglang thought more about having his wife and children with him in the second half of his life, and went to live a happy life with his son and his son, and full of children and grandchildren.

The different concepts are destined to pursue different lifestyles.

"Cong Gang, can we still talk well? What do you want, you can tell me! ”

Feng Xinglang forced himself to take a shallow breath, "Don't make me regret it: I picked you up in the first place, it's better to pick up a dog!" ”

"So, you're still too kind! You should have been ruthless and watched me die instead of raising tigers! ”

Cong Gang's answer has already shown that they can no longer talk happily with each other.

"Do you really think of yourself as a tiger? In my eyes, you will always be just a dog! ”

Is he angry that he sealed Xinglang?

Naturally, he also took him Feng Xinglang to sarcastically and mock him Cong Gang!

Cong Gang smiled quietly, "Feng Xinglang, your way of deceiving yourself is really unique!" You treat me as a dog and I am a dog? Do you have that much power to control me? ”

"I don't need to harness anyone! When I treat you as a dog, it just shows that the lowly blood in your bones will always be a dog in my mind! It's that simple! ”

Feng Xinglang also became addicted to sarcasm and sarcasm about Cong Gang. Give somebody a taste of his own medicine!

"But I'm a dog, I'm playing you like a monkey now!"

Cong Gang stared at Feng Xinglang, who had been holding back his anger, so lightly, as if he was smiling.

"Cong Gang, I really want to kill you!"

In this rhetorical battle, the outcome is already clear.

"If I feel right, there's a pistol hidden in the second drawer on your right! You can take it out and aim it at my head...... Just pull the trigger and I'll be a dead dog as you wish! ”

"Looking for death, huh? Lao Tzu fulfills you! ”

Feng Xing Langzhen took out the gun from the second drawer, and then aimed at Cong Gang, who was close at hand.

Cong Gang was not only fearless, but his resolute face was even dyed with a faint smile similar to mockery.

"I'll give you ten numbers of time to pull the trigger...... Ten! ”

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

“……”

"Three!"

Feng Xinglang really didn't expect that Cong Gang would persecute himself like an outlaw!

At that time, Cong Gang was very close to him, only two or three meters away.

Even if he was able to escape from the sky, he would not be able to make a 100% safe dodge in such a short distance.

What's more, Feng Xinglang's marksmanship has always been very accurate!

If Feng Xinglang really pulled the trigger, it was certain that he would see blood. If you don't die, you'll have to shed some of his blood!

It wasn't until later that Feng Xinglang figured out: Why did Cong Gang force him to be ruthless to him!

"Two ......"

"Feng Xinglang, if you don't shoot again, I'm leaving...... After a busy day, I have to rush back to make a supper! ”