When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already a sunny day outside the cruise ship.

Without exception, there was no longer his son Feng Linnuo who was sleeping with him by his side. Cong Gang hugged the little guy away from Feng Xinglang before he woke up.

Father and son are on the same cruise ship, but they can't see each other!

"Awake? You've slept so heavily. ”

The one who came into the room to deliver breakfast was not the fourth, but Cong Gang himself. The hearty breakfast with heavy flavors is Feng Xinglang's favorite food on weekdays.

Feng Xinglang also seemed to realize that he had slept deep enough this time. It's a little abnormally sinking! He rarely slept through the night.

But I didn't bother to question anything with Cong Gang. Because he believes in what Cong Gang promised: by tonight, a quick victory!

Feng Xinglang really wanted to beat Cong Gang up.

But now is not the time!

"How do you want to deal with Hetun tonight?"

Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang was still a little interested in everything that might happen tonight.

Cong Gang lowered his eyelids slightly, as if avoiding Feng Xinglang's too sharp gaze.

"Put a gun to your head, and then force Hetun to kneel for us! How is it? ”

Cong Gang said in a deliberative tone.

Of course, he will not say: I will let Hetun choose between his own son and his own grandson!

So that he can experience for himself, that heart-wrenching pain!

No matter who you choose, it will make him worse than dead!

"Just let Hetun kneel? And then what? ”

Feng Xinglang put a roll of bacon meat into his mouth and sneered, "It's unbearable!" ”

"Then bother Second Master Feng to help me think of one! How cool how to come! ”

Cong Gang is witty. He threw this thorny topic away to Feng Xinglang. Trying to get Feng Xinglang to ask himself questions and answer.

But Cong Gang's wit is limited to Feng Xinglang's heart, which is only one foot higher than him, and one foot higher than his magic.

"Do you already have an idea, a thief? Won't say? ”

Feng Xinglang's eyes were profound.

Cong Gang's eyes on Feng Xinglang were unforgettable.

He will never forget that when he opened his eyes after swimming around from hell, he saw Feng Xinglang's eyes as sharp as a falcon. Half-amazed, he sighed to him:

But at this moment, Cong Gang didn't dare to meet Feng Xinglang's gaze.

There is an inexplicable timidity!

"Tell me, what bad idea are you holding back? Rest assured, Lao Tzu will cooperate with you! ”

Feng Xinglang's words were full of sincerity.

Perhaps he really couldn't have done the murderous murder of his father; But cooperating with others to deal with Hetun, he is still quite positive.

"If Hetun dies, will you blame me?"

Cong just avoided the heavy and light. He played a mind game with Feng Xinglang in the way of Tai Chi.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer in a hurry, but raised his eyes, chewing the bacon meat in the neck canal, and staring deeply into Cong Gang's eyes.

"Don't worry, do it! I will only be grateful to you! ”

Feng Xinglang faintly overflowed these breezy words from between his teeth. There aren't many facial expressions.

"You won't be grateful for my ......"

Cong Gang sighed meaningfully, "You're going to hate me!" It's even going to kill me! ”

"Hiding words?"

Feng Xinglang's charm comes from his steady and arrogant aura. He just looked at Cong Gang directly, his face did not change, and he did not take his eyes off it.

In addition to dodging Feng Xinglang's gaze, Cong Gang couldn't raise his confidence.

After so many years, I thought I had developed a mask of a golden bell jar; But these were disintegrated little by little in front of Feng Xinglang.

"Hetun ...... It's your own father after all! ”

Cong Gang continued to pretend very hard.

It's hard!

Feng Xinglang pursed his lips and smiled, pushing away the food tray in front of him.

"Who's my father...... Isn't my mom as clear as you?! ”

“……”

Cong Gang was silent for a moment: This way of self-deception is really lofty enough.

"It doesn't matter who my father is! The important thing is that I know very well who my enemies are! ”

Feng Xinglang stood up and took a few steps closer to the window, "There are many minions in Hetun, you have to arrange it carefully!" Don't kneel down when Hetun didn't kneel, but you knelt for him! ”

"Don't worry, this won't happen!"

Cong Gang took Feng Xinglang's words in a light voice.

"I know...... Your bones are hard enough! Wipe your neck with a knife with the guts and courage! ”

Feng Xinglang let out a slightly shallow breath, "But I really don't want to see it...... All of you have left me...... Dead dead, wounded wounded, vanished vanish! ”

"Don't be sentimental! In the basement of my villa, I also left you a sacrifice for your sins! ”

Cong Gang sent the warm milk to Feng Xinglang's hand.

"Atonement? What is it? ”

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Cong Gang fiercely.

"You've been the most obsessed with things lately! Guess what. ”

Cong Gang's tone was more like a temptation.

Test Yan Bang's status in Feng Xinglang's mind?

"Yan Bang in your hands?"

Feng Xinglang blurted out almost reflexively.

"Hmm...... You are really smart! ”

This way of boasting is really astringent.

Cong Gang's expression darkened: it seemed that he had once again affirmed the decision he had made. Yan Bang really has an important place in Feng Xinglang's mind!

Be far above him!

Yan Bang can pay for Feng Xinglang unscrupulously, even if he does not hesitate to do his best!

But he can't! Because of the hatred he carries, it is the source of his life that has been secretly alive so far!

"Huh...... Hehe! It's really a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the sparrows are behind! ”

Feng Xinglang sneered, "Why don't you kill him easily?" And it can also be blamed on Hetun! Kill two birds with one stone, how nice! ”

"Because you can't bear to let him die, I will spare his life for you! It's compensation for imprisoning you these days! ”

Cong Gang's voice was slightly hoarse. His gaze passed over Feng Xinglang's cold and angry handsome face, and he stopped looking at him.

"Dog Stuff ......"

Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, "You played Yan Bang in the palm of your hand; and played Lao Tzu around like a monkey...... Cong Gang, you have a sense of accomplishment! ”

Cong Gang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang who was in a frenzy in front of him.

Maybe after tonight, he will hate him infinitely!

I regret picking him up from Chinatown in the first place! I regret that I have been raising tigers!

But Cong Gang had no choice! He was too tired to wait any longer.

He was afraid that time would wash away the hatred in his heart.

I'm even more afraid that I will be addicted to the relationship with Feng Xinglang!

"Feng Xinglang, you should believe: I will never do anything to hurt you! Maybe the process is bad, but the ending will be thrilling! ”