Cong Gang raised his deep eyes, which were filled with an indescribable heaviness.

Let Feng Xinglang feel the heavy depression when he looks at it.

"You know Yan Bang very well?" Cong Gang did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Hmm...... It should be familiar! ”

"He's the one who got you out of the underground warehouse?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Well, it's him!"

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "You shouldn't be suspicious of Yan Bang, right?" ”

"He's not a good guy! Stay away from him! ”

Cong Gang said coldly. Bite every word hard.

"Cong Gang, are you too nervous? Grass and trees are soldiers? ”

Feng Xinglang hooked the corners of his lips slightly, "You are actually suspecting a person who risked his life to save me from the fire?" ”

"Ill-intentioned, sometimes it doesn't mean your life, it may also be ...... The people who want you! Cong Gang said coldly.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, was silent for a while, and then smiled.

"Cong Gang, you're thinking too much! I have been friends with him and Bai Mo for more than ten years, and Yan Bang has always played the role of the eldest brother and father! ”

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang breathed lightly, "Cong Gang, you have been lonely for too long, and you can't experience brotherly friendship at all!" When I settle Hetun, I will introduce you to Yan Bang and they will know you! ”

Cong Gang was silent. It seems that he doesn't want to continue this topic with Feng Xinglang.

Perhaps, he was really too nervous.

Feng Xinglang was just about to get up, when his ribs inadvertently touched the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

"What are you doing in a daze, come and help me!" He scolded.

Feng Xinglang is very heavy, with almost no autonomous force; Cong just held most of his body weight before helping him up.

In the bathroom, Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang, who was still holding his waist.

"I can help that thing myself, you can get out!"

“……”

******

Night Villages.

Under the cover of the black curtain, it blooms with its dazzling brilliance. It is a paradise for depressed men and women to rejoice!

Of course, Feng Xinglang came here not for entertainment and pastime, but to watch Bai Mo.

He didn't want Old Man Bai to fall into an embarrassing situation that might happen.

It's always good to be able to plan ahead!

Feng Xinglang knew that his eldest brother Feng Lixin was safe for the time being.

In fact, at this moment, he also wanted to find a place to relieve his irritability.

Ever since Lan Youyou sent him the photo of Xueluo being beaten and his face covered in blood, his whole body fell into an inexplicable anxiety.

Not only because of the guilt for that woman, but also because of a pain that came from the seventh rib!

The woman is now in Hetun's hands and wants to be private with Hetun, obviously Hetun will not cooperate.

Feng Xinglang thought about using the power of the police. But it's too risky.

Destroying corpses and destroying traces has always been the best strategy for outlaws!

And now, as Cong Gang said: what Hetun wants to do for himself is a multiple-choice question, and Lin Xueluo is just one of the options; The eldest brother Feng Lixin is in the Bai Mansion, and there is no doubt that Hetun still lacks a necessary option in order to complete this multiple-choice question.

In other words: Lin Xueluo is at least safe now.

Feng Xinglang did a lot of calculations, but he couldn't calculate: Lin Xueluo is pregnant!

He thought that Lan Youyou would only beat Lin Xueluo to show his resentment, at least Lin Xueluo's life could be saved; But how did he know that the silly white woman was almost four months pregnant?

"Don't go in with me...... Cool? ”

When Feng Xinglang opened the car door, Cong Gang didn't show any signs of getting out of the car together.

"Your ribs haven't healed yet, so take it easy when it's cool! Drink less, you'll make a mistake! ”

Cong Gang said in a low voice, a little serious.

Feng Xinglang smiled, reached over and stroked over Cong Gang's head, and replied softly: "Listen to you!" ”

After getting out of the car, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned around again, and said to Cong Gang in the car:

"I'm not coming back tonight, you don't have to wait here! Take your vacation. ”

Cong Gang was silent. His gaze followed Feng Xinglang's sturdy physique and entered the night village.

It seemed that Feng Xinglang had calculated the time when he entered the special private room from the hall of the night village, and without any abnormalities, Cong just drove the Cayenne away.

In the darkness, Yan Bang's resolute face sank a little cold.

"Did you see the man in the Cayenne? Send a few brothers to do him! ”

"Did him? But he ...... It seems to be Lango's people! ”

"It's enough for you Brother Lang to have me by your side! Other miscellaneous people, etc., are superfluous! ”

"I know Mr. Yan."

"Well done a good job, that guy is not easy to deal with! Use the two riot trucks that were just modified yesterday! ”

"Okay."

"In this matter, if half a word falls into Feng Xinglang's ears, you will definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Yan."

******

When Feng Xinglang came into the private room, Bai Mo was watching the animal world.

With a huge LCD screen, the male lion seemed to be running out.

"Where is your own son?" Feng Xinglang quipped leisurely.

"Your godnephew was changed by Mu Yu!" Bai Mo stared intently at the LCD screen.

Feng Xinglang found out that Bai Mo's left cheek was still pasted with a stasis removal plaster.

Was he really beaten by Yan Bang?

Feng Xinglang wanted to laugh, but he really didn't have the mood to laugh.

"Didn't you go back to say hello to the old man recently? Be a good grandson? ”

Feng Xinglang sat down next to Bai Mo and accompanied him to watch the boring animal world.

Suddenly, Bai Mo waited for an opportunity to move; began to play the next three indiscriminate sneak attack methods that he was happy to be loyal to.

As soon as he snorted, he stepped forward and ambushed Feng Xinglang, who was already depressed and restless.

"Feng Xinglang, you guy with a bad stomach full of pus! actually lied to me that Yan Bang was gay, so that Lao Tzu was punched in vain, and he was about to break his appearance! ”

Bai Mo's indignant saliva sprayed on Feng Xinglang's face, and he pinched Feng Xinglang's neck with both hands, using almost all his strength.

Like this kind of sneak attack, Bai Mo often plays!

Because Ming is no bigger than Feng Xinglang, he can only engage in this kind of shady sneak attack.

Every time, it ended with Bai Mo begging for hardship, but this time he successfully counterattacked, and he was not thrown on the carpet by Feng Xinglang.

This is a beautiful thing that has been waiting for a thousand years!

And the fact is that Feng Xinglang was pressed against Bai Mo's knee on the ribs, and the pain made his whole body soften.

Coupled with Bai Mo's neck stuck in his neck like a madman, Feng Xinglang couldn't get rid of it for a while, and he really suffered a loss.

"Bai Mo, what are you kid doing?"

Yan Bang, who walked in, roared sharply, pounced, and grabbed Bai Mo's waist directly, throwing him out in the air.

Seriously, this time Yan Bang's shot was really heavy, and Bai Mo was shocked on the carpet where he was fallen, and his eyes were full of stars.