Hanging up Ba Song's phone, Cong Gang exhaled a slightly turbid breath.

Keeping his eyes on the black Lexus that was getting closer and closer down the hillside, there was a hint of crying and laughing.

Also, since his father had no motive to commit the crime, he Cong Gang naturally became the most suspected.

At least, he is more motivated than Hetun! And there are similar precedents.

Come to think of it, this time I can't argue.

It's only to blame Ba Song for not saying what should be said, and not saying what should not be said, but having more mouths;

Therefore, it is more convenient for Feng Xinglang to put all the doubts on Cong Ze and sit down.

Knowing that he was in a catastrophe this time, Cong Gang twisted his eyebrows a little helplessly: If it was really done by the people of Hetun, then which play did Hetun sing? Want to blame yourself for such despicable means? But isn't that clever?

Could it be that the more inferior the means, the more Feng Xinglang's ruffian can be convinced?

"Wei Kang, you and the fourth brother will be closer to me in a while."

Cong Gang lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm in a bad mood today...... I don't want to be wronged! ”

"Huh? The ruffian is doing trouble again? He us twice for three days, you can really put up with him. ”

Wei Kang knew that Feng Xinglang had a life-saving grace for the boss Cong Gang. But isn't it already over? How can the boss still be so at the mercy of Feng Xinglang?!

In fact, it can't be called 'at the mercy', it's more like a battle of wits and courage that comes and goes.

It's not like an enemy, but it's not like a friend.

Do you have friends who have been pitting each other for three days?

But it's not quite like a relationship between taking advantage of interests and being used......

"What else can I do if I can't bear it? People have a very powerful father! ”

Cong Gang stretched out his voice and snorted coldly.

"Then can we justifiably defend a moment or two today?"

Wei Kang wanted to beat Feng Xinglang's heart, not for a day or two. It's not that he really wants to beat Feng Xinglang to death, beat him half-dead, or lack arms and legs, just vent his anger on his boss.

Cong Gang glanced back at Wei Kang, "Do you need to ask me about this kind of thing?" Just don't mess up my place. ”

"......" sealed up Lang's physique and skills, if you really fight with him, it will be really difficult not to get dirty and messy.

Then the question is: what does the boss mean by this, is it to be beaten or not to be beaten?

Wei Kang really wanted to take the risk and test Feng Xinglang to beat him up, so as to see what kind of reaction the boss Cong Gang would have.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang and Wei Kang were sitting at the dining table eating a simple breakfast.

They are all vegetarian foods such as soy milk pastries, and there are no heavy foods such as meat and fish.

Cong Gang sat east and west, and Wei Kang and Lao Si were on the left and right. There was just a vacant position, as if it was going to be reserved for Feng Xinglang to sit.

"Morning!"

Feng Xinglang greeted him clearly, walked over briskly, and sat down on the chair vacated for him.

"The three big men sat down and had breakfast together...... It's quite graphic. ”

Feng Xinglang, who didn't eat breakfast, took a sip of the soy milk cup in front of him. The temperature is just right, not hot or cold.

"You know I'm coming, and you don't want to get something to say?"

This left him with chairs and utensils, which made Feng Xinglang even more convinced that Cong Gang was the perpetrator.

"Someone is driving in the morning, roaring over, I can't pretend to be blind with my eyes closed, right?"

Cong Gang still couldn't help but answer. Although he originally wanted to be silent, it was golden.

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes, glanced at Cong Gang angrily, and the breath between his noses was a little heavier.

"Cong**oss, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good!"

Cong Gang answered lightly, and asked in a backvoice, "I was so angry in the morning, I guess President Feng didn't sleep last night, right?" ”

"I really didn't sleep well...... I'm busy making a baby with my wife! ”

Feng Xinglang sneered angrily, "That kind of fun, you don't understand." ”

Cong Gang lowered his head, took a sip of soy milk, and avoided Feng Xinglang's nonsense.

"Is my niece good at serving?"

Feng Xinglang took a bite of mung bean cake and asked meaningfully.

"Is your niece good at serving, what do you ask me to do? I'm not a nursery here. ”

Cong Gang tepidly replied to Feng Xinglang's words. The appearance and tone fell in Feng Xinglang's eyes, and he was really a little underbeaten.

"Dog, you're still pretending!"

Feng Xinglang got up quickly, picked up his right fist and smashed it into Cong Gang's cheek......

Cong Laosi looks simple, but his reaction speed is god-level; Before Feng Xinglang's fist landed on the boss's cheek, he had already forcibly clasped Feng Xinglang's right arm.

Cong Gang sat still without moving. The calm appearance of being fearless in danger is more and more like Hetun.

"Cong Gang, what the do you want to do?"

Feng Xinglang, who was imprisoned by Cong Laosi and Wei Kang, roared with anger, "Last time you instigated Lan You to move my woman, Lao Tzu let you go, what tricks do you want to play this time?" ”

With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, it is not difficult to deduce these.

Although there is no danger, but such a bad act, Feng Xinglang can't allow Cong Gang to commit it again.

"Feng Xinglang, are you in a hurry to go to the doctor? Why should I touch your woman? ”

Cong Gang argued, "If I really want to touch your woman, do you think I need to be reduced to instigating others?" ”

Cong Gang did lack such motivation. So Feng Xinglang has always been just guessing.

Sometimes, Feng Xinglang is not always able to correctly figure out what Cong Gang thinks.

gave him the feeling that it was not easy to control Cong Gang, a non-human. He is not like Yan Bang, he will have his own thoughts. Hidden is the danger that Feng Xinglang can't figure out.

"Don't mess around here! Your niece isn't with me! ”

It should be moving, Cong Gang's breath is not as indifferent as he seems on the surface.

Feng Xinglang shook off Wei Kang and sat down opposite Cong Gang again calmly.

"Then tell me where my niece will be?"

"How would I know!"

Cong Gang snorted coldly, "Aren't there any bad things you have done in Lang?" ”

Looking at Cong Gang's increasingly uncalm words and deeds, Feng Xinglang seemed to feel that he was annoyed and angry.

"You left Ba Song with me...... Isn't it just to be able to work with the inside and the outside when you start? ”

With Ebatson's acumen and alertness, it was impossible for him to be unaware that someone wanted to take a child from the Feng family.

Feng Xinglang said that he should be having a showdown with Cong Gang.

Actually, there is no need for a showdown. Because everybody knows it. Sometimes, when you say it, the meaning changes.

Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, he was weighing something.

Ba Song said...... He saw the man. But I didn't see it clearly. Didn't chase it either. ”

Now that Feng Xinglang had a showdown with him, Cong Gang felt that he didn't need to continue to defend anything.

If you want to play tricks with Feng Xinglang, you must be both true and false. Confess one part and hide the other. "Why don't you chase it?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"What he wants to protect is your family of three."

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and snorted, "Tune the tiger away from the mountain, you won't have not played, right?" ”

"So clean! You think I'm going to believe you? ”

Feng Xinglang continued to put pressure on Cong Gang in a wrongful way. The more Cong Gang tried to refute, the more he would say.

"Ba Song said, "The man who took your niece last night...... The means are very similar to what Hetun's righteous son did! Do you believe that? ”

Feng Xing was silent for a while, and his thin lips hooked, "What, play tricks with me?" ”

"You can imagine: I took your dear niece away to blame Hetun! The purpose is to make you father and son kill each other! And then what? Then I can dominate Shencheng? ”

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Cong Gang snorted coldly again, "Feng Xinglang, don't waste time with me!" You can't afford your niece! ”

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

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone stopped Feng Xinglang's extremely uncomfortable staring.

The call was made by Ba Song.

"Mr. Feng, Hetun brought someone to forcibly pick up his wife and little son."

"Stabilize him first, I'll be back right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang again and reprimanded him secretly:

"Cong Gang, don't let me be too disappointed in you!"

Dropping such a hurtful sentence, Feng Xinglang got up and left.

Cong Gang didn't know if Feng Xinglang believed his words. Or is it a half-believer?

"This riffraff is quite knowledgeable about current affairs today! I guess I knew I was going to be beaten, so I ran away as soon as possible. ”

After seeing Feng Xinglang drive away, Wei Kang turned back to the wooden house.

And on Cong Gang's face, there was a sense of silence.

……

At this moment, when he took out his mobile phone to call Hetun, Xueluo couldn't care so much.

Perhaps because of the sensitive period of women, the snow falling during menstruation is more and more in need of a safe harbor.

Watching her husband go out in a hurry to find Tuan Tuan's whereabouts, Xueluo instinctively wanted to find a safer place for her children and herself.

"Old Twelve, huh? Can you please pick me up and Nono? ”

The sound of falling snow shuddered. Perhaps the experience made her extremely frightened at this moment.

What he was afraid of in his heart, or what he was afraid of, Xueluo himself couldn't tell; But since Lan Youyou returned to the Feng family, Xueluo's heart has been hanging.

She instinctively felt: Is it that Lan Youyou is holding back something bad again!

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Xing Twelve heard the fear in the sound of the falling snow.

"Tuan Tuan is gone! I'm worried about Nono......"

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right here!"

Twenty minutes later, two riot trucks arrived at Feng's house. Hetun came to pick it up in person.

Such a big formation really frightened Mo Ranran.

"You ...... What are you going to do? ”

He Tun just glanced at the new servant, and stepped his heavy leather boots into the marble of the Feng family's living room.

"Fifteen, my father-in-law has come to pick you up. Fifteen ......"

After hearing the sonorous voice of Hetun, Xue Luo, who had been locking himself and his son tightly in the room, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Nono, it's your stepfather who has come to pick us up."

Xueluo immediately picked up his son who had not slept enough and went downstairs......