Feng Xinglang stood up and began to put on the blood-stained suit jacket with some difficulty.

The warm shirt is unbearable, and it has been cut off by Yan Bang, a savage guy, just before pulling out the arrow.

Yan Bang was in front of Feng Xinglang.

Yan Bang, who is not smiling, looks really mad, and has a ferocious atmosphere of eating people without spitting out bones.

But Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was just a paper tiger. At least, it was true in front of him Feng Xinglang.

Yan Bang didn't say a word, and took out his mobile phone from Feng Xinglang's body. Dialed back the number of the Feng family.

Presumably, the little thing that sealed the group should still be next to the phone and didn't go far.

The call was quickly connected.

"Papa, are you going home? Tuan Tuan is still waiting for you. ”

The cutie remembers Feng Xinglang's mobile phone number. So when she saw that it was Papa Feng Xinglang who called back, she immediately grabbed the landline in front of Steward Mo.

"It's me, Yan Bang! Your dad won't be back tonight. ”

Yan Bang's words did not carry a trace of gentleness. Maybe he's the kind of person who doesn't like to make a fuss about pity.

"Why?" The little cutie's voice was filled with aggrieved sobbing.

"Because your dad is staying here with me tonight!"

Yan Bang said bluntly. didn't beat around the bush with Feng Tuan Tuan at all. Naturally, I won't take into account the feelings of a little milk baby.

"But Tuan Tuan also wants Papa to go home with me!"

Xiao Tuan Tuan and Yan Bang went straight to the bar.

Maybe in the little cutie's opinion: Feng Xinglang is her PAPA, not your Yan Bang's PAPA, why do you Yan Bang want to occupy her PAPA and not go home to accompany her?

Yan Bang used hands-free, as if he deliberately wanted Feng Xinglang to hear it. Listen to how he refused to seal Tuan Tuan's little sticky person.

"Your dad can only stay with me tonight! I need him more than you do! Besides, you can't rob me! ”

Yan Bang's voice didn't look like he was teasing a child at all, from beginning to end, he was unsmiling.

Feng Xinglang was amused by Yan Bang's serious appearance: an adult man who was ten times his age was actually teasing with a little milk baby...... Competing for favor?

"Uncle Yan, you are so unreasonable. Feng Xinglang is Tuan Tuantuan's papa, not your papa! "The little things that are willful are stubborn. It's not that Yan Bang's intimidation can be deterred by a few words.

"Feng Xinglang is my friend, a good brother who is like a brother! I'm going to keep him with me, and no one can stop me!" Got it? ”

Yan Bang doesn't seem to have so much patience.

The little cutie on the other end of the phone seemed stunned for a moment, but she didn't cry. Perhaps since she was a child, she has never tasted the cold rejection of others.

"Uncle Yan, are you really going to die?"

The little one's tone seemed to calm down a bit.

"Hmm!"

Yan Bang snorted coldly, and stared at Feng Xinglang with deep side eyes, "But if your father stays with me tonight, I won't die!" ”

The little thing on the other end of the phone seemed to sigh.

"Alright then, Tuan Tuan will lend you Papa for one night tonight! Uncle Yan, you have to be good, don't die. ”

Although the cutie is willful, she is still kind.

In order to make Yan Bang not, she reluctantly cut her love and generously lent Papa Feng Xinglang to Yan Bang.

"Tuan Tuan is so sensible! Go to bed early, hang up! ”

Feng Xinglang really didn't expect Yan Bang to be able to grind with a little milk baby for so long. The key is that he finally won this war of words.

"Yan Bang, compete with a little p-child, are you going to do it?"

Feng Xinglang smiled. The wise eyes are mixed: ridicule, contempt, amazement, worship, all of them.

"You've been a brother and slave for so many years...... Enough is enough! I just don't want to see you continue to be a daughter slave! ”

Yan Bang turned off Feng Xinglang's mobile phone and threw it aside. The probe came over, ripped off the half-worn blood-stained suit that Feng Xinglang had already put on, and wrapped him in a blanket again.

"You're mine tonight! Don't go anywhere! ”

Yan Bang's words were not angry, and sounded more like a begging.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang lightly, and slowly leaned back towards the sofa. Unhurriedly, he took a cigarette from a luxurious metal cigarette case and lit it.

"Cong Gang's disappearance has nothing to do with you, right?"

The topic jumps a little off the rails.

Yan Bang squinted at Feng Xinglang, and asked instead of answering: "Guess what?" ”

"I guess you're sister!"

Feng Xinglang was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to move, and the whole person jumped up and rushed towards Yan Bang, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa. strangled Yan Bang's neck with his right arm, and used the strength to put him to death.

First, Yan Bang didn't expect Feng Xinglang to suddenly attack him; Second, Yan Bang took into account Feng Xinglang's injured left shoulder, so he didn't resist much at all; It wasn't until he was almost out of breath by Feng Xinglang's death that he really possibly died, that he began to fight back.

The sharp oxygen consumption of the body in the early stage made Yan Bang's counterattack sluggish; But his endurance was as good as a camel in the desert.

Feng Xinglang strangled him with his right arm for more than three points, until Feng Xinglang felt that the strength on his arm was exhausted little by little; Yan Bangcai pulled Feng Xinglang's arm away from his neck in one go.

Feng Xinglang came to a conclusion: if he attacked Yan Bang, he was at least seventy percent sure that he could be killed!

And Yan Bang just gasped and stared at Feng Xinglang, staring intently.

"Do you really want to kill me?"

"Hmmm! If you die, I will be able to dominate Shencheng! ”

Feng Xinglang replied coldly, not hiding it.

But Yan Bang smiled, "If you just want to be the boss of Shencheng, just tell me!" I can be your dogleg! ”

"Otherwise, you let me call for a few days first, and see if you are incompetent!"

“……”

Hetun left with his son Lin Nuo for more than three hours, and Xueluo was nervous for more than three hours.

When he came back, the little guy had been lying on Hetun's shoulder very meekly, quietly, not noisy or noisy.

The quieter the son is, the more worried he is about the snowfall. She could see that there must be something unpleasant hidden in the little thing's heart.

On the other hand, Hetun is a happy look.

"Nono, are you having fun with your stepfather tonight?"

Xueluo asked the surprisingly quiet little guy in Hetun's arms.

"Happy! Of course happy! Fifteen's performance tonight made my father-in-law so happy! ”

Hetun rubbed the little guy's cheek with his bearded chin, "Fifteen, why are you unhappy?" ”

"Fifteen is sleepy, I want to sleep. Old Twelve, I'll sleep with you tonight! Good night mommy, good night stepfather. ”

After getting off the ground, the little guy kept his head buried and walked straight towards Xing Twelve's room.