Chapter 327: Your face doesnt look right, so **** it! (2/2)

The brewed Dahongpao Kung Fu Tea was brought up. Instead of drinking, Feng Xinglang picked up the teapot from the waiter's tray and smashed it heavily on the ground.

Yan Bang was faint; but Hetun remained unmoved.

With a loud noise, the teapot was smashed on the marble floor, making a harsh noise.

Almost instantly, the two people who were waiting outside the door rushed in like lightning. Especially the old eight, it just drifted to Hetun like a gust of wind.

Feng Xinglang Jian Mei froze slightly: At this person's speed, I am afraid that it is too late to draw guns with Yan Bang!

Quite simply, Feng Xinglang just wanted to create some thrilling sounds and attract the two people standing outside the door.

For one thing, Feng Xinglang wanted to see how close Hetun's bodyguards were. Secondly, he wanted to see Hetun's habit of handling incidents.

”Don't be nervous ... do not be nervous! My second brother just doesn't like drinking Dahongpao. I have a bad memory and forget it.”

Seeing that two close bodyguards in Hetun had the action of pulling a gun, Yan Bang immediately opened his eyes.

I didn't expect Feng Xinglang to use this method to provoke Hetun.

But he really admired Feng Xinglang's wit.

This way of temptation was only conceivable by him.

It seems that sometimes the brain is better than the muscles!

”Lang, you don't like to drink this big red robe, I'll just change it! How horrible you are! I don't know if I can't afford to scare?

Yan Bang politely rebuked Feng Xinglang.

Hetun, who has been playing with bracelets, slowly raised his eyelids.

As he passed Feng Xinglang's handsome face, his eyes became cold.

”Not you want to die, you can die! I am looking forward to the picture of your dying struggle in the future.”

Even if he speaks harshly, Hetun can speak without a trace of suffocation. A little bit clear, just like discussing with Feng Xinglang.

”Then let's look forward to it together! It will bring you unexpected surprises!”

Feng Xinglang smiled.

***** Seal home.

Lan Youyou still reprimanded Xue Luo.

”Lin Xueluo, are you indifferent? Did you even encourage A-lang to die?”

”Do you know that Aaron's life was paid for his brother's health? If Aaron died, wouldn't it cost his brother to save him!”

Feng Lixin kept his eyes closed for a while, Xueluo knew that he couldn't calm down at this moment.

The same goes for snow falling! A heart has long been dead with Feng Xinglang.

She was also reluctant to risk that man, but she knew she couldn't stop him!

Lan Youyou's scolding and scolding, however, could make her slightly calmer.

The little girl in the belly is also forcing her to calm down.

Then you can better understand the connotation of Dr. Jin's phrase ”Mingzhe Baoshen”! But Xue implementation is impossible!

When Cong first stepped into Feng's living room, Lan Youyou instinctively quieted down ...