Chapter 339: No one is not a ghost! (2/2)
It turned out that Lan Youyou returned to Xingshi to confess. By the way also look at the man she thought about all night.
Feng Xinglang then narrowed his eyes and looked at Lanyou: As Cong Gang said, the woman was not seriously injured, but some minor scratches.
Especially the chin is the most obvious. It should have been scratched and peeled, and there are two scar removal stickers.
”Isn't your third and eighth brothers very bullish? You can order them to help you find them.”
It seems that the woman is defeated, and she is looking for Cong Gang's revenge.
Perhaps Feng Xinglang has not fully realized that a woman's face is more important than a woman's life.
Cong Gang has messed up Lan Youyou, and it's strange that she can let go of Cong Gang!
”It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'll go to Ye Shinian now! If he doesn't say, I'll cut his tongue! Anyway, there is a decoration!”
Lan Youyou said fiercely.
Feng Xinglang believes that Lan Youyou can do it. In fact, Ye Shinian's tongue full of running trains did not like him very much. But it's not enough to cut it off.
”He doesn't know Cong Gang's whereabouts! If you cut his tongue, you will only spill more blood!” Feng Xinglang said coldly.
”Then what do you mean, only you know Cong Gang's whereabouts?” Lan Youyou asked again.
”But I'm in a bad mood right now, so I don't want to say!”
Feng Xinglang glanced at Lan Youyou and covered the velvet blanket she had ripped back to herself.
”Don't you also want to cut my tongue?”
Feng Xinglang gave Lan Youyou a glance and stopped looking at her.
”Feng Xinglang, don't sleep anymore ... you're all up, and are you still sleeping here?”
Lan Youyou pounced towards Feng Xinglang again.
I don't know if it was intentional or intentional; Lan Youyou just rolled into Feng Xinglang's arms.
”Isn't there a third and eighth next to your righteous father? Let Cong just destroy one one a day, and with your righteous father, you can finish work in three days!”
Feng Xing Lang casually said.
He's laying down Lan Youyou. In disguise, I want to know the condition of Hetun from Lan Youyou's mouth.
”Oh, huh,” Lan Youyou sneered, ”I told you: Cong just killed Lao Jiu, it was just a coincidence. Should you only have Xing San and Xing Ba?”
”I'm not afraid to talk to you. My elder father brought Shen Cheng this time, as well as the fourth and fifth child! It is said that there is another Xing XII that I have never seen!”
Lan Youyou wasn't hearsay, but inquired about from Xing San. She certainly didn't want Feng Xinglang to die.
Xing Twelve?
Feng Xinglang frowned: Is this Hetun going to open an orphanage? Do you have so many righteous sons and daughters?
There are twelve of them, and this is endless!
However, this Hetun is really strange: he has no children and is dedicated to orphans.
What's the point of having so much wealth?
”Is Xing XII ... male or female? Or is it a human or an animal?”
Feng Xinglang humorously knocked Dang Erlang to the side.
”A man is not a ghost!”
Lan Youyou snorted coldly, ”You Feng Xinglang play around, don't you just be a Cong Gang?”
”I'll let you see how he died so badly! I'll cut him one by one!”
Cong Gang almost caused her disfigurement, and she was thrown out of the car like a bowling ball. If this revenge is not reported, she will not be called Lan Youyou.
”It depends on who is playing this game of chess! It's like your beauty strategy works for my brother, but it doesn't work for me!”
Feng Xinglang cold. A handful of blue yoyos that climbed to the urn pushed it down.