Chapter 379: Why, fell in love? (2/2)

Seeing Feng Xinglang's left hand hurt, Yan Bang quickly drew his fist and wanted to come over to see how Feng Xinglang was injured. After all, Yan Bang ’s fists were practiced every day on real people, and Feng Xing Lang usually only kept fit and maintained physical fitness.

It's like one is professional and the other is amateur.

But Feng Xinglang seemed to have red eyes, and he was desperately attacking Yan Bang.

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand, struggling to grasp Yan Bang's right hand, a very strong hand, and the surface of the back of the hand was covered with calluses;

He felt that Yan Bang didn't fight hard, the time was ripe, Feng Xinglang clasped his right hand tightly, and at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears, he fell on the floor with a beautiful over the shoulder.

Maybe Yan Bang was taller than Feng Xinglang, maybe Feng Xinglang overestimated his physical fitness; maybe Yan Bang kept him, and at the moment that Yan Bang fell to the ground, he jumped and stopped. .

Yan Bang's body has not yet stood still, and a straight punch hits Feng Xinglang's eyebrows ...

Feng Xinglang hadn't stabilized his body from the recent shoulder fall, and a gust of wind passed from his forehead;

He was startled. When he raised his head, a clenched fist was only 0.5 centimeters from the center of his eyebrow, and accompanied by a fist!

It can be judged by the strength of the fist wind and the number of flying hairs. If it is really hit, a concussion is inevitable!

Feng Xinglang took a breath of air.

Yan Bang slowly released his clenched fist and lowered his hand gently.

In the end, Yan Bang was still reluctant to smash this heavy punch on Feng Xinglang's brows.

”Lang, that's the end of today's sparring. Let's have a drink.”

Feng Xinglang nodded weakly. The previous shoulder fall really consumed a lot of his physical strength. You must know that Yan Bang is as strong as a bull and sinks like a rock.

The ribs began to ache again. Should have been injured twice.

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Yan Bangmu came out, only put a towel around her waist.

Feng Xinglang has poured himself in the large and luxurious lounge.

”How about borrowing alcohol to relax?”

Yan Bang walked over, taking the glass from Feng Xinglang's hands, and then drank it himself. Drink up the wine for Feng Xinglang.

”Bang, lend me a few people!”

Feng Xinglang called out a breath full of wine.

”My people are yours, just use them!”

Yan Bang poured some whiskey again, tapped a little on his lips, and added a playful sentence: ”Even me can be yours!”

”Help me find out the old base of Hetun, the place where he lived temporarily; and he brought a few sons to Shencheng! Also, where did he detain the woman Xuelin Luo ...

Feng Xinglang didn't want to come to Bang for help. It seems that he has not been able to relax his sadness in the fierce underground garage and the cruel choice made by Yan Bang more than half a year ago!

But for the woman and the child in her belly, Feng Xinglang decided to come to Yan Bang.

Feng Xinglang can't wait.

Most of the time, the news on Lao Chubai Road was slower than the black road of Yan Bang by half a beat.

It is estimated that one is for public and casual; the other is private and has different diligence!

It seems that Yan Bang realized this: Feng Xinglang's restlessness tonight was not because of Cong Gang's death, but for Lin Xueluo's woman?

”Why did you fall in love?” He asked loudly.