Chapter 390: The fault is that I should not fall in love with her! (1/2)
This topic seemed to touch Feng Xinglang's pain point, and his handsome face also eclipsed.
The words were cold, with a sullen gas.
”I do not remember!”
Obviously, Feng Xinglang did not want to go into this topic.
Seeing Feng Xinglang's Zhang Jun's face was as cold as a thousand years of ice, Cong Gang didn't ask any more. Even if he knew the reason, he couldn't stop the multiple-choice question given to Feng Xinglang by Hetun.
”Hetun asked me to meet in Repulse Bay! That place, Yan Bang sent someone to check, this is the temporary residence of Hetun!”
After a few seconds of delay, Feng Xinglang calmly talked with Cong Gang to discuss his appointment tomorrow.
”But the location of the multiple-choice question will definitely not be there! Hetun doesn't like to be disturbed by others! He will leave you enough time and space to die!” Cong Gang said lightly.
Feng Xinglang sneered coldly, as if smiling, ”but I don't think I'm going to die!”
”you will!”
Cong Gang denied Feng Xinglang's confidence.
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, gloomy. He didn't like listening to Cong Gang's resolute tone of speech. As if he is bound to know!
Very annoying!
”You let the housekeeper named Mo be ready to pick up people near Repulse Bay! Generally, the person you choose, Hetun will not embarrass his life!” Cong Gang continued.
”He is very professional!”
Feng Xinglang was another cold groan and taunt.
”The ultimate goal of Hetun to give you multiple choice questions is to see that life is better than death!”
”I'm afraid he will be disappointed this time!”
Cong Gang once again deeply condensed Feng Xinglang, who was in a taunt and disobedient voice, said dumbly:
”Feng Xinglang, don't give up on yourself until the last minute!”
Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang in a faint face, slightly evoking a smile of evil charm at the corner of his lips:
”The things in my biceps will guide you to the slivers! If this also allows Hetun to escape, then I can only become a ghost and ask for his life!”
After leaving this sentence, Feng Xinglang turned and left the sunshine room on the third floor.
Watching Feng Xinglang's upright back when he left, Cong Gangzhang was thinking.
******
”Brother, are you tired? I'll help you lie down on your cymbal for a while.”
In the detention room, Xue Luo was preparing to move Feng Lixin from the wheelchair to his back.
Suddenly, the whole detention room seemed to be moving, and it went up first, and then moved horizontally a certain distance before stopping.
Feng Lixin immediately realized that he and Xue Luo should be locked in a movable, container-like thing.
The first reaction of Xue Luo was to run over and hug Feng Lixin on the wheelchair, preventing further wheelchair sliding.
”Brother, wouldn't it be ... an earthquake?” Xue Luo said in a panic.
”No!”
Feng Lixin closed his eyes and felt for a few seconds in silence. ”We seem to be hauled away by someone and have left the ground ...”
There was a snoring noise. At the moment of landing, the entire detention room caused a lot of vibration.
”Snow falls, push me to the wall.” Feng Lixin said anxiously.
”Oh!”
Xue Luo quickly pushed Feng Lixin on the wheelchair toward the east wall.
Feng Lixin tapped the wall with his disabled hand: Although the sound was stuffy, it still verified Feng Lixin's guess.
”We are now loaded on a cruise ship! It should be taking us to sea ...”
Feng Lixin's sense of direction and sensitivity to changes in the surrounding environment.