Chapter 704: You cant beat me again ... (1/2)

It is concern and ridicule.

Everyone has more or less bad roots:

For example, Yan Bang waited for him as an uncle, and after getting accustomed to it, it is no longer rare;

However, Cong Gang rebelled against Feng Xinglang from time to time, which made Feng Xinglang feel that what was not available was good. What can't be controlled is more attractive! Conquering men is different from conquering women. It is not only stimulating, but also quite bloody!

”It's a person, and it's all going to be ashes in the end. It's just sooner or later.”

Cong Gang's attitude was not tepid, neither salty nor light, and it sounded itchy.

”Looks like you're quite ready to go! Should I go and tell Yan Bang: You are hiding in this ruined haunted house as a tortoise?”

Feng Xinglang deliberately provoked Cong Gang's patience, and was looking forward to his frowning out of control.

However, Cong Gang just smiled slightly and asked, ”Why don't you go?”

This sound, instead of Feng Xinglang's army. Originally, I wanted to ridicule Cong Gang, but I didn't want to be beaten by Cong Gang.

”Dogs, if you had some value to keep you, would you think I wouldn't?”

Feng Xinglang stubbornly followed Cong Gang. Even if it was just a matter of talking, Feng Xinglang didn't want to lose the upper hand.

That said, it is indeed chilling enough.

But Cong Gang already knew Feng Xinglang's nature, and he didn't care about or argue with him. Because even if it is a fallacy, Feng Xinglang can make it right.

Cong just kept silent, tasting his new tea. He lowered his eyelids slightly, and seemed to be only concerned about the cup on his hand, but in fact, he was feeling every breath of Feng Xinglang.

”Your breathing is quicker, and there are noises, so don't be overly concerned about my affairs. Take care of yourself first!”

Feng Xinglang's ribs were broken, and a small hole was pierced in his lungs. Although 70 to 80% of his physical strength was restored, his vitality still had traces of his severe injuries.

Feng Xinglang took a moment's glance, and subconsciously touched his right lung, which was also one of the rib fractures.

”Pretend again?”

Feng Xing raised Yang Yingting's eyebrows, seemingly sleepy.

”Nothing, take your son upstairs and go to bed early.”

Cong Gang is not unwilling to chat with Feng Xinglang for a long time, but it seems better to let Feng Xinglang do the rest than to talk to him.

”Hetun is back in Shencheng ...”

Finally, Feng Xinglang started the purpose of this trip.

”Why, you're thinking about him before you get hurt?” Cong just fainted.

Cong Gang is so untamed. From time to time, Feng Xinglang's inverse scale will be touched.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang also wondered: Is this under-flat criminal in front of him really risking his life to save his life?

”How about you to kill Hetun now?”

Feng Xinglang asked. Asked clearly.

Cong Gang raised his eyebrow slightly, squinted at Zhi Guang towards Feng Xinglang. It should have been a faint smile, but after meeting Feng Xinglang's stare gaze, he smiled on his face again .

What is measuring what, and making some kind of judgment. It's complicated.

”I'm not sure!” So, these three words lightly overflowed from Cong Gang's lips.

”Plus me, you will be sure!” Feng Xinglang hummed.