Chapter 811: Mystery (2/2)
”Don't wait for the near future! I can beat you up now!”
Feng Xinglang set aside his purpose of coming here, and hit an uppercut on Cong Gang's cheek that made him look very unhappy.
The expected result: Cong Gang avoided the attack of Feng Xinglang gracefully.
If Feng Xinglang can reach Cong Gang, there is only one possibility: it is Cong Gang who wants to make Feng Xinglang himself!
At this moment, Cong Gang obviously didn't want Feng Xinglang to hit him, so Feng Xinglang couldn't hit him!
”Don't hide if you have a seed!” Feng Xinglang hissed.
”If I hit you motionless ... I'm not in the category of no species, but IQ!”
Cong Gang felt that he had enough tonight.
Maybe, it's been a long time since he faced Feng Erye so closely.
Feng Xinglang withdrew his uppercut, lit a cigarette, and spit the smoke a bit dry.
Cong just hated smoking in front of him.
But in the face of Feng Xinglang, who deliberately put his character on the wrong side, Cong Gang was just silent.
If you don't let him smoke, he will only smoke more. Cong Gang, who was ignorant of him, could only choose silence.
”There is something I want you to do!”
After most of the cigarettes were swallowed, Feng Xinglang started the purpose of the trip.
Cong just passively lingered in the smoke. He waved the smoke around his nose lightly, without showing any anger.
”I've been a bit busy lately ... I'll do it after a while!”
Cong Gang did not ask what Feng Xinglang wanted him to do, neither promised nor refused.
”What can you do to get busy? Get me Joe again?”
In the view of Feng Xinglang, the servant Cong Gang should not be so disobedient to his master.
”Talk to an old enemy!”
Cong Gang didn't make any turns, but he didn't treat each other frankly.
”Old enemy? Yan Bang?”
Feng Xinglang asked with a narrow squint.
”Did I tell you: Yan Bang is not on my list!”
Cong Gang welcomed Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, and he remained still.
”Who is that? Listen to it! Maybe I can help you!”
Feng Xinglang leaned lazily into the soft cloth, and laid his strong legs on the coffee table in front of Cong Gang.
A stern gesture of 'I am your uncle'.
”When the time comes, I will ask you to help.”
Cong Gang's words sound frank.
Although Cong Gang didn't reject himself, he didn't seem to agree. What ‘over time’ seems to Feng Xinglang is a mere reason to slow down.
”Then borrowing Wei Kang from your family for a few days ... Always okay?”
Wei Dun, Feng Xinglang added, ”Please don't move your Big Buddha and call your soldiers, will you never give me this face?”
”Just a few days! I hope you will be calm and restless, Mr. Feng! Actually, what you want to tell me to do, I can guess!”
Cong Gang's words, how to listen and feel full of sincerity, even ‘you’ are used.
Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows raised, ”What do I want you to do ... can you really guess?”
Cong Gang smiled indifferently. ”In fact, I was surprised that you could make such a decision!”