Chapter 857: That **** ... (1/2)
Feng Molang's father and father can only think of Feng Yishan!
It's just that Feng Yishan has passed away for many years, and it has all turned into ashes.
With a slam, Feng Xinglang smashed the card in his hand on the table, and then Xuan Han stood cold and left without turning back.
”Feng Xinglang,” Yan Bang rarely said so directly, ”You just leave like this, aren't you afraid I'll take someone to‘ see off ’your dad?”
In Yan Bang's view, Feng Xinglang was so patient with him to play bridge, he just wanted to supervise his Yan Bang!
So that his dad Hetun can leave Shencheng smoothly?
”Yan Bang, your life is yours! No matter how other people maintain it, but you regard your life as a mustard, then your life can only be a mustard!”
In other words, in plain words: you love to send death to your own convenience, and this uncle does not want to bird you anymore!
Watching the tall and healthy back leaves the living room, Yan Bang's scarred facial muscles beating.
What happened?
Bai Mo was shocked by Yan Bang's riddle-like dialogue with Feng Xinglang.
This friendship boat is overturned?
”Bange, you're angry ...”
Bai Mo looked at Yan Bang's scar full of anger, and he couldn't help but twitch it in his heart.
This is really a companion like a tiger!
Can you play like this with a bridge? If you are not careful, you're on fire!
”Get off ... Get off! Get off all to Lao Tzu!”
Yan Bang's anger piled up instantly, and he yelled at Bai Mo and a few waiters with a blue hiss.
Then there was a crackling noise from the living room.
Undoubtedly, Yan Bang's runaway lion was crazy again.
Why use ‘again’?
Ever since Yan Bang returned to Yulong City, he has not stopped. He angered others with humiliation, and scolded his opponent.
His tyrant behavior has reached the point where it can hardly be written!
If this continues, the entire Royal Dragon City will never be lost!
It will only be a matter of time before it is banned by the yamen.
Outside the living room door, three muscular men standing like door panels stood.
”Second Lord.” Seeing Feng Xinglang stepping out of the living room, they seemed still angry, and they looked at each other a little.
”Um.” Feng Xinglang just snorted, and walked towards the elevator in the corridor with a cold face.
Just took two steps, but turned back.
”Is there a fire?”
Feng Xinglang leaned against the wall and smoked cigarettes along with the yelling and screaming in the living room.
The knuckles between his fingers are clear, hiding the sense of strength of a man.
The ashtray was a gentleman; it was in stark contrast to the loud thunder in the living room.
The three poker faces didn't go in, neither did they go in. They all seemed to be waiting for Feng Xinglang's instructions.
Feng Xinglang is an expression without any extra expression!
吭 啷 吭 啷, Bai Mo almost crawled out of the living room.
This world is really stingy, playing a bridge can be dangerous to life!
”Lang brother, haven't you left?”
Seeing Feng Xinglang, who was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette, Bai Mo's beautiful face instantly suffered.
”Lang brother, my second grandfather ... Bang brother makes trouble in the room, don't you hear it?”
In fact, Bai Mo would like to say: You Feng Xinglang left the card as soon as he hit the cards, but he threw me to Yan Bang during the violence.
”Are there guns?”
”Have.”
Feng Xinglang extinguished the smoke between his fingers on the wall, took the gun from the bodyguard near him, and walked towards the living room.
Bai Mo saw that Feng Xinglang was going in with a gun, and the whole person was ill.
”Lang Ge, Lang Ge, you are angry! The entire Royal Dragon City is owned by Bang Ge, he loves not to smash!”
Bai Mo thought that Feng Xinglang took a gun to deal with Yan Bang. Thinking that even if Yan Bang made a small fire or something, he would not use a gun! Then the problem is serious!
”Then you go in and extinguish him?”
Feng Xinglang pushed the gun in his hand to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo immediately released his hand to stop Feng Xinglang. ”Then, you old man, take your time! Between brothers, peace is precious!”
Feng Xinglang patted Bai Mo's shoulder comfortably, and then turned into Yan Bang's living room.
In the living room, Yan Bang drank and drank.
The muscles of the face were twisted and looked really grim.
‘Pah’, Feng Xinglang shot the gun in his hand on the table in front of Yan Bang.
At the sight of the gun, Yan Bang suddenly laughed like a mad man, stabbing, and he ripped apart his clothes in front of the Hungarian chamber, showing his exaggerated blocky body-like muscle.
”Come here, shoot at Lao Tzu! Aim, don't shake your hands!”
Seriously, Yan Bang's appearance of being mean and deadly, Feng Xinglang really wished to step forward and slap him a few slaps to wake him up.
”Lao Tzu especially hopes to die in your hands! Really! Dream!”
Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang, moving his Hungarian chamber closer and closer.
That **** ...
Feng Xinglang took a deep breath and then took a deep breath. I was really worried that if he lost control, he would complete the dog thing Yan Bang!
”Yan Bang, let's hurry up!”