Chapter 987: Neglected pain (1/2)
When the butler Mo first raised the anesthesia gun towards Cong for the second time, Ba Song quickly moved his muzzle up, and the last anesthetic was aside.
”Old Mo, you'll hit Feng Zong!”
Ba Song is smart. He could see that Boss didn't want to reveal his identity.
The reason to stop Mo butler from continuing to shoot anesthetics naturally became concerned about Feng Xinglang.
Only in this way can Mo Dou and Feng Xinglang doubt.
Even though Cong Gang is so determined and weird, he is a carbohydrate body, and he can't resist powerful pharmaceutical chemicals!
Cong Gang saw that smile again!
Feng Xinglang Junyi's extraordinary face evoked an evil smile that seemed familiar.
In pride, the evil charm full of crimson!
It seems that the words used to linger. Perhaps Feng Xinglang accidentally picked him up at first, just wondering how hard a person's vitality would be;
But for Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang is the only sunshine that penetrates into his dark life!
Perhaps Feng Xinglang didn't realize that he would play such an important role in Cong Gang's life!
Maybe Feng Xinglang only thought that he was a haunted villain; but at that moment, he acted as a savior—a ray of sunlight that penetrated into Cong Gang's residual soul!
”Dog is stupid, you **** have today ?!”
In Feng Xinglang's disdainful and proud eyes, Cong Gang shook his body a few times, and under the action of anesthetic, he gradually weakened and became weak.
Just catching Cong alone can undoubtedly be worthy of Feng Xinglang's confidence.
Seeing Cong Gang lying on the steps, Ba Song was a little embarrassed: Was he rescued by himself or was he watching it change?
A series of preludes indicate: Boss Cong Gang didn't want him to reveal his identity!
But now Cong is just in danger, do you have to worry about your identity?
After hesitating for a few seconds, Ba Song decided to wait and see how it would change: if Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang the poisonous hand, he would rescue Boss first and say nothing; if Boss was not in danger of life, then wait for him to wake up and make plans.
”Ba Song, don't let it go! Lock this dog thing into the sun room on the third floor!”
Just locked?
That is not bad!
As soon as Ba Song came up to pick up Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. ”Ba Song, you have to lock the dog's feet first! This guy is insidious, you must always be careful ! ”
Cong Gang is definitely a dangerous person!
The behavior is ruthless, and it is quite weird!
Do you have to put on handcuffs?
When Ba Song was in a trance, the housekeeper Mo had brought the handcuffs to him, and he had locked Cong Gang's feet with pride.
Feng Xinglang shook his handcuffs on his wrist subconsciously.
”Lao Mo, the key to the handcuffs is in the mezzanine seat of the wheelchair. You can get it!”
From beginning to end, Cong Gang, who was paralyzed on the steps, did not react at all; it was as if he had been anesthetized.
Ba Song can only deal with the anesthetized Cong Gang according to Feng Xinglang's intention.
This evening, Ba Song was very busy.
The key to unlock the shackles; the way to enter the third floor sun room, and the multi-layer bullet-proof glass are all the objects that Ba Song is busy studying!
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The new environment excited the two little guys.
Even if it has been washed in vain, it will not stop them from spreading their villas in the villa.
In the room, Xue Luo was looking at a professional book. I can see that she works hard and is very interested in this difficult opportunity. There was another exam with graduation thesis and thesis defense, and she could get her dream diploma in a few months.
At the same time, Xue Luo also felt that the years were not forgiving: she had not yet reached the age of thirty, and had already struggled to learn. It can't be as easy as 21 years old.
Yuan Duoduo quietly walked in with heavy steps. Although the look of the hands holding the belly was a little funny, the action was agile.
”Come on, little girl, let your grandfather kiss you!”
Without falling into the snow, Yuan Duoduo was almost half rolled.
Xue Luo gave Yuan Duoduo a glance, and turned deliberately to give her a back.
”Why? With Feng Zizi's nourishment, have you forgotten our revolutionary friendship ?!”
Yuan Duoduo was half-knelt on the bed, using his hand to pull Xue Luo's shoulder past him.
”Yuan Duoduo, do you feel sorry for mentioning any revolutionary friendship? You deceive even my good girlfriend who grew up with the light P shares. What friendship do you talk about? You can just go and play!”
It ’s not common for two people to have P shares; but it ’s common for them to sleep together on the same bed!
”Snow falls, you ... you ... do you know what?”
Yuan Duoduo asked tentatively. It's a little bit of a self-defeating.