Chapter 1060: What a personal scum! (2/2)

”I'm overkill, what can you do with me?”

Feng Xinglang opened his eyes narrowly and said sharply, ”Cong Gang, you are too far to even my dearest loved ones!”

Cong just silent for a few seconds, ”You will be grateful to me in the future!”

”I appreciate the whole family!”

Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry, ”Cong Gang, how do you and Hetun fight and kill, I don't care! But if you dare to touch my wife and children with a finger, I will make you die embarrassingly!”

”You're so scared!”

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and turned his head away from looking at him.

Feng Xinglang hated seeing Cong Gang's appearance of oil and salt. Slightly ticked the corners of his lips, leaned forward and said something in a low voice.

”Rogue!” Cong Gang's face began to be calm again for a while and then red for a while.

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When he arrived at Peteburg day and night, due to jet lag, the night was just low.

From a distance, Pete's door was open. It seems like waiting for the VIP.

The crown prince Feng Xinglang is coming to Peteburg. If Hetun doesn't know, it would be strange.

The snowfall that couldn't reach Peteburg's phone number went directly to Repulse Bay to find Xing Ba. She knew that Xing Ba would have a specific channel to contact Hetun. Fortunately, Hetun should be prepared in advance.

”Stop! I get off!” Cong Gang stopped Ba Song while driving.

”Get off? Now? Aren't you going in with us?” Ba Song asked puzzled.

”It's enough for both of you to go in! If you're not too stupid, you should know that Fengxinglang is the most useful way to get Luohetun!”

Cong Gang reminded Ba Song in another way.

”Cong Gang, shouldn't you want to be a tortoise?” Feng Xinglang's sternness was dissatisfied.

”I already said: You two go in to catch people, that's enough!”

”Lao Tzu is your gold master. Enough or not, let me decide!”

Cong Gang flinched at this time, it really did not look like his style.

”Don't worry! I'll be there whenever you are in danger!”

Cong Gang turned his head and gave Feng Xinglang a deep glance in the back row.

Then ... Feng Xinglang still believes!

Once Cong Gang, his hole card of Feng Xinglang was also an ace. It seems that Cong Xinglang is more confident and conceited as soon as Cong is here.

”Trust you!”

Feng Xinglang once again chose to believe in Cong Gang, ”Ba Song, let him off! We both go in.”

The black hooded sweater merged Cong Gang with the dim sky; he was hiding in the jungle, watching the off-road vehicle heading towards Peteburg.

There was a bright light in Pittsburgh.

”Father, Feng Xinglang is here. There are only two people on the off-road vehicle, one is Feng Xinglang, and the other is Ba Song. Stopping once in the middle and leaving one person, the distance is too dark and the sky is dark See the specific look of that person. ”

”The kid is still guarding against my dear? What is he trying to do to sneak into Chen Cang?”

Tonight in Hetun, he was extremely excited. ”It's a pity that the snow fell.”

”Father, Feng Xinglang came back violently ... be careful he's angry at you again.”

Xing Twelve knocked sideways to remind Hetun. Don't just look at the joy in front of you, but also anticipate the potential danger.

”I'm really glad that Aaron can come.”

He Tun pulled the bow tie around his neck a bit excitedly, and seemed to have been carefully prepared.

Xing Shiliang would like to say: The reason why Feng Xinglang is willing to come is to fish for his son; it does not seem to have much to do with your elderly.

But how could Xing Shiliang have the heart to sweep away the interest of Yifu Hetun.

The off-road vehicle stopped in the huge stone-built castle; Lao Xing waited there with a man in Tang costume.

”Master Xing, Mr. Xing is waiting for you in the hall.”

People in Tang suits don't look like Chinese, but they speak fluent Chinese.

”Ba Song, let's go in!”

Feng Xinglang didn't want to care about this person at all.

Ke Basong was stopped by the huge old Xing Wu, ”Prince can go in! You must stay here!”

Xing Laowu's Chinese is not good, but I just recently learned a prince from Xing XII.

In his cognition, 'Prince' should be a special title for his biological son Feng Xinglang; it is different from their group of righteous sons.

”Ba Song, whoever dares to stop you, cut him!”

Feng Xinglang ordered coldly.

With a sigh, Ba Song immediately drew a dagger from his waist, and chopped down at the unsuspecting Xing Laowu.

Xing Laowu was shocked, and instinctively backed away. Ba Song was not war-loving and followed behind Feng Xinglang into the brightly lit living room.

”Nono ... Nono!”

Feng Xinglang turned a blind eye to Hetun who came up; he looked around the living room just to find his son Feng Linnuo.

”Feng Linnuo! My dad is here to pick you up!”

”Alang, fourteen took fifteen to take a bath, and will come over in a while. Are you tired after flying for so long, sit down and drink tea first.”

This is obviously arranged intentionally by Hetun.

He expected that Feng Xinglang would hug and walk away after seeing the small things.

Know your son Moruo!