Chapter 1385: He was stupid! (2/2)
In fact, Feng Xinglang also wanted to add: There is that Ba Song, which is not Yan's opponent at all! Ba Song prefers technical fighting; Yan Bang is only for physical fitness! This can be defeated by Yan Bang, which is really not good!
Xing Ba glanced at the contempt on Feng Xinglang's face, ”That's because you haven't seen Cong Gang really fiercely ...”
”Severe? Oh, it's really 'severe'! When I picked him up from Chinatown, he was more than half dead! The sore, almost sore body, was almost completely soaked in blood!”
Feng Xinglang sneered again and again, ”It was severely beaten!”
I don't know why, as long as someone mentioned in front of him how stubborn Cong was, Feng Xinglang would be upset! I always feel that Cong Gang is a dog slave, and he shouldn't overpower his master!
”What? Have you rescued Cong Gang?”
Xing Ba asked tightly. His mouth was a little closed.
”Do you need to be so surprised?” Feng Xinglang asked back. Because Xing Ba's response was a bit big.
”Oh, huh ...” I couldn't tell whether Xing Ba was sneering or sneering, ”Feng Xinglang, you're a treasure!”
”...” Feng Xinglang stared at him narrowly. ”What do you mean? Cong Gang is very valuable?”
The businessman's mode of thinking allowed Feng Xinglang to instinctively associate the ”bao” in Xing Bakou with money.
”If you can really exchange money from your hands to Cong Gang, I think there will be many people waiting in line!”
Wei Pao, Xing Baqing sighed, ”Maybe my righteous father will be one of them!”
”...” Will there be many people waiting in line for Cong Gang? As for what?
At the thought of Cong Gang's uncontrolled and unruly thing, Feng Xinglang became very big.
Obviously it was just a bereavement dog that he had picked up, but he had to pretend to be a taciturn tall and unkempt dog!
Most of the time I also like pretending to be a ghost! Pretending to be mysterious, deep, and unpredictable!
”By the way, Cong had almost violently killed the streets ... who actually did it?”
Feng Xinglang wanted to know, ”Isn't it Hetun, or Xing Er?”
It seems that it was because Hetun forced Cong Gang's bottle cap dad to cause Cong Gang's heartfelt hatred against Hetun!
The conversation between the two was interrupted by a rapid clapping.
”Daddy ... Daddy ... Are you there?”
Outside the door, there was an urgent clapping of Lin Nuo's children. The door of Xing Ba's room was locked by Feng Xinglang, and the little guy who could not push it became anxious.
As soon as Feng Xinglang opened the door, the little boy fell into his arms with a grievance, humming with tears.
”Dad ... He didn't want to open the door ... Older son knocked on the door for a long time, there was no sound at all! My son was worried that Old Twelve would not want to open ...”
Really more than a pretense!
Wouldn't it ruin your beauty? !!
The key point is that Xing Shiliang does not rely on his face to eat!
In fact, Feng Xinglang was able to understand Xing Twelve: once the elder brother Feng Lixin, like him, did not want to see people! Resist anyone who wants to approach him and care about him!