Chapter 1607: Dont die with me (1/2)

”It's Yoshida ... he wants to take advantage of the fisherman as a dog thing!”

Cong just hissed, his breath panting tiredly against the side of the ship.

”Cong Gang, I didn't expect it, you also have wolves like dogs!”

Feng Xinglang almost never saw Cong Gang so embarrassed. The Cong Gang in his influence has always been easy to deal with opponents.

Even in Chinatown, Cong Gang was so calm and calm when he picked up his **** and dying man.

At this moment, Cong Gang had unprecedented impatience and panic.

He was certainly not afraid that he would die; Cong Gang had already seen his life and death. It doesn't matter if you live one more day or not.

His impatience and panic at this moment is undoubtedly because of Feng Xinglang around him!

He was worried that he couldn't successfully send Feng Xinglang to the freighter! It was even more difficult for Feng Xinglang to fall into the hands of Manne or Yoshida, becoming hostages they were racing to use.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang in ridicule, and it seemed that he realized that he was really nervous.

”Are you afraid you can't take me out of here alive?”

Feng Xinglang certainly knew that Cong Gang never feared death. Perhaps the most anxious for Cong Gang is that Feng Xinglang cannot be saved!

”If your mother is so fraternal, the gods can't save you!”

Cong Gang snorted coldly, glancing at Xing Shifang who was agile and resourceful following him and Feng Xinglang.

”They're just kids ... I can't bear to leave them! You have never been a father, you don't understand!”

Feng Xinglang squeezed his eyes that were somewhat flush: Unfortunately, he was still unable to rescue the second child.

”Have you been shot?”

Seeing the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's chest shirt, Cong Gang immediately reached out and pressed skillfully across his shirt.

”Well ... you **** lighter, it hurts!” Feng Xinglang took a bite of pain.

”Don't worry, the bullets are only in your flesh and haven't entered your chest yet! You can't die!”

In Cong Gang's eyes, the man's skin trauma is so worthless.

Cong Gang also had blood on his body, but Feng Xinglang could not detect where he was injured.

”Cong Gang, I can die with you ... it's actually good!”

Originally, Xinglang wanted to scold Cong Gang for a meal to alleviate the pain in his body; but when he saw Cong Gang's blood-stained face, his words changed his taste.

”...” Cong just froze for a moment.

He turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang, whose blood was stained on his face, and snorted coldly, ”But I don't want to die with you at all!”

Feng Xinglang seemed a little lost. Or just pretending to ease Cong Gang's nervousness.

If Cong Gang can't calm down, no one wants to escape from this death yacht.

”Of course you don't want to die with me ... you have a girlfriend now!”

When mentioning Cong Gang's girlfriend, Feng Xinglang remembered the woman named Lia.

”By Cong Gang, what about your woman Lia? Why didn't you see her?”