Chapter 1660: Like death (1/2)

It's Wei Kang!

Feng Xinglang raised his head, and stared at Wei Kang in a lost look, standing firm.

At this moment, Wei Kang had no provocative look like Feng Xinglang when he saw Feng Xinglang in the past, and his resolute cheeks were full of sadness.

”Where is Cong Gang? Where is he!”

Feng Xinglang asked softly.

Ask knowingly? !!

Wei Kang didn't answer in a hurry, but stretched his eyes far away, ”This mountain is everywhere ... it's all!”

”Across the mountains? What do you mean?”

Feng Xinglang asked. Maybe he knew it, but deliberately asked such a stubbornness.

”Boss said during his lifetime that he liked it, so I sprinkled his ashes in the mountains!”

Wei Kang looked at the forest shrouded in the setting sun, and slightly twitched his lips. ”It's good to be a free-spirited wild ghost!”

”You mean: Cong Gang really died?”

Feng Xinglang chuckled coldly, ”Do you think I can believe it ?!”

Wei Kang closed his gaze and looked at Feng Xinglang, who was pale and pale in the morbid state, as if concerned and intimidating.

”It's overcast here, and you're still hurt ... still go back and raise it! The sun is going down, be careful, my boss will really come out to talk to you!”

”Then I really have to wait for him!” Feng Xinglang answered softly.

Wei Kang glanced at the diseased Feng Xinglang again and took out two canvas bags from the villa.

”Okay, then you wait slowly! I'm going to retreat first!”

”Where are you going?” Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

”Where else can we ...

Wei Kang left the canvas bag in the trunk of the off-road vehicle, ready to get on the car.

”and many more!”

Feng Xinglang called for Wei Kang who was about to leave, his eyes narrowed and asked: ”Why didn't I see you when Cong just got on the yacht to save me?”

”You” in Fengxinglangkou should refer to Wei Kang and Zongsan them. This is the group of Cong Gang.

Wei Kang's eyelids yanked and sighed slightly: ”He's going to be a lonely hero ... we can do nothing!”

”You know he's in danger on the yacht alone, why not follow ?!”

Wei Kang's answer apparently failed to satisfy Feng Xinglang, and then he questioned again.

”It's already like this, you question me ... what else does that mean ?!”

Wei Kang didn't seem to want to answer Xinglang, so he pushed his arm pressed against the door to get on the car.

”Stay! Follow me! Don't treat you badly!”

Feng Xinglang's side really lacked a loyal assistant.

Wei Kang raised his head and gave Feng Xinglang a slight glance.

”Sorry, Ben Shou, one servant doesn't serve two masters!”

”... you are so loyal!”

Feng Xinglang's remarks didn't sound like praise. ”Come back after the break! I welcome you at any time!”

Wei Kang bit his lip and smiled coldly: ”My Boss's bones are not cold, you who digged him like this ... quite moral?”

”Cong just died, and the rest of us have to live well, don't we ?!” Feng Xinglang asked in return.

Wei Kang nodded coldly, ”Ha ha! Feng Xinglang, you really can afford to put it down!”

Really reluctant to say anything to the captain Rondo who ignored the life of Boss, Wei Kang dropped this sentence and got into the off-road vehicle.

”Weikang! Tell me the password of the smart door!”

Since he couldn't keep it, Feng Xinglang didn't want to stay. Cong Gang's people were not the ones he could stay if he wanted to stay.

Wei Kangqi got out the window, leaned his head out, and glanced towards Feng Xinglang.

”No need to be so complicated! Just brush your inhuman face directly! My Boss died to save you Feng Xinglang, and take your guilt to pass this life!”

Wei Kang's question was not only unpleasant, but also quite harsh and hearty.

But Feng Xinglang still smiled, ”Cong Gang is just a dog I raised in Xing Xinglang! Even if he dies for me, that's what he should do!”

”...”

The answer is Xinglang, Wei Kang erected his middle finger.

After Wei Kang left, the smile on Feng Xinglang's miserable Bai Jun's face was rigid.

He stood in the scorching sun of the wind for a long time, motionless.

He closed his eyes and breathed the cold wind, but he couldn't feel the existence of Cong Gang.

Knowing that Cong Gang would not be in the villa, Feng Xinglang still came forward and opened the smart door.

A little Wei Kang told him the truth: this smart door can really open his face when he brushes his face.

In the villa, there is still a deserted and gloomy look. Has anyone lived here, it's so pervasive.

It's like the same grave without interest!

All the furniture is simple and simple, and it seems that no one has lived.

Feng Xinglang thought of those flowers and plants! Cong just took it seriously.

The pace of going upstairs was a bit solemn, not only because of Feng Xinglang's unrecovered body, but also because he had nowhere to rest at the moment.

And this oppressive silence that made him breathless!