Chapter 1742: Farewell to the World 18 (2/2)
Miyamoto silently sighed slowly after a long time: ”I hope Mr. Feng will realize your good intentions!”
Yan Bang waved his hand, ”If you have to die either, then I will die Yan Bang! Such a thing, don't bother Feng Xinglang, I will carry it alone!”
Miyafumi's words, Yan Bang is doubtful.
Although Yan Bang had instructed the gang of the Yamaguchi group to be intrigued, it wasn't enough for him to arrest him.
If he wants his death, he must show some patience.
Yan Bang did not detain Miyafumi Takuma, who only came to preach. However, from the state of Miyamoto's immortality, almost speaking more than the dead, he should have been physically and mentally punished in the past year.
Will he really use his own health to replace his one-year life with Feng Xinglang?
That sounds ridiculous!
...
The way back to Fengjia was smooth. Also safe.
After his wife and children fell asleep, Feng Xinglang called Yan Bang while taking a bath.
He knew the night owl's Yan Bang, and this time was the time when he was agitated.
However, even if Yan Bang had fallen asleep, it would not prevent Feng Xinglang from calling him anytime, anywhere.
Because in front of Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang didn't need a gentleman, and he didn't need any cultivation.
”Lang? Haven't slept yet?”
Yan Bang was playing with his mobile phone, and seemed a little hesitant to call Feng Xinglang. Tell him about Miyafumi Takuma and about the immortal Ando coming to Shinshiro.
Thinking that if it was just Miyaba's ill-sounding nonsense, wouldn't it bother Feng Xinglang in vain? !!
Does this wake up, or not?
Yan Bang, who was struggling, received a call from Feng Xinglang.
”Well, no!”
Feng Xinglang hummed, ”By the way, what bug did you say when you left ... Shen Cheng is restless again?”
Feng Xinglang is not afraid of things, but since he has two biological sons, he has been more careful about things.
In fact, there are most of the reasons, also due to Cong Gang's death. He lost one of the most powerful and comfortable protection.
”Guess who I met just now?” Yan Bang asked back.
”Who?”
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, ”Should you go to provoke Ren Lingyuan again? People are big chiefs, would your **** low-key point die?”
”... It's Miyamoto Takuya!” Yan Bang didn't go around with Feng Xinglang.
I feel careful about everything, not to mention the fact that Feng Xinglang with her two sons is more and more sad.
”Miyamoto ... Wentuo? That short Japanese?”
This person is still very recognizable, and it is not difficult to think of him instantly.
”Why, did he miss President Yan Da again? Want to relive the old with you?” Feng Xinglang teased Yan Bang.
Miyamoto's hobby is still quite amazing ...
He was short and thin, and he liked Yanbang, who was five big and three thick? !! Just think about it!
”He came to me for the ID reader inside that Yamaguchi group.”
Yan Bang didn't like Feng Xinglang to make such a joke with him. Because apart from Feng Xinglang, he didn't go in anyone's eyes.
”It's been a whole year ... was he here?” Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.
The sturdy physique sat up straight from the bathtub, arousing splashes.