Chapter 1743: Remember me 19 (1/2)
Today is Cong Gang's death day, isn't it the whole year?
Feng Xinglang always felt that it would not be so coincidental.
”Yeah ... what else did he say ...”
Yan Bang kept saying, ”Not to mention! That thing has become a neurosis!”
”What did Miyafumi say?”
But Feng Xinglang continued to question, ”Tell me what he told you!”
”Lang, don't you need to be so nervous?”
Yan Bang was half-lying on the large sofa bed. ”I don't tell you, I just worry about disturbing your quietness. I can't bear to think about you ...”
”Are there any moves by the Yamaguchi team?”
Feng Xinglang scolded, ”You do n’t have a mother to think of you as a contempt! You can't shake them. Tell me!”
”Lang, you can't think of what Miyamoto Taku has become now! The whole person is half dead and still peeling off, just like having albinism, I think he is not far from death!”
”How did he become like this? But only one year ... Is he sick?” Feng Xinglang asked.
”Miyafumi Takashi said that he used his health to change the life expectancy of me and you for one year!”
Yan Bang still honestly explained part of the content, ”It's quite ridiculous! I almost believed ...”
”……I believe!”
It took a long time for Feng Xinglang to overflow the two words from the thin lips.
”Do you believe it?”
Yan Bang questioned slightly, ”Lang, do you really believe his ghost words? That thing is now an abnormal human ... The words spoken are supernatural. I feel like he was talking nonsense before death ! ”
”The death of man ... its words are good!”
Feng Xinglang whispered lightly, and then asked tightly: ”What else did Miyamoto Takashi say?”
”He also said ...”
Yan Bang scratched his head and stopped the words behind.
”What else did he say?” Feng Xinglang seemed a little impatient.
”Lang ... if I die ... can you miss me like I miss Cong Gang? Have a baby, my little name is Xiao Bangbang? Or Xiao Yanyan?”
Yan Bang suddenly switched off the subject and asked such a wordless thought.
Still little Bangbang? Xiao Yanyan?
”...” Feng Xinglang really wanted to drag Yan Bang from the other side of the phone out and beat him up.
”No! Lao Tzu will only let Wuyi follow my last name! Even if you die, you will have no son to wear piety and filial piety for you!”
Feng Xinglang blocked Yan Bang a few times.
”Long ... don't you have to be so cruel to me?”
Yan Bang complained, ”I still want to die for you ... it's so **** cold for Laozi!”
”Dead for me? Then you're just dying for nothing! I won't thank you!”
Feng Xinglang scolded Yan Bang anxiously, and then chased after him: ”Come on, what exactly did Miya Bunto tell you?”
”He said ... he said that the old Ando Ando came to Shencheng! And, between you and me, one of them will die ... And said, give me three days to say goodbye to this world! ”
The humming voice of Yan Banglangerlangdang asked, ”Lang, are you saying that Miyamoto Takuto is ill-sounded? You also generously gave Lao Tzu three days to say goodbye to the world? Damn it!
”Between me and you, one of them must die? Then why must it be you?”
Feng Xinglang asked. Actually he also has the answer.