Chapter 1911: Loss of dignity (2/2)

Feng Xinglang kept staring at Cong Gang in the cage. Seeing that he had no sense of counterattack, he could only slowly withdraw his arm into the cage.

He didn't know what Cong Gang was worrying about at this moment; but even if Cong had just been injured, it shouldn't be a problem to hold him back.

Coupled with his good cooperation with him, it is quite a chance!

Is Cong just waiting for Wei Kang to come and save him? !!

That would inevitably lead to a fight between the two sides. Feng Xinglang didn't want to see it.

At this moment, Feng Xinglang really wanted to get rid of Cong Gang's head and see what he was thinking! Why pit him with Yanbang?

But can hold the bottom line! He and he both knew the bottom line!

At this moment, Feng Xinglang was willing to believe Cong Gang. After all, Cong Gang was the one who saved his life again and again!

Feng Xinglang didn't talk about Cobben, who was neither yin nor yang, and walked towards the exit of the passage without turning back.

Keben watched Feng Xinglang leave the dark room and looked back at Cong Gang, who was trapped in the alloy cage, his face was a little condensed.

Cong Gang was very quiet, maintaining the attitude Feng Fenglang had just left.

It seems to have surrendered to the restraint and restraint of Hetun. Did not show any sharp edges.

This Cong Gang ... is poor!

There is a kind of sadness in Tiger Luoping Pingyang!

It's also intriguing!

...

He Tun was his son's body, but he broke his heart.

For all kinds of supplements, if Feng Xinglang doesn't come, he will send people from time to time to the Feng family to feed his baby son.

And Hetun himself has fallen in love with health recently. It seems that he has gradually adapted to this leisure life with children and grandchildren.

”Alang, you have been working all day, come and have some soup to warm up!”

When he saw his son come out of the dark room, Hetun hurriedly greeted him.

Feng Xinglang did not refuse, and sat down and started to drink soup. The soup is rich and fragrant, but there is no strange thing in it.

Now Feng Xinglang has no intention of guarding against Hetun. He knows that Hetun will not do anything like poison him.

”What are you going to do with Cong Gang?”

Feng Xinglang asked slowly after drinking most of the bowl of wonton soup.

”I always think that this Songtai is a big hidden danger! If it is not handled properly, the consequences will be endless!”

The son asked him calmly and calmly, and He Tun expressed his thoughts.

”What could be the danger?”

Feng Xinglang got angry. ”In your eyes, Yan Bang first, then Cong Gang, which is not the hidden danger in your eyes ?! Do you want me to be an lonely person?”

”Alang, calm down! Song Thai and Yanbang are dealing with you, don't you not see it!”

Hetun did not understand Feng Xinglang's anger towards him, ”Dad doesn't want you to be in any danger!”

Feng Xinglang took a deep breath and slowly called out half, trying to make himself look calm.

”Hetun, the danger you imagined doesn't exist at all!”

Gathering his lips for a moment, ”If it weren't for Cong Gang, I'm afraid there's no chance of danger now!”

”Alang, now and then! You are so affectionate, and will hurt you sooner or later!”

”Then you want me to be a ruthless person ?!”

As soon as the words came to an end, Feng Xinglang pulled out his gun, and gravity hit Hetun's forehead.