Chapter 1919: Inspire (1/2)
”Also, what the **** do you **** do with Yan Bang?”
Seeing that Cong Gang's Jinkou was finally willing to open it a little, Feng Xinglang took the opportunity to question, ”Do you want to kill me?”
Cong Gang glanced softly at Feng Xinglang in anger, and Wen answered, ”Are you still alive!”
”Do you **** really want to kill Lao Tzu ?!”
Feng Xinglang shook his fist, but when he saw the injured Cong Gang, he closed his fist.
”Wait for your injury, I'll ask you to settle accounts!”
”When my injury is healed ... you won't have a chance!”
Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang sideways, his eyes lightly implying the warmth. Like a longtime good friend, and like a brother who lives and die together.
Feng Xinglang stared angrily at Cong Gang, as if to eat someone.
”Be careful!”
The glare flashed in front of the windshield, and a van with a small 'S' curve was approaching; Cong just pulled the steering wheel at a lightning speed, almost avoiding the opposite when it was about to hit OK van!
After a harsh whistle and swearing, the quietness before dawn regained all around.
Almost lifeline! I almost couldn't see the rising sun!
Feng Xinglang relievedly called out the nervousness of the throat that had been mentioned.
After the mood calmed down a little, Feng Xinglang began his sermon like his father: ”Cong Gang, can your mother stop living for a while? Life is dead, everything else is a cloud!”
”Hmm ... listen to you.”
I didn't expect Cong Gang to calmly answer Feng Xinglang's preaching.
This quite surprised Feng Xinglang!
Then he thought too much, ”Cong Gang, you are not going to die soon?”
As the saying goes: man is about to die, and his words are good! Therefore, Feng Xinglang naturally thought that Cong Gang's ”obedience” originated from his checkmate!
He glanced at Cong Gang with his lowered eyelids sideways, and Feng Xinglang subconsciously ran his hand to test his breath.
When Cong Gang was about to rest for a while, he felt the hand Feng Xinglang stretched under his nose ... So he deliberately held his breath for a little while!
”Slap!” A slap in the face twitched Cong Gang's cheek.
”Cong Gang ... don't you **** die!”
Then Feng Xinglang roared fiercely and anxiously, ”I won't let you die! Open your eyes quickly! Open them fast! Don't sleep!”
Seriously, this slap by Feng Xinglang really beat Cong Gang a little.
How could he have slapped him well?
”Feng Xinglang, I still live well ...”
Cong Gang reluctantly hummed, ”Don't dare hit me again, I really want to cut you!”
”You **** scared me! I thought you were going to die!”
Feng Xinglang suddenly probed his arm, hooked Cong Gang's neck to his arms, and kissed Cong Gang's cheek very loudly.
”Caterpillars ... how alive you are!”
This sentence was completely sentimental to Feng Xinglang.
Seriously, Feng Xinglang was really afraid that Cong Gang would die in front of him again!
But this dear, has made Cong Gang completely rigid!
This way, it's all embarrassing!
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