Chapter 2193: Postscript 11 (2/2)

At least Feng Xinglang thinks so!

”Mr. Song Tai's presence is really enough for Mr. Bai's face!”

The answer was Feng Xinglang. His face was smirking and smiling. On the surface, his words were raising Cong Gang.

”No! Mr. Song, I am thankful and welcome again for your coming.”

On formal occasions, Bai Mo's cooperation with Feng Xinglang was quite tacit.

”Mosan, you are younger than Mr. Song Tai ... if you don't mind, you can call Mr. Song a third brother!”

Feng Xinglang's understatement is still very informative.

First of all, he wanted Cong Gang to come in his circle with Bai Mo, and still have a brotherhood! Secondly, Cong Gang can only be Bai Mo's third brother, and he has to be called second brother, which is considered to be the ability to overpower him.

As for Yan Bang ... Feng Xinglang is still used to keeping his place in the subtle.

Bai Mo was still quite resourceful, so he immediately changed his name to Chao Conggang and said, ”Good brother!”

To be able to talk to Cong Gang as a brother or a brother is, of course, Bai Mo's extravagant hope.

Cong Gang didn't answer in a hurry, but looked at Feng Xinglang, who was sitting on the rattan chair in a lazy manner and ‘seeing the show’. He thought that Feng Xinglang would ‘toss' him, but he did n’t think it would be such a way to toss.

If you recognize Bai Mo's ”four younger brothers”, does it mean that you have to entangle with these irrelevant people? !!

”I can't be your third brother! I'm not qualified to be your third brother! I like a free life, sorry!”

Cong Gang refused so stiffly. It was a little embarrassing to make Bai Mo. It's really embarrassing.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips. But couldn't read what he intended.

”Mr. Song, don't you give us total face ?!” Feng Xinglang hummed coldly.

Since Cong just wanted to be this wicked man, let him go all the way to the ground! Don't give him the chance to turn around! ”Thank you, Mr. Feng, you just lifted me up! But you can't stab your brother, Mr. Bai! You know that I have many enemies. Whoever is my brother will only be dragged down by me, and even kill me! You I have to hang up with President Bai and think about myself

Are you alone in Shencheng? ”

Cong Gang whispered lightly, ‘Come on, let ’s hurt each other’!

Feng Xinglang's lips cornered slightly: Although he was angry at Cong Gang's cavity, he seemed to be very satisfied with his behavior ...

He Cong Gang can only be his person! Others can't get in touch with him, and he can't beat others! Only obediently recognize him as the only master!

Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang's ruthless cold words fell into the eyes of everyone, and they really panicked!

If words can kill people, I am afraid that it is already a sword and sword, and blood is dripping!

”Brother Cong, you ... you misunderstood! My family Xinglang didn't mean this ... he ... he really wanted to be your friend and brother!”

Xue Luo quickly stopped her husband to confront Cong Gang's tit-for-tat. And there are so many children in there, it's not good to fight around.

”Yes, Mr. Song, my Lange, he really wants us to be brothers!” Bai Mo immediately took over Xueluo's words.

”Just a joke ...”

Feng Xing Langla murmured with a long voice, ”Bai Mo, people like Cong Gang who have eaten for a long time, don't know if they can eat or go for a meal ... I don't know if they will be on the streets and make it with him. Brother, we're so thankful! And he doesn't have this qualification! ”Just now Cong Gang's Feng Xinglang was still being lifted, and his tone changed, and he immediately stepped into the dust and started Cong Gang's coming.