Chapter 2367: The taste of failure (2/2)
Feng Xinglang suppressed the dryness, ”It's like you almost dying on the streets! Isn't it because you are young and full of energy, and you feel like you can hit a stone with a pebble? Going alone with the river to fight with me ... It's a big deal if you meet me ! ”
Feng Xinglang's wisdom is that he can always convince others with his own fallacies. Even a moment of persuasion.
”Feng Xinglang, don't let Lin Nuo go to practice, he will always be young and frivolous!”
Cong Gangxiao reasoned, ”We are all here ... Knowing this step is the only way for your son! You are all people who see your grandson. Let go when you let go! That is also a kind of wisdom!”
Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang, nodding slightly by default.
”Okay ... I choose to believe you Cong Gang again!”
”What do you believe in me? What you want to believe is your own son!” Cong Gang sighed softly.
Wu Song had just given him a message that Feng Linnuo had broken into the Melton Castle.
With the viciousness of **** wine mother Alia, Feng Linnuo was afraid that there would be no good fruit to eat! Because Feng Linnuo could not be more fierce than his mother-in-law!
Still a little bit worried. It is not about worrying about Feng Linnuo, but about Fuzi's sincere Fengxinglang!
Glancing at Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang turned his head again to look out the window. If Feng Xinglang were to know that his baby son was alone in the Melton Castle, he would not be anxious? !!
”Cong Gang, shall we rub our wrists?”
Feng Xinglang clung his sleeves, and said to Cong Gang who looked away.
”bored.”
”I won, you called my dad; you won, I called your dad!”
Being idle is also idle, if you can tease Cong Gang, or take advantage of him, it is to relieve boredom.
”naive.”
Cong Gang was still quiet.
I always feel that Feng Xinglang is in front of himself. I don't want to be an image, sometimes he doesn't even want a face.
”You have two choices: either ask for advice or call my dad!”
Feng Xinglang felt that the reason Cong Gang didn't rub his wrists with him was his lack of confidence.
Cang Gang, who feels thin, may be a good hand at dancing swords and guns; but he is definitely better than himself.
”I don't want to be your father at all ...”
Cong Gang murmured, ”I can't give birth to you!”
Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, ”Caterpillar, you take advantage of me!”
”Otherwise ... you're going to lose, and in Munich you'll have to listen to me!”
Cong just changed his bet. And asked provocatively, ”Don't you agree?”
”it is good!”
Feng Xinglang agreed to Cong Gang without hesitation, ”I lost, listen to you; if you lose, you must listen to me!”
Listening to his tone, there is an inevitable posture.
Of course, even if you lose, you can play tricks with Cong Gang.
Moreover, Feng Xinglang did not believe that the thin Cong had just won himself! Look at his whole body, there are few muscles.
”The gentleman said, if he promises, he must do it!” Cong Gang said coldly.
”What's wrong, see strength!”
Feng Xinglang has raised his right hand on the platform. ”The caterpillar, let you see the real power!”
Cong Gang raised his eyebrows slightly: they were all grandpas, and they were so bad-looking.
When Cong just held Feng Xinglang's thick palm, his body shook slightly.
Then, with some uncomfortable sideways, he didn't look into Feng Xinglang's eyes.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang began his insidious and cunning raid: he took advantage of his unpreparedness and fought together to win in a second.
It was almost a physical stress response: when Cong Gang's hand was less than ten centimeters away from the platen, he stiffly stabilized his wrist that was pressed hard.
”Oh ... a little bit more power!”
Seeing that he was unprepared for the plot, he almost succeeded, and Feng Xinglang gave a smirk, ”But it's late!”
Later, Feng Xinglang gathered strength and wanted to apply a second pressure.
But he never thought that Cong Gang, who seemed to be thin to the bone, had the power to change his life.
Feeling the increasingly strong wrist strength in the palm of his hand, Feng Xinglang also held his breath and concentrated his strength again to fight against Cong Gang.
But he could only watch the wrist that Cong had just been pressed down by him, returning little by little!
Until they return to the vertical state when they just held their wrists!
Due to excessive force, Feng Xinglang's handsome face turned red. On the forehead is the blue veins.
But Cong Gang looked calm and relaxed.
As for his bony hands and thin arms, I really don't know where his strength came from.
Feng Xinglang apparently looked a little embarrassed ...
Cong Gang no longer increased his strength, but stabilized the strength on his wrist, showing a stalemate with Feng Xinglang.
The reason for maintaining stability is because there is still a long drive, which prevents Feng Xinglang from having to toss again. Cong Gang wants to have a long-term battle with Feng Xinglang.
If he consumes his excess energy, he will not toss.
”Cong Gang, you **** cheat!”
Feng Xinglang did not believe that Cong had suddenly become infinitely powerful as if he had taken Dali Wan.
”Why, can't you afford to lose?” Cong Gang snorted coldly. ”Feng Xinglang, let you taste the failure today ...”