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Cong Gang raised his deep eyes, which were filled with an indescribable heaviness.

It made Feng Xinglang feel a heavy pressure even when he looked at it.

"You are very familiar with Yan Bang?" Cong Gang asked instead of answering.

"Um... It should be very familiar! "

"Did he rescue you from the underground storage?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Un, it\'s him!"

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "Are you suspecting Yan Bang?"

"He is not a good man! Stay away from him! "

Cong Gang said coldly. Bite every word.

"Cong Gang, are you being too nervous? Both grass and trees? "

Feng Xinglang smirked, "You\'re actually suspecting a person who risked his life to rescue me from the sea of fire?"

"You have ill intentions. Sometimes, it does not mean you want your life, but it can also mean that... Your people! " Cong Gang said coldly.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, went silent for a while, and then laughed.

"Cong Gang, you\'re thinking too much! He, Bai Mo and I have been friends for more than ten years, and Yan Bang has always been the role of an elder brother to us! "

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang exhaled a breath of impure air, "Cong Gang, you\'ve been alone for far too long, you have no way of experiencing a brotherly friendship at all! Once I take care of Hetun, I will introduce you to Yan Bang and the others! "

Cong Gang was silent. It was as if he did not want to continue this topic with Feng Xinglang.

Maybe he really was too nervous.

Just as Feng Xinglang was about to get up, his ribs accidentally used some force to touch his wound, causing him to frown from the pain.

"What are you still standing there for? Come over and help me!" he snapped.

Feng Xinglang was very heavy, and practically had no self-control to exert her strength; Cong Gang had to support most of his weight before she was able to help him up.

In the washroom, Feng Xinglang cast a glance at Cong Gang, who was still holding onto his waist.

"I can help myself with that thing, you can leave now!"

"..."

Night Villa.

Under the cover of the black curtain, it blossomed with a dazzling brilliance. A heaven of joy for the repressed men and women!

Of course, Feng Xinglang did not come here for fun or amusement, but to keep an eye on Bai Mo.

He didn\'t want to let the Gentleman Bai into an awkward situation that might happen to him.

It was always good to prepare for a rainy day!

Feng Xinglang knew that his big brother Feng Lixin was temporarily safe.

In fact, at this moment, he wanted to find a place to relieve his irritation.

Ever since Lan Youyou sent him that picture of Xueluo being beaten up until his face was covered in blood, he became inexplicably anxious.

Not only was it because of her guilt towards that woman, it was also because of the pain that came from her seventh rib!

The lady was in Hetun\'s hands now and she wanted to keep it a secret from him. Obviously, the Hetun would not cooperate.

Feng Xinglang thought about using the power of the police. But it was too risky.

Destroying the corpses and erasing the evidence had always been the best strategy for those who ran for their lives!

And now, it was just as Cong Gang had said: Hetun wanted to give him a choice but Lin Xueluo was only one of the options. Since Big Brother Feng Lixin was in Bai\'s mansion, Hetun still lacked an option that was necessary to complete this choice.

In other words, Lin Xueluo was still safe.

Feng Xinglang had thought of many things, but none of them came true: Lin Xueluo is pregnant!

He thought that Lan Youyou would only hit Lin Xueluo once, to vent his anger, at least Lin Xueluo would be able to keep his life, but how did he know that the silly, white and sweet woman was already nearly four months pregnant?

"Don\'t come in with me …" Satisfying? "

When Feng Xinglang opened the car door, he did not show any signs of wanting to get out.

"Your ribs haven\'t healed yet, take it easy when you feel good! It would be a mistake to drink less! "

Cong Gang said in a low voice, with a hint of seriousness.

Feng Xinglang laughed, he then extended his hand and brushed it off Cong Gang\'s buzz cut, and gently replied: I\'ll listen to you!

After getting off the car, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned, then said to Cong Gang who was in the car:

"I\'m not going back tonight, so you don\'t need to wait here! I\'ll give you a holiday. "

Cong Gang remained silent. His gaze continued to chase after Feng Xinglang\'s muscular body into the Night Villa.

As if he had calculated the time it would take for Feng Xinglang to enter the private room from Night Villa\'s main hall, only after no abnormalities occurred did Cong Gang drive the truck to leave.

In the darkness, Yan Bang\'s resolute face sank a little.

"Do you see the man in the car? Send some of your brothers to kill him! "

"Kill him? But he … it seems to be someone from the Brother Lang! "

"Your Brother Lang has me by her side! The others who have nothing to do are all superfluous! "

"Got it, President Yan."

"Beautiful work, that man is not easy to deal with! Use the two anti-riot vehicle s that you modified yesterday! "

"Alright."

"If half a word regarding this matter were to fall into Feng Xinglang\'s ears, you would definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"Yes, President Yan."

When Feng Xinglang came into the room, he was looking at the animal world.

With such a huge LCD screen, the male lion seemed like he was about to escape.

"Where\'s your son?" Feng Xinglang joked leisurely.

"Mu Yu went to change your nephew\'s clothes!" Bai Mo stared at the crystal screen without blinking.

It was only then that Feng Xinglang realized that Bai Mo\'s left cheek was still pasted on the Sticky Cleansing Paste.

Was he really beaten up by Yan Bang?

Feng Xinglang wanted to laugh, but he was not in the mood to do so.

"You haven\'t gone back to pay your respects to the old tutor recently? Be a good grandson? "

Feng Xinglang sat down beside Bai Mo, accompanying him to look at the boring animal world.

Suddenly, Bai Mo made his move, and started to play the underhanded method he was happy to be loyal to.

With a whoosh, he rushed forward, hiding the anxious Feng Xinglang under his body.

"Feng Xinglang, you sick bastard! You actually lied to me that Yan Bang was gay, and caused your father to be punched in vain, you are about to lose your looks! "

Bai Mo spat out his saliva that was unable to calm down in anger onto Feng Xinglang\'s face. He used both hands to grip onto Feng Xinglang\'s neck with all his might.

Bai Mo often played with these despicable acts of sneak attacks.

Because it was clear that he was not stronger than Feng Xinglang, he could only carry out this kind of sneak attack.

Every single time, he would end up with Bai Mo asking for trouble, but this time, he was successful in his counterattack, and was not thrown onto the carpet by Feng Xinglang.

This was a beautiful event that only happened once every thousand years!

But the reality was that Bai Mo\'s knee was pressed against his ribs, causing him to soften in pain.

Furthermore, Bai Mo was like a madman who was grabbing onto his neck tightly.

"Bai Mo, what are you doing?"

Yan Bang who walked in roared and with a pounce, he grabbed onto Bai Mo\'s waist and threw him into the air.

To be honest, this time Yan Bang\'s attack was really a bit heavier. The carpet that Bai Mo had fallen on, was shaken to the point where he was dizzy.