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Cong Gang\'s words seemed to pierce right into Feng Xinglang\'s sore spot.

Maybe Cong Gang was right, his private life was indeed messy. There were too many things to consider! Although Feng Xinglang wanted to work hard to pursue the peaceful days of a wife and children.

"OK!"

Feng Xinglang gracefully flicked the ashes from his finger at the side of Cong Gang\'s body.

In front of Cong Gang, he had no morals at all!

It was as if Feng Xinglang wanted to see how Cong Gang would not be able to destroy him even though she hated him for his low quality behavior!

"Since I can\'t interfere with your matters... "Then I can only mind my own business!"

Feng Xinglang looked straight into Cong Gang\'s eyes, and returned to normal, asking sternly: "Tell me, why did you bring my son away from the villa in the middle of the night?"

"Why do you suspect me? but you don\'t doubt the Hetun? "

Cong Gang asked instead of answering. He did not defend himself, nor did he deny it.

"I have my suspicions! But as it turned out … It\'s not him! "

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang\'s expressionless face, wanting to break his mental defenses bit by bit.

However, Feng Xinglang had more or less underestimated Cong Gang\'s tenacious ability to hibernate. Like a trained ninja.

There was no joy on his face, and no anger on his face.

"What kind of truth is it that can prove that the Hetun is innocent?"

Cong Gang continued to ask. It was as if their entry point were not at the same point. One wants to follow the results; the other is obsessed with a process.

"The person who kidnapped my son from the villa was perfect!"

Feng Xinglang was not in a hurry to finish. Instead, he took a deep breath of the smoke, and slowly exhaled the smoke in circles in front of Cong Gang.

He knew that Cong Gang did not smoke. He also knew that Cong Gang hated smoking secondhand cigarettes.

And at such a close distance!

Seeing the anger on Cong Gang\'s face, Feng Xinglang took another drag of the cigarette. This time, he did not vomit. Instead, he leaned closer to Cong Gang\'s face that looked like he was wearing a mask.

He then spat out the smoke that had accumulated in his mouth onto his face.

He was just so lacking in manners!

Cong Gang finally moved. He gently waved the smoke away from his face.

With a light voice, he said, "Feng Xinglang, you\'re becoming more and more lacking in manners!"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "So what? Are you going to bite me? "

Cong Gang turned his head to look at Feng Xinglang, and in the end, chose to fight: A good man will not fight with a lowly man of low quality!

Seeing that Cong Gang was so patient, Feng Xinglang was convinced.

The entire Ninja Turtle!

"Oh right, where were we just now? "Well, about how you kidnapped my son from the villa..."

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows and continued: "An unexpected perfection, is a fatal wound! After I think about it later, only you, Cong Gang, have the capability to do so! "

"You\'re praising me!"

Cong Gang\'s hands slightly covered his nose. It didn\'t seem to have any effect.

However, he could at least give Feng Xinglang some feedback: He doesn\'t like him smoking!

It was as if they were proving that he had resisted! It\'s just that your quality is too low, Feng Xinglang.

"How could that be!?" If you, Cong Gang, wanted to be ranked second in the Shen City, no one would dare to be number one! "

Feng Xinglang\'s unconventional praise sounded really piercing.

"Don\'t praise me so highly, I will be proud!"

Not only was Cong Gang not angered by Feng Xinglang\'s sarcasm, he even asked for it with a cold and humorous tone.

To be honest, Cong Gang liked to hear what Feng Xinglang had to say.

Whether it was serious or not.

He could always be pleased with his state of mind!

"Cong Gang, you want to fight with Yan Bang and use my son as the fuse?

Feng Xinglang\'s face instantly turned solemn and cold.

"You only have your suspicions but no evidence! Otherwise, wouldn\'t you have ripped off my roof? "

Cong Gang replied to Feng Xinglang with an unchanging attitude. He was just as calm as he was before. Just looking at him was enough to make people want to hit him!

Actually, there was no need for proof, Feng Xinglang could also tear off Cong Gang\'s roof.

"Cong Gang, how about this, you make an oath: If you did this, you … You are an idiot incompetent! I won\'t be able to use it in this lifetime! "

"..." He was so childish that it hurt his teeth!

Cong Gang was silent. With his shrewdness, he would naturally not play with Feng Xinglang\'s retarded actions.

"Cong Gang, it doesn\'t matter if you don\'t admit it! Since you didn\'t really want to hurt my son, I can let it go! However, if you continue to use this despicable method to make things difficult for a child, I will definitely not forgive you! "

Finished speaking, Feng Xinglang stood up, "Don\'t play with me! When laozi was teasing people, you were still wearing your open pants! "

Cong Gang still did not refute him, nor did he admit it.

Feng Xinglang had directly understood this state to be Cong Gang\'s tacit consent.

"Tell me, what kind of despicable tricks do you want to play next?" Feng Xinglang asked.

Cong Gang\'s lowered eyelids slightly blinked once as she lightly pursed her lips, taking her time:

"You\'re so smart... I don\'t know how to guess! "

These words not only deserved a beating, but it also made one\'s teeth itch.

Feng Xinglang, who was originally prepared to leave, once again sat on the chair next to him.

Feng Xinglang stared coldly into Cong Gang\'s eyes, his eyebrows raised arrogantly, "I don\'t understand anymore: Did Yan Bang steal your woman, or did he throw you into a well? You want to use Hetun\'s power to get rid of him quickly? "

"Feng Xinglang, this is called being smart instead of being smart! The person who wants to use Hetun to get rid of Yan Bang, is Lan Youyou! "

Finally, Feng Xinglang, who was half dead, finally spoke a language that a human could understand.

"So … You already know about my affair with Yan Bang? " Feng Xinglang asked.

"That\'s your personal hobby, I\'m not interested to know about it!"

Cong Gang frowned slightly, "But I think that you should take this opportunity to go back and interrogate Lan Youyou … She seemed to have discovered some secret! A secret between you and the Hetun! "

Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face slowly condensed following his words.

The accumulated cold on his handsome face seemed to be able to scrape off a layer of frost.

Concealed fangs and fangs that could erupt at any time!

Cong Gang stared deeply into Feng Xinglang\'s eyes. It seemed like he already knew the answer!

Probing and being probed was a battle between experts!

"But you are actually becoming Lan Youyou\'s accomplice! Isn\'t it? "

Feng Xinglang hissed.

Sometimes, having a good brain wasn\'t necessarily a pleasant thing.

"You have underestimated Lan Youyou! A woman who can kill Xing San with her bare hands, would she need someone else\'s help? "

Cong Gang laughed indifferently.

That smile was bright and dark.