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Before his voice fell, Feng Xinglang\'s robust body collapsed. Cong Gang reacted quickly and firmly caught him.

Originally, Cong Gang could have completely avoided the knife Feng Xinglang had slashed below his left collarbone.

But he had actually suffered this pain!

It didn\'t really hurt.

Maybe it was only his heart that hurt.

From what Basong said, he knew that Feng Xinglang had already made the decision to kill him and Yan Bang, to leave each of them alive.

Cong Gang was gratified, but at the same time upset.

More or less, it was he who forced Feng Xinglang to his current cold-blooded state.

Judging from the current situation, Feng Xinglang should have already decided to keep Yan Bang and kill him!

Blood kept oozing out from the wound, staining the front of his shirt red.

Yannawa walked forward and took the unconscious Feng Xinglang from his shoulder.

20 minutes later, the MPV arrived at the middle of the mountain where Cong Gang was temporarily staying. It used to be a place where orchards and vegetables grew. Perhaps it was because this place was a newly constructed cemetery, so it was abandoned.

Cong Gang silently looked out of the window at the graveyard that was so quiet it made people panic.

He was used to switching between the bloody killing and the suffocating silence.

On a simple wooden bed beside him, a sleeping Feng Xinglang lied down.

Yannawa just rudely threw Feng Xinglang on the bed. Because of his sleeping posture, he was snoring loudly.

It was very clear that it disturbed Cong Gang\'s train of thought.

Cong Gang turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang who was lying on the wooden bed, and frowned slightly.

After slowly walking over, she stood by the side of the bed and stared silently, as though she was sighing softly, Cong Gang extended his hand out and grabbed Feng Xinglang\'s neck, and moved his head a bit towards the pillow.

The snoring sound became weaker, and Feng Xinglang seemed to be able to sleep soundly and peacefully.

Wei Kang walked in, holding onto the medicine box.

"How much did we spend on renovating the villa?"

Somewhat abruptly, Cong Gang asked Wei Kang who was bandaging his wounds.

"It shouldn\'t be more than 10 million, right? Imports of teak, Italian marble and handmade fabrics are more expensive. As for the other things, you don\'t like things that are too luxurious! "

"Someone will pay for us!" Cong Gang said indifferently.

"Who?"

Wei Kang turned to look at Feng Xinglang who was on top of Mu Huai, "Feng Xinglang?"

"Do you think that Feng Xinglang is worth ten million?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Of course it\'s worth it! Feng Xinglang\'s status is one of the top in the Shen City. "

In Wei Kang\'s opinion, ten million was definitely worth it.

"So, if we ask someone else for ten million from Feng Xinglang, it will definitely be a good deal for the person who paid for it!"

Cong Gang squinted.

"Huh?"

Wei Kang was startled, then suddenly realized something: "Boss, you are using Feng Xinglang as a hostage and you are asking someone for a ransom?"

"Or what? You want to make him stay here and serve you like a lord? " Cong Gang asked.

Wei Kang shook his head fiercely, "It\'s still better to send you off! However, if we use it well, it\'s not bad to ask for some ransom! "

Cong Gang and the rest were not lacking in money. Over the years, they had also received quite a few orders. Those commissions are enough to cover their expenses.

But Cong Gang was not a greedy person. He knew how to retract and release.

To him, money and power weren\'t much of an attraction.

"Wake him up! Let\'s make some small money to spend. "

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang who was still in deep sleep, and spoke with a bland voice.

"Wake them up now?"

Wei Kang looked around, "What if he makes trouble with us again?"

As Cong Gang put on the clean shirt, he lightly sighed, "At least it\'s better than leaving him here for dinner! You can\'t serve him! "

"I\'ll call the Old Four in first. "Boss, you\'d better stand far away."

Wei Kang was worried that Feng Xinglang would explode when he woke up. Furthermore, the Boss didn\'t want to kill or injure him, so the situation was still quite troublesome.

"Don\'t worry, he doesn\'t eat people!"

Cong Gang swept his eyes across Feng Xinglang, "It\'s not certain who will eat who!"

Feng Xinglang was awakened by the splash of the ice water mixture. With a quiver, he sat up straight.

Then, they saw Cong Gang standing at the window, silently looking at him with a smile.

"You dog, you think laozi is like a monkey, isn\'t that great?"

Feng Xinglang\'s aura had yet to completely calm down. His wet clothes tightly wrapped around his well-built chest, making him look like a man.

"Feng Xinglang, can you speak some logic? You held the knife to my neck first! Don\'t tell me you want me to defend myself? "

Cong Gang leaned on the window, looking quite relaxed. It was as if Feng Xinglang was already his.

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang coldly. Just as he was about to stand up, his legs, which had yet to recover from the shock, suddenly felt weak. He lost his balance and nearly knocked against the counter.

Cong Gang\'s figure instantly leaned forward, and instinctively wanted to support Feng Xinglang.

But after Feng Xinglang stabilized his body, he retreated back to the window, "Don\'t worry, I will let you go!"

Feng Xinglang also could not be bothered to reply to Cong Gang. He subconsciously searched for his phone, but could not find it.

"Where\'s my phone?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.

"Use mine!"

Cong Gang threw the phone over, "But you can only use this to make a phone call!"

"What do you mean?" Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang with his sharp eyes.

"I want you as a hostage! Then he would need ten million as ransom! And he had to have cash on a non-serial number! Choose a person! "

Cong Gang spoke in an indifferent tone.

It was obviously a kidnapping and extortion, but from Cong Gang\'s tone, it was as if he was discussing it with Feng Xinglang.

"What, you want to kidnap me?" Feng Xinglang coldly snorted.

"I don\'t think so! Which hostage took the initiative to come to our doorstep? "

Cong Gang raised his eyebrows slightly: Your President Feng has already delivered himself to my doorstep. If I don\'t extort you, you might as well just let me down!

"Cong Gang, you are f * * king courting death!" Feng Xinglang cursed harshly.

Cong Gang did not pay attention to Feng Xinglang\'s curses. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the setting sun.

"You can make this call on your own accord or let me make the call. Anyway, it has to be made!"

Cong Gang turned around and looked at Feng Xinglang again, "If you beat his up earlier, maybe you can go back and accompany your wife for dinner before dinner. Your son is not at home, this is a rare world for two people! You don\'t want to waste it, do you? "

This painstaking persuasion was really considerate.

"Cong Gang, you are forcing me to get rid of you!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang and said coldly.

"You can\'t get rid of me for now! Unless you lend your father\'s hand! That\'s still possible! "

Cong Gang smirked, "But you don\'t know how! You will not lick your face to ask Hetun! "

"I can still watch from the sidelines!"

Feng Xinglang sat back onto the wooden bed, crossed his legs, and continued to chat with Cong Gang patiently.

Cong Gang lowered his eyes slightly, "Feng Xinglang, you still don\'t understand your own father! Before I kill Yan Bang, the Hetun will not kill me. Even you, Feng Xinglang, would not think of this! "

"..."

Feng Xinglang\'s thick eyebrows deeply knitted together: What do you mean? Could it be that Hetun was also waiting? Wait for Cong Gang to get rid of Yan Bang first?

"Looks like you really did not expect this!"

Cong Gang laughed coldly, "Do you really think that your father doesn\'t have such little thoughts when you point the spear at your own forehead and save Yan Bang by force from the Hetun?"

"Kill me and keep Yan Bang here?"

Cong Gang scoffed, "You also have to have that kind of ability first! Doing this will only make Yan Bang die faster! "

He turned his head to look at the setting sun again, "Have you made up your mind? If your father isn\'t in Shen City, even water from far away can\'t save fire! Are you calling your wife for a ransom? Or call Yan Bang? "

"So who do you want me to call?" Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and asked.

"Look at your manly behavior... You don\'t want a weak woman like your wife to be afraid of you, do you? Furthermore, she won\'t be able to raise ten million in cash in one hour! "

Cong Gang turned his head and looked at Feng Xinglang with a profound gaze, "I think it\'s better to call Yan Bang! Firstly, he should be more worried for you than your wife. Secondly, his Yulong City should have at least ten million yuan in cash already! "

Feng Xinglang met Cong Gang\'s gaze, and the two looked at each other.

Calmly, Feng Xinglang smiled, "It looks like I have no other choice."

Finished, Feng Xinglang picked up the simple non-smartphone and dialed a number.

Judging by the length of the press, it should be a mobile number, not an alarm or a landline number.

"Honey, can you hear me?"

"Xinglang? What kind of phone do you use? How come it\'s a random code? "

"Yes, it\'s a pseudo-base station. I\'m with Cong Gang now. "I haven\'t seen him in years. He\'s currently treating me warmly."

As Feng Xinglang "reported" the situation to his wife, he swept his gaze towards the stunned Cong Gang by the window.

"Ah, Cong Gang returned to the Shen City?"

"Yes." I won\'t go back tonight. If I still haven\'t reached home tomorrow morning, you can ask Nina to withdraw 10 million in banknotes from the bank and send it to Qibei Mountain City, to the mansion that Cong Gang is currently residing in. "

"10 million?" Xinglang, did something happen to you? "

Your husband is the God of Fortune in Shen City, he\'s rich! What can happen to me here at Cong Gang\'s place? We, the master and the servant, are just reminiscing about old times! "

"Oh, okay."

"I\'m hanging up. "Tonight, you will stay alone in your room. Tomorrow night, your husband will make up for his lessons!"

"... "So annoying."

Feng Xinglang and Old Four looked at each other in dismay when they heard this phone call.

Cong Gang kept quiet. He probably did not expect Feng Xinglang to call his wife.

And he said it like that … Excited!

With a "pa" sound, Feng Xinglang smashed his phone onto the low cabinet.

"Cong Gang, go cook for me. You\'re the best at it. Hurry up, we\'re waiting to eat! "

With that, Feng Xinglang stretched his limbs and laid back down on the wooden bed. He had a lazy look that made it easy for people to lose their minds.

The kidnapping they agreed upon, why did it seem like a joke?

If he didn\'t want to play with his heartbeat, then he would have to recite it instead?