Chapter 1008 You Can Rob Me of My Sex

Feng Xinglang did not answer Yan Bang, but remained silent.

A silent way to let others guess!

Yan Bang raised his thick eyebrows, "If you use that thing to commit suicide... then I really don't have it!"

After a slight pause, Yan Bang added, "There won't be any in the future! Although I have wanted to kill you more than once, I still can't bear to see you die!"

"I took that thing to kill Cong Gang!"

After a long time, Feng Xinglang finally let out this sentence from his beautiful thin lips.

When it comes to killing Cong Gang, Yan Bang's thick eyebrows and big eyes immediately lit up, "You will kill Cong Gang? Do you think I believe it?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang lazily, "Believe it or not!"

In terms of sharp thinking, Feng Xinglang's wisdom is far superior to Yan Bang.

In other words, Feng Xinglang wants to deceive Yan Bang, and it is a sure thing! And Yan Bang is also happy to be deceived by Feng Xinglang.

Yan Bang doesn't believe it. But he can't help but believe it!

If Cong Gang must die, then the best person to kill him is Feng Xinglang! Because this can completely offset Yan Bang's resentment towards Cong Gang!

"Do you really want to kill Cong Gang?"

Yan Bang said in confusion, "Just shoot him, is there any need to waste such a good thing!"

Yan Bang remembered: Cong Gang was handcuffed and locked in the sun room of Feng's house by Feng Xinglang. Let alone using a gun, he could be killed easily with a knife!

Feng Xinglang's stomach wall was swollen and painful due to long-term hunger.

He was even more lazy to deal with Yan Bang!

He lay on his side on the sofa, with his palm against his stomach to reduce the pain.

"If it is inconvenient for you to do it, my people can do it for you!"

Pause, Yan Bang's eyes sank, "Where is Basong? Did you bring the dog today?"

If Basong dared to come to his Yan Bang's territory today, he would definitely let him come in vertically and leave horizontally.

Feng Xinglang's face turned pale, and a little cold sweat had already flowed out of his forehead.

It seemed that he just remembered the goodness of the woman: before every meal, she would force him to drink a bowl of stomach-nourishing soup first. The same was true for breakfast and dinner.

His stomach had not hurt for a long time, but it was hurt again because the woman was away these few days.

"Can you go out and urge the food first?"

Feng Xinglang said in a low and harsh voice, with a heavy nose.

"Feng Xinglang, you are just showing off in front of me, Yan Bang! I really want to kill you!"

Yan Bang cursed, but he had already stood up to urge his uncle Feng for food. The group of security guards and cooks under his command were naturally scolded.

Ten minutes later, Feng Xinglang began to wolf down the rich food in front of him. New dishes were constantly brought in.

Yan Bang leaned on the back of the sofa, staring at Feng Xinglang with a good appetite.

"Why are you so hungry? Otherwise, let me feed you! I promise you can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day!"

Feng Xinglang, who was having a delicious meal, was too lazy to even roll his eyes at Yan Bang.

After he was almost full, he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the safe, "Go open the safe!"

"What, I let you eat and drink enough, and you still want to rob money?"

Yan Bang brought the cigar between his fingers to his lips and took a deep puff, letting the strong smoke linger in his mouth for a few circles, and then blew it out domineeringly.

"Go open it if I tell you to! Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

With a clang, Feng Xinglang threw the silver spoon in his hand into the plate.

"I can't rob money, but you can rob women!"

Yan Bang looked deeply at the irritable Feng Xinglang, he enjoyed this way of communication.

"...I won't give you a third chance!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"So arrogant?"

Yan Bang broke the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, "You only know how to bully an honest man like me!"

A minute later, there was a ping-pong sound in the living room.

"Feng Xinglang, if you hit me again, I will fight back!"

"Is it me? Fight back? Come on! That depends on whether your bones are strong enough!"

Six or seven minutes later, under Feng Xinglang's coercion and beating, Yan Bang still opened the safe with frustration.

If he really beat him, Feng Xinglang would really chop off his ten fingers and scan his fingerprints one by one.

The safe was not as big as imagined, only about one cubic meter.

It was not filled with gold, silver, jewelry, etc., but some messy things.

Feng Xinglang took out a gold-plated Givenchy lighter and weighed it in his hand, "Why do you still keep this thing? You use such a high-tech safe to store junk?"

"You gave it to me, how can I not treasure it?"

Yan Bang took the Givenchy lighter from Feng Xinglang's hand, held it in his palm and rubbed it with his fingertips.

"..." Feng Xinglang was stunned for a moment. Because he couldn't remember that he had given Yan Bang this thing.

He only remembered that this thing looked familiar, and he, Yan Bang and Bai Mo should each have one.

It seemed to be custom-made, and the initials of the three people's names were engraved on each.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and said nothing.

Then he turned the safe over again, but didn't find what he wanted.

"Where is that thing? Where did you put it?"

"Used it!"

"Used it? Aren't there two sets? The bald man in the south of the city used one set, so there should be one set left!"

"I was afraid that the bastard would come back to life, so I used both sets on him!"

At that time, Feng Xinglang really wanted to hit Yan Bang hard. Such a good thing, it was really a waste of talent!

"How long will it take to get another set?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"It will take at least three days to airfreight from Japan!"

"Then I'll get it in three days!"

Feng Xinglang slammed the door of the safe in anger.

"Are you really going to use it to deal with Cong Gang?"

Yan Bang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Killing Cong Gang is equivalent to killing a stray dog! Throwing his body on the street, there probably won't even be anyone to collect his body, so is it worth using such a good thing?"

Yan Bang's analysis was quite sharp to a certain extent.

After a slight pause, without waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Yan Bang narrowed his eyes and asked again: "You don't want to use it to deal with Lan Youyou? I heard that she almost killed your woman!"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and stared at Yan Bang fiercely, without answering his question.

Feng Xinglang's silence made Yan Bang instinctively think that was a tacit agreement.

"Feng Xinglang, using that thing on a powerless woman... is really cruel! What if your brother cries and asks you for him, wouldn't you be in trouble?!"

Yan Bang deliberately said this provocatively.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and snorted meaningfully: "Lan Youyou is my favorite, do you think I would be willing to give her up?"