Chapter 1010 Kill Yan Bang and Keep Cong Gang

"Brother, I hand Tuantuan back to you now! Whether her life is bright and sunny, or dark and sad, as her only guardian, you must shoulder your due responsibilities and obligations!"

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang's eyes deepened, "Don't let her be like Lan Youyou: Michi has lost her most basic humanity!"

He paused for a few seconds, as if waiting for Feng Lixin to digest his words.

Then, Feng Xinglang reached over, hooked his hand around Feng Lixin's neck, leaned forward, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Brother, I love you!"

Immediately, Feng Lixin burst into tears and burst into tears, "Xinglang, I love you too!"

"Take your daughter and live a good life! Both you and Tuan Tuan need a healthy and peaceful living environment! Don't ruin Tuan Tuan's life again! You don't have the power!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and kissed Feng Tuantuan's rosy little face.

"Uncle loves you too!"

Afterwards, Feng Xinglang stood up slowly, as if in slow motion, frame by frame played in front of Feng Lixin's eyes.

Full of warmth of family affection, and a heavy feeling that silence is better than sound at this time!

"Xinglang, apologize to Xueluo and Nuonuo for me... Lan Youyou will be punished by law for the evil she has committed!"

Feng Xinglang didn't turn around, but there was a hint of a faint smile on his lips.

He believes that no matter whether his eldest brother Feng Lixin can let go of Lan Youyou in a real sense, at least he will no longer hinder her!

In other words, he can accept this cruel reality as to what will happen to Lan Youyou!

It's just that this time it's different from the past: he has to accept it even if Feng Lixin doesn't accept it!

Feng Xinglang just wanted Feng Lixin to feel better when facing such acceptance!

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Downstairs, Aunt An has prepared a sumptuous breakfast for the second young master Feng Xinglang.

Basong was already neatly dressed and should be ready to go out with Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang sat down solemnly at the dining table, while stirring the coffee cup, he glanced at Basong like this.

Bassong felt guilty in his heart, but he kept pretending to be calm.

He always felt that Feng Xinglang's gaze was somewhat penetrating. Just like the equipment in the hospital that scans the whole body of patients.

It was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Basong, what do you think of Yan Bang?"

Feng Xinglang asked as he took a sip of coffee.

"A bit arrogant! I believe in fighting violence with violence!"

Basong answered Feng Xinglang's questions truthfully.

Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, "Well, the evaluation is quite objective."

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang asked another topic that Basong didn't want to face, let alone answer.

"Let's talk about Cong Gang! What do you think of him?"

Feng Xinglang asked calmly. It sounds very similar to the first question.

Basong didn't want to answer.

But I have to answer!

He didn't know if Feng Xinglang had begun to doubt his identity. So he was a little hesitant.

"Cong Gang... I'm not very familiar with him! I haven't had much contact with him, so I can't say!"

If you are impartial. Very well avoided Feng Xinglang's unguessable questioning.

"Is there anything you can't say? It's not a national secret! I'm just listening casually!"

Feng Xinglang put the fried egg on the fork into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

He was not hungry because he had already eaten in Yulong City.

"Cong Gang...it looks like he has a bigger city than Yan Bang!"

Basong had no choice but to say something. After thinking about something, he immediately averted the danger and said: "The key is that he can withstand hunger! He has not been given anything to eat for two days, and he is still alive and well!"

"Ha! Not to mention, Cong Gang is really a camel-shaped talent! I really want to throw him into the desert and see how many days he can survive!"

Feng Xinglang took over Basong's words and continued to edit them smoothly.

It's just that this topic is a bit cold.

Basong didn't find it funny, but he had to keep his face dry and stop laughing.

"I've been confused these days...it gives me a headache! Bassong, would you like to help me make a reference?"

After taking a sip of milk in the cup, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth leisurely.

"With my intelligence, I'll be lucky if I don't cause any trouble to you, Mr. Feng."

Basong felt more and more that every time he spoke to Feng Xinglang, it became more difficult.

"Sometimes, this person can't be too smart!"

Feng Xinglang took a tissue and wiped the milk stains from the corner of his lips, "Take me for example: after thinking too much, I become a troublemaker. Endless troubles come one after another, which makes me exhausted!"

Basong remained silent, waiting for Feng Xinglang's next words.

A little curious, but also a little scared. I wonder what kind of tricks Feng Xinglang wants to play with him again!

"Actually, I picked Cong Gang back from Chinatown. He was being chased and was dying, but I saved him!"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, "It's not actually a rescue... At that time, I was just curious: Can a person be brought back to life after being chopped like that! Later, Cong Gang lived up to my curiosity and really survived. Come here...it’s amazing!”

A faint smile appeared on Feng Xinglang's lips.

"Later, he became my close bodyguard! But I don't like him very much! Because he is like a piece of wood most of the time, silent all day long, and he only answers one question when I ask one! Occasionally, when he is in a bad mood, he kicks my ass!"

"That fire... he was not with me! I sent him out of Shencheng to do something unimportant! Later, I thought: If Cong Gang was there at that time, maybe my brother and I would not be injured! Because I would leave Cong Gang to manually open the escape gate without hesitation!"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and smiled at Basong who had been listening carefully.

"Do you think I am cruel?"

Basong shook his head, "Let me choose my relatives too!"

"Not just those far away!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "Let's talk about my current confusion!"

Feng Xinglang picked up the milk cup again and drank it in one breath.

Then he said solemnly: "Yan Bang and Cong Gang, I want to kill one and leave one! Who do you think I should kill?"

Feng Xinglang's "confusion" really shocked Basong.

Just now he was still nostalgic, but now he suddenly said he wanted to kill one and leave one?

Isn't this too cruel? !

Basong pursed his lips, swallowed dryly, and blurted out: "Of course I will kill Yan Bang and leave Cong Gang!"

By the time Basong realized that he was completely outspoken, it seemed too late!

"Kill Yan Bang...leave Cong Gang?"

Feng Xinglang raised the corner of his lips slightly, "Tell me your reason!"