Chapter 1060 What a Scumbag!

"You really don't want to go?"

Feng Xinglang asked again in a deep voice with cold eyes.

"..."

Cong Gang was too lazy to answer Feng Xinglang's meaningless repeated questions. He turned to Wei Kang and said, "Send off the guest! If he refuses to go out, beat him until he crawls out on his own!"

"It seems that you won't give in until I give you some strong medicine! Cong Gang, you forced me to do this!"

Feng Xinglang snapped at Feng Xinglang while taking out an electronic product similar to a USB flash drive from his trouser pocket.

He waved it under Cong Gang's eyes and said, "Guess what good things are in here?"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang with contempt, "Feng Xinglang, what other nonsense do you want to play? It's useless, I won't accept your tricks!"

Feng Xinglang smiled evilly, leaned forward, and whispered a few words in Cong Gang's ear.

Then, he saw anger and embarrassment beginning to accumulate on Cong Gang's resolute face, and he took rapid and deep breaths while gritting his teeth.

The next second, Cong Gang's ghost hand snatched it as fast as lightning; Feng Xinglang had expected it and immediately retreated his entire upper body.

"Why are you grabbing? I still have a bunch of copies over there! You can't finish them all!"

"Feng Xinglang, you are humble and shameless!"

The muscles on Cong Gang's face were already trembling uneasily.

"I'm so mean, what can you do to me?"

Feng Xinglang admired the look of irritation on Cong Gang's face, "I'll give you a minute to think about it! Otherwise, the contents of this USB flash drive will be continuously played on the entire commercial street in Shanghai!"

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows were raised wantonly. He was very satisfied with Cong Gang's shy inner struggle at this moment.

"Feng Xinglang, you are such a scumbag!"

Behind him, Cong Gang's suppressed curses could be heard.

Cong Gang knew clearly: Feng Xinglang would definitely be able to do something so immoral, immoral, and inhumane!

"Swear! Swear as much as you like! You still have fifty seconds!"

Feng Xinglang walked out leisurely with his long, strong legs.

Glancing at the USB flash drive in his hand, Feng Xinglang smiled evilly: What a good thing! I finally found Cong Gang's weakness!

I just didn't expect that someone like Cong Gang, who loves to make a living on the blade, would actually care about this?

"Boss, what is in the USB flash drive? We can grab it back while Feng Xinglang is still there!"

Wei Kang felt something strange about Cong Gang and asked instinctively.

"I'm going to Fort Pett! The construction continues! Don't mess with Yan Bang these days."

"Boss, do you really want to go there in person?"

Wei Kang was slightly startled, "Pate Fort is Hetun's home base and it's too dangerous. Feng Xinglang and I should go there!"

"Isn't there an excellent hostage like Feng Xinglang? If Hetun dares to touch me, I will kill his son first!"

Cong Gang's words sounded full of resentment towards Feng Xinglang.

Seeing Cong Gang get into their car with a cold face, Feng Xinglang's evil smile spread all over his handsome face.

Feng Xinglang was lying lazily on the spacious rear seat; while Cong Gang got into the passenger seat.

"Look, you have been wronged. Do you need to keep a straight face? I don't care about you!"

Cong Gang's silence is golden. It seemed like he didn't want to say another word to a scum like Feng Xinglang.

"Basong, your bad idea really works! Thanks!"

Feng Xinglang suddenly said something that puzzled Basong.

"...What a bad idea?"

At that time, Basong looked confused: What bad idea did he come up with? I didn’t say anything, and I didn’t do anything well!

Cong Gangsheng glanced at Basong with cold eyes.

Even though Basong didn't turn his head to look, Cong Gang's murderous gaze still made him tremble.

It was obvious that Feng Xinglang's words of 'stoking dissension' had an effect.

Feng Xinglang just said this casually, and the master and servant began to have a physical reaction of mutual suspicion.

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In the first-class cabin, Feng Xinglang lay huddled in the semi-curved elongated seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Basong looked at Boss Cong Gang weakly and hesitated to speak; he just wanted to carve 'I am innocent' on his forehead.

Cong Gang glanced at Basong coldly and motioned him to go to the entrance to stop the flight attendants who might come in. Basong immediately did so.

At that time, Cong Gang could no longer calmly judge whether Feng Xinglang was in a deep sleep state, a light sleep state, or just resting with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the only thing he wanted to do was to get the memory from Feng Xinglang.

Cong Gang's movements were very light, as light as a feather blowing;

Such an action shouldn't be enough to wake up Feng Xinglang; but if Feng Xinglang was already awake, that would be another story.

"Why are you touching... Cong Gang, when will you change your sneaky habits?"

Feng Xinglang was really awake. He didn't open his eyes to look at Cong Gang, he just hummed lazily.

"Feng Xinglang, give me the stuff!"

Cong Gang sat back on the seat next to Feng Xinglang, "I have agreed to take the order for your job."

"Why are you in a hurry? I'll give it to you!"

Feng Xinglang snorted.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, "Feng Xinglang, don't go too far."

"I've gone too far, what can you do to me?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly and said sternly: "Cong Gang, you are so outrageous that you dare to attack my closest relatives and loved ones!"

Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, "You will be grateful to me in the future!"

"I'm grateful to the whole family!"

Feng Xinglang sneered coldly, "Cong Gang, I don't care how you and Hetun fight! But if you dare to lay a finger on my wife and children again, I will definitely make you die in an embarrassing way!"

"You make me so scared!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned his head away from him.

Feng Xinglang hated seeing Cong Gang looking so helpless. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, leaned forward and said something in a low voice.

"Scoundrel!" Cong Gang's face began to turn green and red again.

*

When we arrived at Fort Pett after traveling day and night, it was just dark due to jet lag.

From a distance, the gate of Fort Petr is open. As if waiting to welcome distinguished guests.

It would be strange if Hetun didn't know that the Crown Prince Feng Xinglang was coming to Patburg.

Xueluo, who couldn't get through Pettburg's phone number, went directly to Repulse Bay to find Xing Ba. She knew that Xing Ba would have a specific channel to contact Hetun. It would also be good for Hetun to be mentally prepared in advance.

"Stop! I'll get out of the car!" Cong Gang called to Basong who was driving.

"Get off the bus? Now? Aren't you going in with us?" Basong asked in confusion.

"It's enough for you two to go in! If you are not too stupid, you should know that using Feng Xinglang to blackmail Hetun is the most effective!"

Cong Gang reminded Basong in an alternative way.

"Cong Gang, do you want to be a coward?" Feng Xinglang was dissatisfied and stern.

"I've already said it: you two went in to fish for people, that's enough!"

"I am your sponsor. Whether it is enough or not is up to me!"

Cong Gang retreated at this moment, which really didn't look like his style.

"Don't worry! As soon as you are in danger, I will appear at any time!"

Cong Gang turned his head and took a deep look at Feng Xinglang in the back row.

Feng Xinglang still believes this!

The former Cong Gang was Feng Xinglang's trump card. It seemed that with Cong Gang around, Feng Xinglang became more confident and conceited.

"I believe you!"

Feng Xinglang once again chose to believe in Cong Gang, "Ba Song, let him get off! Let's go in."

The black hooded sweatshirt blended Cong Gang with the darkening sky; he hid in the jungle and watched the off-road vehicle drive towards Fort Pett.

In Pett Castle, the lights were bright.

"Father, Feng Xinglang is here. There are only two people on the off-road vehicle, one is Feng Xinglang, and the other is Basong. We stopped once in the middle and got off a person. The distance was too far and the sky was dark, so there was no one. Find out what that person looks like."

"Then the boy is still wary of me as his biological father? What else is he planning to do to sneak into Chen Cang!"

Tonight, Hetun was particularly energetic. "It's a pity that Xueluo didn't come."

"Father, Feng Xinglang will be angry when he comes back...be careful he makes you angry again."

Xing Twelve reminded Hetun in a subtle way. Don't just focus on the immediate joy, but also anticipate the potential dangers.

"I'm really happy that Alang can come."

Hetun pulled the tie around his neck excitedly, and it seemed that he had been carefully prepared.

Xing Twelve wanted to say: The reason why Feng Xinglang came here was just to get his son; it doesn't seem to have much to do with you, old man.

But how could Xing Twelve bear to ruin the interest of his adoptive father Hetun.

The off-road vehicle stopped in the huge stone castle; Xing Laowu was waiting there with a man in Tang suit.

"Master Xing, Mr. Xing is waiting for you in the hall."

The man in Tang suit did not look Chinese, but he spoke fluent Chinese.

"Basong, let's go in!"

Feng Xinglang didn't want to pay attention to this person at all.

But Basong was stopped by the huge Xing Laowu, "The prince can go in! You must stay here!"

Xing Laowu's Chinese is not very good, but he recently learned the word "Prince" from Xing Twelve.

In his opinion, 'Prince' should be a special name for his biological son Feng Xinglang; it was different from their adopted sons.

"Basong, whoever dares to stop you will be killed!"

Feng Xinglang ordered coldly.

With a 'swish' sound, Basong immediately pulled out a dagger from his waist and slashed at the unsuspecting Xing Laowu.

Xing Laowu was startled and instinctively retreated; Bassong did not hesitate to fight and followed Feng Xinglang into the brightly lit living room.

"Nono...Nono!"

Feng Xinglang turned a blind eye to Hetun who came forward; he looked around the entire living room, just looking for his son Feng Linnuo.

"Feng Linnuo! My biological father is here to take you home!"

"Alang, Fourteen and Fifteen went to take a shower. They will be here in a moment. You must be tired after flying for such a long time. Sit down and have a sip of tea first."

This was obviously arranged deliberately by Hetun.

He expected that Feng Xinglang would immediately pick up the little thing and leave after seeing it.

There is no better son than a father!