Chapter 1154 How Conflicts Are Created

After hanging up Bassong's call, Cong Gang let out a breath.

His eyes were fixed on the black Lexus getting closer and closer down the hillside, and he felt a little bit dumbfounded.

Also, since his biological father had no motive for committing the crime, Cong Gang naturally became the person with the greatest suspicion.

At least, he has more motivation than Hetun! And there are similar precedents.

Come to think of it, this time I couldn't argue.

The only blame is that Basong didn't say what he should have said, and he talked too much about what he shouldn't have said;

As a result, it was easier for Feng Xinglang to pin all doubts on Cong Ze.

Knowing that he was doomed this time, Cong Gang twisted his eyebrows helplessly: If it was really someone from Hetun who did it, then what kind of drama could Hetun do? Want to use such despicable means to put the blame on yourself? But this method is not clever?

Could it be said that the more despicable the means, the more likely that ruffian Feng Xinglang will be convinced?

"Wei Kang, you and the fourth child will come closer to me in a moment."

Cong Gang lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm in a bad mood today... I don't want to be wronged and beaten!"

"Huh? Ruffian Feng is here to cause trouble again? He keeps messing with us every day, how can you really tolerate him?"

Wei Kang knew that Feng Xinglang had a life-saving grace for Boss Cong Gang. But isn’t it already time to pay back what is due? How could the Boss be so manipulated by Feng Xinglang? !

In fact, it can't be called 'manipulating', it's more like an overt and covert battle of wits and courage.

Anyway, they don't look like enemies, but they don't look like friends either.

Are there any friends who cheat on each other like this every day?

But it doesn’t look like a relationship between using and being used for profit...

"What else can I do if I can't bear it? I have a very powerful biological father!"

Cong Gang snorted quietly in a long voice.

"Then can we defend ourselves for a moment or two today?"

Wei Kang wanted to beat Feng Xinglang's heart for more than a day or two. It's not that he really wants to beat Feng Xinglang to death, beat him half-dead, or make him missing arms and legs, just to vent his anger on his boss.

Cong Gang turned around and glanced at Wei Kang, "Do you need to ask me about this kind of thing? Just don't mess up my place."

"..." With Feng Xinglang's physique and skill, it would be really difficult to fight him without getting dirty and messy.

So here comes the question: What does the Boss mean by this, does he want to be beaten or not?

Wei Kang really wanted to take the risk and give Feng Xinglang a beating to see what kind of reaction Boss Cong Gang would have.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang, Wei Kang and the others were sitting at the dining table eating a simple breakfast.

They are all vegetarian foods such as soy milk and cakes, and there are no meaty and heavy-flavored foods.

Cong Gang sat facing east and west, and Wei Kang and Lao Si were on the left and right. There happened to be a vacant seat, which seemed to be reserved for Feng Xinglang.

"Morning!"

Feng Xinglang greeted him coolly, walked over quickly, and sat directly on the chair vacated for him.

"Three big men sitting together having breakfast...it's quite a scene."

Feng Xinglang, who hadn't had breakfast, picked up the soy milk cup in front of him and took a sip. The temperature is just right, not hot or cold.

"You knew I was coming and you didn't give me anything to talk about?"

The chair and tableware left for him convinced Feng Xinglang that Cong Gang was the perpetrator.

"Someone drove by in a car early in the morning, roaring in the wind. I can't just close my eyes and pretend to be blind, right?"

Cong Gang still couldn't help but answer. Although his original intention was that silence is golden.

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes, glanced at Cong Gang angrily, and the breath in his nose became heavier.

"Boss Cong, did you sleep well last night?"

"fine!"

Cong Gang responded quietly, then asked in return, "I'm so angry this morning. I guess President Feng didn't sleep last night, right?"

"I really didn't sleep well... I was busy making a baby with my wife!"

Feng Xinglang sneered angrily, "You don't understand that kind of fun."

Cong Gang lowered his head, took a sip of soy milk, and avoided Feng Xinglang's nonsense.

"Is my niece easy to take care of?"

Feng Xinglang took a bite of mung bean cake and asked meaningfully.

"Why are you asking me if your niece is well taken care of? This is not a kindergarten."

Cong Gang responded to Feng Xinglang's words tepidly. In Feng Xinglang's eyes, his appearance and tone really deserved a beating.

"You bitch, you're still fucking pretending!"

Feng Xinglang stood up quickly, raised his right fist and hit Cong Gang hard on the cheek...

Cong Laosi looked naive, but his reaction speed was god-level; before Feng Xinglang's fist landed on the Boss's cheek, he had already grabbed Feng Xinglang's right arm.

Cong Gang sat motionless. His calm demeanor, fearless in the face of danger, is even more like Hetun's.

"Cong Gang, what the hell do you want to do?"

Feng Xinglang, whose limbs were restrained by Cong Laosi and Wei Kang, was full of rage and roared, "Last time you instigated Lan Youyou to touch my woman, I let you go, what tricks do you want to play this time?" ?”

With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, it is not difficult to deduce this.

Although there was a near miss, Feng Xinglang would not allow Cong Gang to commit such a bad act again.

"Feng Xinglang, are you seeking medical attention in a hurry? Why should I touch your woman?"

Cong Gang argued, "If I really want to touch your woman, do you think I need to be reduced to instigating her?"

Cong Gang indeed lacks such motivation. So Feng Xinglang had always just guessed.

Sometimes, Feng Xinglang was not always able to correctly figure out what Cong Gang was thinking.

The feeling given to him is that it is not easy to control Cong Gang, a non-human being. Unlike Yan Bang, he has his own thoughts. There is a hidden danger that Feng Xinglang cannot figure out.

"Stop messing around here! Your niece is not here with me!"

He must have been angry, Cong Gang's aura was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

Feng Xinglang threw Wei Kang away and sat opposite Cong Gang again calmly.

"Then tell me, where will my niece be?"

"How would I know!"

Cong Gang snorted coldly, "Have you, Feng Xinglang, caused too many bad things?"

Seeing Cong Gang's increasingly erratic words and deeds, Feng Xinglang seemed to think that he was getting angry from embarrassment.

"You kept Basong by my side...isn't it just so that you can act in harmony with yourself when you attack?"

With Basong's keenness and alertness, it was impossible for him to be unaware that someone wanted to take a child away from the Feng family.

Feng Xinglang's statement should be a showdown with Cong Gang.

In fact, there is no need for a showdown. Because everyone knows it. Sometimes after saying it, the meaning changes.

Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, weighing something.

"Basong said... he saw that person. But he didn't see him clearly. He didn't chase him either."

Now that Feng Xinglang had a showdown with him, Cong Gang felt that there was no need for him to continue to defend himself.

If you want to play tricks with Feng Xinglang, you must be both true and false. Confess one part and hide another.

"Why don't you chase after him?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"What he wants to protect is your family of three."

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and snorted, "You've never tried the trick of setting the tiger away from the mountain, right?"

"It's so clean! Do you think I will believe you?"

Feng Xinglang continued to put pressure on Cong Gang in an unjust way. The more Cong Gang wanted to refute, the more he would say.

"Ba Song said: The person who took your niece away last night... did it very much like the adopted son of Hetun! Do you believe it?"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, then raised his thin lips, "Why, are you trying to trick me?"

"You can imagine: I kidnapped your dear niece to put Hetun in trouble! The purpose is to make you father and son kill each other! And then what? Then I can unify Shencheng?"

Before Feng Xinglang could answer, Cong Gang snorted again, "Feng Xinglang, don't waste your time with me! I can't use up your niece!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang silently and remained silent for a long time.

The sudden beep of the cell phone stopped Feng Xinglang's extremely uncomfortable staring.

The call was from Basong.

"Mr. Feng, Hetun has brought people to take away the wife and young master by force."

"Stabilize him first, I'll be right back!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang once again looked deeply at Xiang Cong Gang and reprimanded him in a cryptic tone:

"Cong Gang, don't let me be too disappointed in you!"

After leaving such hurtful words, Feng Xinglang stood up and left.

Cong Gang didn't know whether Feng Xinglang believed what he said. Or maybe he was dubious?

"This ruffian Feng is very aware of current affairs today! He probably knew that he was going to be beaten, so he ran away as soon as possible."

After watching Feng Xinglang drive away, Wei Kang returned to the wooden house.

There was a look of silence on Cong Gang's face.

…

At this moment, when she took out her mobile phone to call Hetun, Xueluo couldn't care about that much anymore.

Perhaps because of women's sensitive period, Xueluo during her period needs a safe harbor more and more.

Seeing her husband go out in a hurry to find Tuantuan's whereabouts, Xueluo instinctively wanted to find a safer place for her children and herself.

"Is that Twelve? Could you please pick me up and Nono?"

Xueluo's voice was slightly trembling. Perhaps her past experience made her extremely frightened at this moment.

Xueluo herself couldn't tell what she was afraid of or what she was afraid of deep down in her heart; but ever since Lan Youyou returned to the Feng family, Xueluo's heart had been hanging.

She instinctively thought: Lan Youyou is holding something back and causing trouble!

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Xing Twelve heard the fear in Xueluo's voice.

"Tuantuan is gone! I'm worried about Nono..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll be here right away!"

Twenty minutes later, two anti-riot vehicles arrived at the Feng family. Hetun came to pick him up in person.

Such a huge formation really frightened Mo Ranran.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Hetun just glanced sideways at the new servant and stepped his heavy leather boots onto the marble of the Feng family's living room.

"Fifteen, your adoptive father is here to pick you up. Fifteen..."

After hearing Hetun's sonorous and powerful voice, Xueluo, who had been locking herself and her son tightly in the room, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Nono, your adoptive father is here to pick us up."

Xueluo immediately carried her son, who was not yet full of sleep, downstairs...