Chapter 1213 Happy Play

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It's not that Feng Xinglang suspected Cong Gang for no reason.

He just wanted Cong Gang to help him refer to: what exactly is this, or this group of guys who can hold their breath, what they intend to do.

Perhaps there is another purpose, which is to ask Cong Gang to help find Yan Bang's whereabouts.

To a large extent, Cong Gang is extremely unlikely to quit, but it is also possible to try to tease him with some small benefits.

As soon as Feng Xinglang's Lexus entered the Panshan intersection, Cong Gang already knew of his arrival.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"

"Um."

Cong Gang just hummed slightly. A leisurely look like whether he comes or not has nothing to do with me.

"Could it be that Feng Xinglang already suspected us?" Wei Kang asked directly.

"So what if you doubt it? So what if you don't doubt it? He can't beat us... At best, he's just messing around!"

If Feng Xinglang heard Cong Gang's tone of voice, he might get mad again. It is estimated that he can jump up and down again in anger.

"Then we...just admit it directly?"

As soon as Wei Kang's words fell, Cong Gang gave him a cold look of disgust.

"Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be smart all the time?"

"..." Wei Kang hooked the corners of his mouth, "I just think: Anyway, Yan Bang has recognized us, so there is no need to hide it! The conditions that should be mentioned, the things that should be asked for, how tiring it is to beat around the bush !"

Cong Gang just glanced at Wei Kang, as if he didn't even bother to talk to him.

"Then let's go ahead with our original plan."

Seeing that the boss was upset, Wei Kang no longer made his own opinions.

Cong Gang was silent for a moment, and then a meaningful sentence escaped from between his teeth, "You will never experience the fun of playing with a mouse!"

"Cat playing with a mouse?"

Wei Kang murmured repeatedly, "But why do I feel that Feng Xinglang doesn't look like a mouse anyway?!"

"..." Talking nonsense and telling the truth!

"Then tell me, what does Feng Xinglang look like?"

Cong Gang was interested in Wei Kang's topic.

Wei Kang pouted, "Sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is as cunning as a fox; sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is righteous like a wolf; and sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is very like a wolf." A giant panda..."

"Giant panda?"

Cong Gang's lips twitched slightly.

"Well, it's a unique and national treasure animal in China, a bear like a cat; not to mention being lazy, it's also very clingy."

Worried that Cong Gang had never seen or heard of giant pandas, Wei Kang explained systematically.

"Oh," Cong Gang snorted coldly, "How could you think that Feng Xinglang would look like a giant panda?"

From Cong Gang's point of view, Feng Xinglang in his mind couldn't match up with that kind of stupid bear who made a living by being cute and silly.

"Feng Xinglang is not dumb, he is wiser than anyone else; but sometimes he deliberately makes people think he is stupid! Also, whether it's Hetun, Yanbang, or you, the boss, you all treat Feng Xing Apart from accommodating Lang, all he has left is to submit! He can't be beaten, and he can't be killed..."

"enough!"

Cong Gang sternly stopped Wei Kang's overly honest analysis.

"I'll leave him with nothing!"

There was a cold and gloomy look in Cong Gang's eyes.

"...I really don't believe it!"

Wei Kang's last words made Cong Gang twitch his mouth again.

"It's free, isn't it?"

Cong Gang looked over angrily, "Go and tell Lao Wu and the others, but it's time to move!"

In fact, Basong put the envelope in Feng Tuantuan's schoolbag, as well as the photo inside the envelope. Only Basong can get in touch with Feng Tuantuan more conveniently. The boss confessed that Yan Bang's photo should be handed over to Feng Xinglang indirectly; after much deliberation, Ba Song still felt that Feng Tuantuan was the most appropriate.

As expected, it wasn't until a week later that the news that Yan Bang was not dead reached Feng Xinglang's ears. This is indirect enough, right?

After that, Feng Xinglang lived and lived for more than a month.

Even if the cat wants to play with the mouse, it has been prepared for a long time!

It's just that there has never been any conclusion on who is the cat and who is the mouse.

...

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was not in the living room.

The empty, lifeless living room was filled with an indescribably strange and cool feeling.

Especially after driving past that cemetery, this weird coldness became more and more obvious.

I don't know if it was because of the chill surrounding him, or to remind someone, Feng Xinglang coughed lightly twice. It spread out in this empty space, bringing with it a slightly creepy smell.

Without getting any feedback, Feng Xinglang walked briskly upstairs.

Cong Gang must be in the house, otherwise where would he die?

In fact, Cong Gang could go to many places, but he chose Shencheng.

Wei Kang really doesn't know what there is in Shencheng worthy of the boss's nostalgia!

Could it be that there are so many rats in Shanghai, and he wants to stay and play with them? !

But there are also mice for him to play with elsewhere!

The afternoon sun, with a strong stamina, shrouded the entire villa in clarity.

But in the sunshine room on the third floor, it was quiet. Most of the sunlight was blocked by those vines, leaving only a little to penetrate through, mottled and covering the flowers and plants that do not like light.

Cong Gang half-lyed in the greenhouse with slightly squinted eyes, surrounded by those red and green flowers and plants, feeling indescribably comfortable and leisurely.

"So leisurely?"

Feng Xinglang approached and sat down on the rattan chair beside Cong Gang.

"I don't have any free time for you... so free that you have time to come to my place!"

Even though Cong Gang didn't open his eyes, he could feel every movement of Feng Xinglang after he entered the villa.

"What's the point of this! We are good masters and servants who have a life-and-death relationship!"

Feng Xinglang picked up the tea cup on the Xiaoteng platform and took a sip, "It's only right that I, the master, come to see you!"

"That's my cup..."

Cong Gang just opened his eyes, and looked at Feng Xinglang indifferently, "And I drank it."

"I don't despise you!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "Besides, for a non-human thing like you, who doesn't even know what a woman without clothes looks like, it's hard to think of any unspeakable disease!"

"..." This is a curse word that can't be used!

"It's me who despises you!"

After a pause for a few seconds, Cong just said this sentence proudly.

"you dislike me?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "A dog wouldn't dislike a poor family! You actually dislike me as the master?"

"..."

To be honest, Cong Gang really didn't want to say anything to a vulgar ruffian like Feng Xinglang, but it seemed that his words were particularly seductive.

"Didn't someone say that he would kneel down to thank me for saving his niece?"

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang, and said softly, "I don't know if this person still has this memory!"

"Well, remember! That person is me!"

Feng Xinglang readily admitted it.

"Then you can kneel and thank me now!" Cong Gang sat up straight.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang, and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear my kneeling thank you!"

"Whether you can bear it or not is my business; all you have to do is kneel down and thank you!"

"Yes...but I have a special hobby: I have to strip you naked before I can bend my knees!"

"... Playing cheap!"

Cong Gang trembled slightly, and let out a low hiss.

At this moment, Cong Gang was looking forward to being alone with Feng Xinglang, hoping that he would come, but he was afraid that he would mess around!

Appreciate him, but must keep a certain distance from him.

After picking up the teacup and taking a sip of the tea, he realized that Feng Xinglang had just drunk the teacup, so he put the teacup back on the Xiaoteng platform in disgust.

"I want to ask you something."

After talking with Cong Gang for so long, Feng Xinglang finally got down to business.

"have no idea."

Every time Cong Gang was abused by Feng Xinglang, his mood would be so gloomy.

"Yan Bang...is still alive."

Feng Xinglang did not interrupt his topic because of Cong Gang's anger.

"Good thing!"

Cong Gang's voice raised a lot, "You can play happily together again!"

Why does this sound so... that!

"Someone sent me photos of Yan Bang after the accident! But I waited for more than a month, but there was no news."

Feng Xinglang raised his breath and asked, "Cong Gang, help me analyze and analyze: what purpose does this person, or this group of people, want to achieve?"

Inadvertently, Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's high-precision scanner-like gaze, and after a quick glance, he turned his head away.

"I don't know about that! I guess this person wants to wait and see how good your relationship with Yan Bang will be!"

Cong Gang said unhurriedly, "By the way, let's offer Yan Bang a price you can accept! It's not easy for him to save his life. Necessary remuneration still has to be paid, everyone is considerate to each other!"

"No need to bother! I can accept any price! If I can't afford it, I'll make up for it even if I rob a bank!"

Feng Xinglang said word by word, "Because Yan Bang is worth any price!"

"Well," Cong Gang snorted softly, "If you think so, I'm really happy for the beggars."

Feng Xinglang slightly curled his lips, "Thank you for your analysis, I'm going to raise money now."

"Friendship reminds you to be careful! But don't let your dear father Hetun know that Yan Bang is still alive. Otherwise, he will try his best to save his son from future troubles forever! "

Cong Gang's 'kindness' reminder made Feng Xinglang's steps stiffen.

It seems that it is not easy for Yan Bang to live a good life! Too many people want his life!

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang doesn't expect Yan Bang to be alive!

Anyone who is human will die;

Sooner or later!

Life is a beginning, death is an end;

If a person sees the starting point and the end point but not the process, it is as if he only sees the result! People still have to die in the end, so why live? Anyway, he was going to die eventually, why not die now? !

But subconsciously, Feng Xinglang still hopes that Yan Bang can live!

Live for decades, but die for so long! Feng Xinglang doesn't really believe that people have any talk about afterlife!

But what is the meaning of Yan Bang's life?