Chapter 1385 He Is so Stupid!

Xing Ba was silent and just looked at Feng Xinglang quietly.

As a noble prince, how could he understand the helplessness of their adopted sons?

"You don't need to guess: it must be the old guy from Hetun who is stubborn and insists on his own way! Working with other people's army? Does he think he can cover the sky with one hand and be omnipotent?"

Feng Xinglang said sternly, "Who the hell still knows Hetun after leaving Petelburg!"

"Don't say that...my adoptive father also wanted to save my second brother!"

In Xing Ba's mind, Hetun is not just the one giving orders, he seems to have regarded Hetun as the closest person in his life. He will follow Hetun through life and death without hesitation.

"I rescued a dying Xing Er, but I almost lost the lives of you adopted sons..."

Feng Xinglang let out a suppressed breath, "Xing Er's life is his life, but your life is not his life?!"

"The foster father said: Even if it is a corpse, he will bring his second brother back for burial!"

Xing Ba lowered his eyes and said, "Actually, my adoptive father is not as unkind as you think."

"That's stupid of him!"

Feng Xinglang hissed and fell silent again.

"Prince Xing, I'm really touched that you came to see my adoptive father." Xing Ba gave out a weak smile.

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Xing Ba, "Are you really that moved? I haven't seen you cry in tears!"

"..." This humor is really cold. It's warm and friendly to the ears.

"How did you escape from danger later?" Feng Xinglang asked, "It's really not easy for you to come back half disabled and half disabled!"

Hetun and the others' final escape was closely related to Cong Gang. Feng Xinglang clearly knew about this; he just wanted to hear what Xing Ba had to say. Because he can get more information from Xing Ba's mouth. For example, Hetun's views on Cong Gang and so on!

"I'm able to come back with my life this time, thanks to Cong Gang! He led a dozen mercenaries and played a high-level game of diversion. Not only did he rescue my second brother, but he also rescued us as well."

It can be heard that Xing Ba still admires Cong Gang. The words are also full of gratitude.

"Cong Gang knows how to play strategies and tricks, why don't you know?"

Feng Xinglang sneered coldly, "Is it possible that the brains of so many of you are not as good as Cong Gang's granite head?"

"You underestimate Cong Gang... He was taught by my second brother step by step! My second brother said at the beginning that Cong Gang was extremely talented... I remember that when Cong Gang was fourteen years old, he could successfully use The dagger is at my second brother’s throat!”

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: It's no wonder that guy Cong Gang had to rush to Mexico City to repay Xing Er's favor!

"I don't think he's that awesome! Didn't he just make himself look like a corpse?!"

"..." Xing Ba rolled his eyes at Feng Xinglang, "If it were you, I would probably die seven or eight times! Not to mention that I could go back alive!"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment and didn't care about Xing Ba's sarcasm. He just asked casually: "What about Hetun? What is his attitude towards Cong Gang? Is he still thinking about killing Cong Gang?"

"Then I don't know! We are never bold enough to try to figure out what my adoptive father means!"

Xing Bada paused and breathed, "But... Cong Gang can't be killed just because others want to kill him! The key is that his helpers are no worse than Fourteen and Seventeen..."

"You mean that Wei Kang?"

Feng Xinglang frowned, "He's not as powerful as you think! He's just on a par with me!"

In fact, what Feng Xinglang wanted to add was: And that Basong is no match for Yan Bang at all! Basong prefers technical fighting; while Yan Bang only wants to keep fit! Even Yan Bang can defeat this, it’s really not that good!

Xing Ba glanced at the contempt on Feng Xinglang's face, "That's because you haven't seen Cong Gang's true ruthlessness..."

"Hard? Ha, he is indeed 'harsh'! When I picked him up from Chinatown, he was half as breathless as a dead man! His body was riddled with holes and was almost completely soaked in a pool of blood!"

Feng Xinglang snorted with contempt again, "He was beaten hard enough!"

For some reason, Feng Xinglang would get upset whenever someone mentioned how awesome Cong Gang was in front of him! I always feel that Cong Gang, a dog slave, should not outshine his master!

"What? Have you saved Cong Gang?"

Xing Ba asked tightly. He was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"Do you have to be so surprised?" Feng Xinglang asked back. Because Xing Ba’s reaction was a little too big.

"Ha, ha ha..." I couldn't tell whether Xing Ba was sneering or laughing, "Feng Xinglang, you have found a treasure!"

"..." Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "What do you mean? Cong Gang is valuable?"

The businessman's thinking mode made Feng Xinglang instinctively associate the 'treasure' in Xing Ba's mouth with money.

"If I can exchange money from you for Cong Gang, I think there will be many people lining up!"

After a slight pause, Xing Ba sighed and said, "Maybe my adoptive father will be one of them!"

"..." There will be many people queuing up for Cong Gang? As for what?

Feng Xinglang felt dizzy when he thought of Cong Gang, the uncontrollable and undisciplined thing.

It was obviously just a lost dog that Feng Xinglang picked up, but he still had to pretend to be an unruly, dignified and mean person!

Most of the time, I like to play tricks! Pretending to be mysterious, profound, and unpredictable!

"By the way, Cong Gang almost died suddenly on the street...who did it?"

Feng Xinglang wanted to know, "Could it be Hetun and Xing Er?"

It seems that it was because Hetun forced Cong Gang's bottle cap father to death that it triggered Cong Gang's hatred towards Hetun and then quickly killed him!

The conversation between the two was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.

"Dad...Dad...are you here?"

Outside the door, there was the sound of Lin Nuo's child eagerly knocking on the door. The door to Xing Ba's room was locked by Feng Xinglang. The little guy couldn't push it open and became anxious.

As soon as Feng Xinglang opened the door, the little guy threw himself into his arms with great grievance, humming and murmuring with tears.

"Dad... Lao Twelve refused to open the door... My son has been knocking on the door for a long time, but there was no sound at all! My son was so worried that Lao Twelve would not be able to think about it..."

It’s really more pretentious than the other!

Wouldn't it just ruin your appearance? Are you being pretentious? !

The key point is that Xing Twelve doesn’t rely on his face to make a living!

In fact, Feng Xinglang was able to understand Xing Twelve: his former eldest brother Feng Lixin was also as unwilling to see people as he was! Resist all those who want to get close to him and care about him!