Chapter 1742 Farewell to the World 18

"Sorry... I was so shocked, Mr. Yan!"

However, from the tone of his voice and general facial features, we can still tell that he is Miyamoto Buntaku.

"Mr. Miyamoto...are you sick?"

Yan Bang sat down opposite Gong Wentuo. He frowned slightly and glanced at Miyamoto opposite.

Gong Wentuo stared deeply at Yan Bang and spoke slowly: "I exchanged my health for one year of life for you and Mr. Feng Xinglang!"

"..." Yan Bang's lips twitched slightly. I really didn’t think about it: When will my lifespan need to be exchanged for others’ health? !

"I heard Mr. Miyamoto say this... Yan must thank you very much!"

There was a hint of disdain in Yan Bang's tone. What kind of storms and waves has he not seen in Yan State?

This guy is actually using such despicable words to ask for benefits from him? !

"No need to thank me, I did it voluntarily. I just hope Mr. Yan and Mr. Feng can understand!"

The words Gong Wentuo said became more and more evil the more he heard them. It feels like something really happened.

Yan Bang pushed the watch in front of Gong Bentuo, along with an eight-digit cash check.

"The property returns to its original owner! I would like to thank Mr. Miyamoto for his generous help!"

Miya Buntao slowly picked up the watch and put it back on his wrist with a sluggish movement.

But he didn't touch the check. Obviously, his request for this trip was not for money.

"Mr. Miyamoto, you said on the phone... Feng Xinglang and I don't have much time left? What do you mean?"

Yan Bang rarely cared about his own life or death. As a bloodthirsty man, he has long taken his own life and death lightly. But the matter also concerns Feng Xinglang, so I asked one more question.

"This thing is both a life-saving talisman and a life-saving talisman!"

Miyamoto spoke slowly, "I have told you, Mr. Yan, before... It's just that you were so eager to save Mr. Feng that you didn't listen to what I said. You just said that you were willing to bear any price." .”

"What's the meaning?"

Yan Bang raised his thick black eyebrows and said, "Are you here today to risk your life for me and Feng Xinglang?"

With Miya Buntuo looking so weak and sick at this moment, it is estimated that dozens of him would not be Yan Bang's opponent.

"The one who wants to take your life is not me...but...the Yamaguchi-gumi people!"

Miyamoto closed his wrinkled eyelids slightly, "Ando has come to Shanghai in person... There must be death between you and Feng Xinglang! This is Ando's extraordinarily merciful decision!"

Yan Bang finally understood the general idea: The bird he borrowed from Gong Wentuo for emergency purposes was both a blessing and a curse; it temporarily saved Feng Xinglang's life, but a year later they would come to claim his life again. ! It should be a dog P rule within the Yamaguchi-gumi!

It's just that the Yamaguchi group doesn't take themselves too seriously, right? !

How could they take their lives if they wanted to in broad daylight? !

"Is there another way to deal with it: neither Feng Xinglang nor I need to die?"

Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example, exchange for money or something like that!"

"It shouldn't be possible... If I could, I would have tried it!"

Miya Buntuo darkened his eyebrows, "Actually, I'm here today: I'm just here to deliver a message for Ando... You must have made the decision to die for Feng Xinglang!"

After a slight pause, Miyamoto took a breath and said, "Ando has given you three days to say goodbye to this world!"

Depend on! Three more days?

And he said it so well!

At that time, Yan Bang felt that Gong Wentuo was either terminally ill and talking nonsense, or it was some kind of self-righteous conjecture.

Gong Wentuo stared at Yan Bang for a moment, then slowly and quietly continued: "Actually, you can also choose to let Feng Xinglang take your place..."

Yan Bang glanced at Gong Wentuo and said coldly, "Whoever dares to lay a finger on Feng Xinglang, I will kill him first!"

Gong Wentuo was silent for a long time and then slowly sighed: "I hope Mr. Feng can realize your good intentions!"

Yan Bang waved his hand, "If one of the two must die, then let me, Yan Bang, die! Don't bother Feng Xinglang about this kind of thing, I will handle it alone!"

Yan Bang was skeptical about Gong Wentuo's words.

Although Yan Bang had experienced the elusiveness of the Yamaguchi-gumi gang, it was not enough for Yan Bang to be captured without hesitation.

If he wants Yan Bang's life, he must show some ability.

Yan Bang did not detain Gong Wentuo, who only came to deliver a message. However, judging from Miyamoto's state of being almost dead and almost breathing more than a dead person, he should indeed have suffered some kind of physical and mental punishment over the past year.

Would he really trade his own health for one year of his and Feng Xinglang's life?

It sounds quite mysterious!

…

The road back to Feng's house was smooth. Also peaceful.

After his wife and children fell asleep, Feng Xinglang called Yan Bang while taking a bath.

He knew that Yan Bang was a night owl, and this time was when he was in high spirits.

However, even if Yan Bang had fallen asleep, it would not prevent Feng Xinglang from calling him anytime and anywhere.

Because in front of Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang didn't need a gentleman, let alone any self-restraint.

"Lang? Still not asleep?"

Yan Bang was playing with his cell phone, seemingly hesitant about whether to call Feng Xinglang. Tell him about Miyamoto Bunta and the old immortal Ando coming to Shanghai.

He was thinking that if it was just the nonsense of Gong Wentuo who was terminally ill, wouldn't it have disturbed Feng Xinglang's good sleep in vain? !

Should I mention this, Xing'er, or not?

Yan Bang, who was struggling, received an unsolicited call from Feng Xinglang.

"Well, no!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "By the way, what did you say about bugs when you left... Is Shencheng restless again?"

Feng Xinglang is not afraid of things, but since he had two biological sons, he has become more and more cautious.

In fact, most of the reasons also stem from Cong Gang's death. He lost one of his most powerful and comfortable protections.

"Guess who I just met?" Yan Bang asked back.

"who?"

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "You're not going to provoke Ren Lingyuan again, are you? I'm the chief, will you die if you keep a low profile?"

"...It's Gong Wentuo!" Yan Bang didn't go around in circles with Feng Xinglang.

It felt like it was better to be careful in everything, not to mention that Feng Xinglang, who had two sons, cherished his life even more.

"Miyamoto... Buntuo? That short and sharp Japanese?"

Miya Buntao is quite recognizable, and it is not difficult to instantly think of him.

"Why, he misses President Yan Da again? Wants to renew old friendship with you?" Feng Xinglang teased Yan Bang.

This hobby of Miya Bunta is quite... amazing!

He was short and thin, but he actually fell in love with the tall and thick Yan Bang? ! Just thinking about it makes me crazy!

"He came to ask me for the internal identification device of the Yamaguchi Group."

Yan Bang didn't like Feng Xinglang making such a joke with him. Because except for Feng Xinglang, he had never seen anyone in his eyes.

"It's been a whole year... before he came to ask for it?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

The strong body suddenly sat upright in the bathtub, causing water to overflow.