Chapter 1758 Waiting for Tenderness 34

Old ghost Ando finally really took action?

He actually took advantage of Feng Xinglang's absence! !

Going to meet Old Ghost Ando rashly is more like a sinister trick on his part!

Feng Xinglang stumbled towards the living area and rushed away from the security guards who were surrounding him. He saw Yan Bang sitting next to the Lamborghini.

"Bang...Yan Bang!"

Feng Xinglang rushed over, half-kneeling on the ground to check Yan Bang's injuries, "Bang, where are you injured? Can you speak?"

After hearing Feng Xinglang's urgent cry, Yan Bang thought it was a hallucination he had before he died. Because he really wanted to see Feng Xinglang one last time.

He raised his head, and when he saw that it was Feng Xinglang who came into view, he grinned with difficulty.

"Lang...I've finally waited for you."

Feng Xinglang quickly hugged Yan Bang's upper body, which was about to fall to the ground, and placed his head on his shoulders to prevent him from sagging.

"Bang...where are you injured?" Feng Xinglang asked again anxiously.

"Head! It's the head!"

Shao Yuanjun on the side responded in horror, "Something stuck into the back of Mr. Yan's head... It should be a steel needle or something like that! Mr. Yan... he has been waiting for you to come over..."

Shao Yuanjun, who had always been calm, started to cry softly before he finished speaking.

Feng Xinglang gently touched the back of Yan Bang's head and felt a slight sticky water stain somewhere on the hairline, which should be blood overflowing from the wound; the wound was not big, but it was fatal.

"Lang... I can see you for the last time... I can die in peace!"

Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang with almost all his strength.

Feng Xinglang hugged Yan Bang's lower body tightly, "Bang... hold on! The ambulance is coming! I won't let you die! Did you hear that? I won't let you die!"

They hugged back tightly, bringing each other very close. Yan Bang could easily touch Feng Xinglang's cheek.

"Lang, promise me something..."

"I don't want to promise you anything! I'll leave it to you to handle your own affairs... I don't want to hear it!"

Feng Xinglang tightened his grip on Yan Bang and rubbed his cheek gently, as if he wanted to transfer the heat from his body to him.

"Lang, promise me... not to seek revenge from old ghost Ando... live well... live well with your woman... and your children... live peacefully... Lang... I want you to live well... …alive…”

Hearing Yan Bang's intermittent words, Feng Xinglang's heart was as sharp as a knife.

"Stop talking...stop fucking talking! Hold on, I won't let you die!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Yan Bang tighter and pressed his trembling lips against the side of his face.

"Lang, being able to die in your arms... is actually the best... destination in my life!"

Yan Bang wanted to raise his hand to touch Feng Xinglang's face, but he tried several times without success; it seemed that his brain could no longer control his limbs normally and became weaker and weaker.

Feng Xinglang grabbed Yan Bang's drooping hand and pressed it against his cheek, "Bang, cheer up! Wu Wei is only three years old... He can't live without his father! For Wu Wei... and for me, hold on!" The ambulance is almost here!”

"Lang...if I die...I will be freed...and you...you will be freed too...it's good!"

Yan Bang was smiling, an unnatural and weird smile. It seems that even the direction of facial muscles cannot be controlled.

The steel needle that penetrated deeply into the back of his head had begun to block his nerves.

"The ambulance...where's the fucking ambulance?!"

Feng Xinglang turned his head and yelled hysterically at the surrounding security guards, "Are you all fucking living dead? You, Mr. Yan, have raised you bunch of trash for nothing!"

"Lang... wait for me... wait for me to die... just go and recognize... recognize Hetun! He... he is your... kiss me after all... he will... keep you safe. I I know...you have never...recognized Hetun...there is also...there is also my factor...Hetun...Hetun doesn't like to see me...because...because he hates me deeply...I like you... After I die...everything...everything will...be normal...you...you can also be free..."

Even though he couldn't even speak clearly, Yan Bang's thinking was extremely clear at this moment.

At the moment when he was approaching death, all he could think about was Feng Xinglang's future safety.

"Yan Bang... If you die like this... How can you let me live in peace?"

Feng Xinglang sternly stopped Yan Bang from murmuring.

"Lang...don't...don't do this! I...I just...just deserve to die! I've done so many bad things...it's not a pity to die!"

Yan Bang pressed close to Feng Xinglang's face, "Promise me...don't...don't take revenge...Lang, you live well...is my only...only wish! Remember, first...don't go Seek revenge from old ghost Ando... The second... admit it... recognize Hetun... the third..."

"Yan Bang, stop talking...don't say anything! Hold on...don't die!"

Feng Xinglang murmured tearfully into Yan Bang's ear, "Bang, you can't bear to leave me... You must not be cruel! Live by my side... Go through fire and water for me at any time, you are the most at ease !”

"Lang...Actually, this is really...the best destination for me! What I fear most...is that when I die...I won't have you by my side!"

Yan Bang's strength became weaker and weaker. He tried his best to hug Feng Xinglang tightly, but his body fell uncontrollably.

"Lang... please... hold me tight... send me on my last journey... don't let go! Let me die in your... arms! Never... don't let go! Don't... don't feel sorry for me either! "

Feng Xinglang hugged Yan Bang tightly and was already crying:

"Bang, cheer up...hold on! The ambulance is coming...it's coming soon!"

…

The noisy ambulance came and went.

Feng Xinglang's arms were empty, and he just sat there with a dazed expression; watching the direction of the ambulance leaving, there was a long silence.

It’s also Shanghai where night falls.

He had just had a fight with Feng Yiming when he was full of blood. Feng Lixin, his precious brother who had always been impulsive to protect his brother for bail, once again sought Yan Bang's help.

He was so arrogant that he did not thank anyone at all.

It just feels like a kind of charity that comes as a welcome gift.

When Feng Lixin brought him to thank Yan Bang, the benefactor who had helped their brothers many times, his face was still full of joy;

"Xinglang, please thank Brother Yan!"

The gaze he glanced at Yan Bang was as arrogant as a superior god.

"No need to thank you today! One day, you will thank me back! Because I can make you the boss of Shencheng!"

"Okay! Yan will wait and see!"

From that day on, he began to collude with Yan Bang in Shanghai!

Bowl!