Chapter 1950 What I Want...

Cong Gang raised his head and looked into the distance.

In the blue sky, white clouds like cotton wool float. The blossoming soft clouds are swaying leisurely with the wind, thick or light, changing their favorite shapes from time to time!

It’s so leisurely and comfortable!

Feng Xinglang's patience was not good at the moment, and anxiety and anger were building up in his body. He was waiting for Cong Gang's answer.

Since Cong Gang didn't let Cobain avoid him, he was mentally prepared to answer his doubts.

I just don’t know if he wants to demonstrate with him? Or are you warning him?

"Cobain is my apprentice."

After a long time, Cong just let out a faint voice.

"What? Cobain is your apprentice? Did you just accept him?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

Cong Gang stopped looking at him, glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, who was holding back his anger, and said calmly: "It's always been the case!"

"Always? Haha! You actually placed your apprentice beside Hetun for so many years? Cong Gang... No, resourceful Mr. Songtai, you have played a big game of chess!"

Feng Xinglang hummed every word, and suddenly he felt that the Cong Gang in front of him was no longer the same Cong Gang as before!

"Feng Xinglang, you are more excited than I thought!"

After Cong Gang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, he hummed lightly and asked: "Cobain is my apprentice and also the adopted son of Hetun. Is there a problem with this? It's just his dual identity! It's like : Hetun was once your sworn enemy, but now he has become your filial biological father! In fact, this is not a conflict or contradiction!"

Feng Xinglang seemed to be unable to listen to Cong Gang's explanation and his metaphors!

The deep frustration and anger of being deceived came to his heart, and Feng Xinglang's fists clenched.

"Is this all your conspiracy? Including you pretending to be ambushed by Cobain and becoming a prisoner of Hetun, and then forcing me to shoot at Hetun?"

Feng Xinglang hissed, the anger bursting out of his chest distorting his handsome face.

"Originally, I wanted to fulfill your duty as a filial son: I would shoot at Hetun, and then make you hate me! It would end with your family happily reunited! But later, I still felt that this shot It’s more appropriate for you to open it! Because the nature is different and the meaning is also different!”

Cong Gang looked deeply at Feng Xinglang and smiled lightly, "Fortunately, you didn't disappoint me!"

"Ha... haha!" Feng Xinglang chuckled coldly again, "Cong Gang, you really think about me!"

Cong Gang could hear this irony. He didn't answer, just turned around and looked straight ahead.

"Then what do you want to do next? Let Cobain assassinate Hetun?" Feng Xinglang asked sternly.

"Yeah...why didn't I think of that?!"

Cong Gang smiled dryly, "If Cobain had assassinated Hetun ten years ago... Feng Lixin wouldn't have been burned so badly by the fire! And you, Feng Xinglang, wouldn't have been burned so badly by the fire!" Hetun broke his leg, drained the blood, and was almost mummified!"

"Okay Cong Gang! Can you not mention that bad thing about old sesame seeds and rotten millet?!"

Feng Xinglang impatiently interrupted Cong Gang's narration, "Tell me what you want to do next! Do you want Hetun to bow down to you? Or do you want me to bow down to you?!"

"Father and son are of the same mind so quickly?"

Cong Gang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, "It's not surprising! After all, you still have the blood of Hetun flowing in your body! After all, this blood will be thicker than water after all!"

Feng Xinglang's face was horribly distorted. It seems that he is holding back some anger but has no way of venting it.

"I don't owe Hetun! I never have! The reason why I forgive him is not because his blood is flowing in my body, but it is my shame! In my heart, I am still Feng Yishan's son !Even though he has been abusing me and cannot accept me!"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and tried to calm down, "Cong Gang, you should understand me!"

"Don't...don't praise me! I really don't understand you!"

Cong Gang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, who was analyzing himself, "Actually, it's quite simple: tell Hetun that Cobain is my apprentice, and let Hetun kill him quickly. Wouldn't the problem be solved?!"

"..." Is there any master who betrays his apprentice like this? Or is this caterpillar that has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger testing him, Feng Xinglang?

"A waning old man...just let him be! Today's Shencheng belongs to you and me!" Feng Xinglang said softly.

"What do I want from Shen Cheng?"

Cong Gang snorted coldly, "I don't have as big ambitions as you! I just want to sip tea and look at the scenery every day, just like an ant, muddle along and end up in chaos!"

Is this guy really speaking from the bottom of his heart? You are playing nonsense with yourself again! Believe him and you will be fooled!

"Then I will drink tea with you and watch the scenery with you!"

With pious movements, Feng Xinglang took Cong Gang's remaining tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

To be honest, even if you know that Feng Xinglang is being hypocritical, it still makes your heart flutter when you hear it.

"There's no need to humiliate yourself in such a low profile, right?"

Cong Gang narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Xinglang with a half-smile: "If you want to beg me to let Hetun go, just ask! I won't force you to kneel down to beg me or anything, you're afraid What are you afraid of!"

"What does it mean to kneel down? As long as you are willing, Uncle Cong, I will satisfy your hobby at any time!"

Feng Xinglang's handsome face smiled so brightly.

"I'm quite happy now..." Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang who was talking about trains with a smile.

"Then will you kneel down to Uncle Cong now?"

Feng Xinglang bowed forward, supported himself on the edge of the wicker chair, and then slowly approached someone's face, "Where do you think I should kneel?"

Cong Gang couldn't avoid it and took a breath of his breath: "Forget it for today, wait until you bring your son with you next time to give me this gift!"

"Catworm, if you dare to act like a monster again, I will strip you naked and throw you on the pedestrian street in the city center, and then let everyone watch!"

"Just you?"

Just as Cong was about to turn his face, he bumped into Feng Xinglang's nose and turned away again.

"Do you really think I can't deal with you? Cong Gang, since I can let you live, I can also let you die!" Feng Xinglang hissed fiercely.

"You want my life... now is your chance!" Cong Gang answered calmly.

"Cong Gang, I really treat you as a brother and a close friend! You feel a sense of accomplishment by deceiving me like this?"

"The relationship between me and Cobain... existed long before you showed up! How can I say it's a lie?"

Feng Xinglang stared closely at Cong Gang's messy eyes, which had nowhere to hide, and spoke in a deep voice from his thin lips:

"I believe you!"