Chapter 326 A Very Manly Man!

When Feng Xinglang walked out of Feng's house, Ye Shinian happened to come over with someone.

"Take care of them!"

Feng Xinglang spoke calmly. It seemed peaceful.

[If you really die, I will take good care of your brother! If I have soup to drink, I will never let your brother drink water! If you can help him go to the toilet, so can I! 】

This silly Baitian, when she should be weak, she is as tough as a rock!

For some reason, Feng Xinglang felt that when he walked out of Feng's house tonight, he felt very calm.

So calm that this is not a journey to death, but an ordinary short trip.

There is a wife waiting for him at home, and an eldest brother who is holding him back.

So Feng Xinglang smiled again. The smile came from the bottom of his heart and slowly expanded on his handsome face.

When the dark black Ferrari rushed out of the Feng family courtyard, Cong Gang's phone call was also answered.

"Cong Gang, if I still can't come from Yulong City in an hour, you can take Lan Youyou to the banquet! It's up to you to figure out how to do it!"

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang slowly raised his breath and said, "Don't kidnap that woman in front of my brother!"

"Um."

Cong Gang just responded with a low hum and hung up the phone.

"..." Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment: How come this kid looks more like a master than him?

To be honest, Feng Xinglang didn't really like Cong Gang's cold personality. There is always an otherworldly state where the relationship between master and servant is as light as water.

In comparison, Feng Xinglang still liked Ye Shinian better: his slippery tone made his status as master very clear!

However, whenever there was something difficult or a top priority, Feng Xinglang's first thought would be Cong Gang.

Leng Ao belongs to Leng Ao, and her loyalty to his master is absolute!

Feng Xinglang's hand holding the steering wheel was a little too hard, and the knuckles between his fingers turned white.

The strange thing is that in this thin line between life and death, what is in Feng Xinglang's mind is not his eldest brother Feng Lixin, but the woman named Lin Xueluo.

It seems that I am reminded of the woman's weak, yet extremely determined words: 'I have soup to drink, and I will never let your brother drink water! If you can help him go to the toilet, so can I! ’

Maybe being strong doesn’t necessarily mean a strong body, but an indomitable heart!

I don't know if it was the woman's silly kindness that moved Feng Xinglang, but Feng Xinglang had a slight smile the whole time.

The dark black Ferrari stirred up strong winds, rolling up the late autumn leaves and dancing them lightly.

Stopping steadily in the parking lot of Yulong City, Feng Xinglang adjusted his breathing before getting out.

In an instant, a dark shadow came towards him.

Feng Xinglang frowned his handsome eyebrows.

In the past, only Bai Mo was the one who engaged in this kind of sneak attack; but I didn't expect that Yan Bang had also been involved in it recently.

The person attacking Feng Xinglang was indeed Yan Bang.

But instead of throwing him over his shoulder after being full like Bai Mo, he hugged Feng Xinglang who had just gotten out of the car.

"Lang, promise me not to be impulsive! Calm down!"

Despite the warning on the phone, Yan Bang still couldn't rest assured; he got away and waited in the parking lot.

"Yan Bang, when did you become such a mother-in-law? Your title as the executioner of Shencheng is really in vain!"

Feng Xinglang couldn't stand Yan Bang, who was even more annoying than his eldest brother Feng Lixin.

I don’t know when this guy became so nagging.

"Lang, we still don't know the background of this poisonous fish. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we win every battle. Let's take a long-term approach."

Yan Bang held Feng Xinglang's shoulders and walked towards his Yulong City while carrying out his persuasion work.

Another long-term plan! The eldest brother Feng Lixin said this, and now Yan Bang said the same; Feng Xinglang was almost tired of hearing these words!

"Aren't you, Yan Bang, a local snake in Shanghai? Why are you still afraid of a poisonous fish?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

As the saying goes: A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake! What's more, that guy named Xing Mu is just a fish!

It’s just poisonous!

Having said that, the fierce fight between the two tigers was not what Yan Bang wanted to see.

Yan Bang almost lost his life after rescuing Feng Xinglang from the sea of ​​fire!

"If I knew it, I wouldn't have helped you date that poisonous fish!"

Seeing Feng Xinglang's look of contempt for him, Yan Bang could only complain bitterly.

Yulong City is the territory of local snake Yan Bang. Yan Bang is also a ruthless character.

Almost all the poker faces inside are from Yan Bang.

Only outside the door of the conference room stood two strangers. It's not that all Yan Bang's poker faces are black, they are both dressed casually.

These two people are both adopted sons by Hetun. One is the third child and the other is the eighth child.

The third child actually smiled and nodded to Feng Xinglang when he passed by him; but the eighth child didn't even raise his eyelids.

It looks like he is the same model as Cong Gang!

The person who hurt eldest brother Feng Lixin is inside this door. Feng Xinglang's mood was not as calm as when he stepped out of the Feng family.

Yan Bang could see that the fluctuations in Feng Xinglang's chest were intensifying. He immediately put his arm around his shoulders and patted him.

"Lang, what do you want to drink? I just got a few bottles of good wine, and you are really enjoying it."

Yan Bang just wanted Feng Xinglang to relax.

But Feng Xinglang didn't appreciate it.

He sped forward a few steps and pushed open the door unhurriedly.

Feng Xinglang saw Hetun among the two at a glance.

Hetun, whose real name is Xing Mu, is about fifty years old.

A very manly man!

Wearing smoky gray casual clothes, he has a powerful aura that destroys the world.

His facial features are resolute and tough, especially his eyes, which reflect the depth of time.

That is the sense of calm that only those who have experienced time can have.

As Cong Gang described: This Hetun has well-developed limbs and a body as strong as a strong cow.

That Schwarzenegger-like body was half-hugged on the sofa in a lazy posture.

But the keenness in his eyes allowed his strong body to wait for opportunities in an instant.

He thought it was an old enemy of his in Chinatown, but Feng Xinglang didn't recognize this poisonous fish at all.

Compared to Hetun, who was steady and calm after years of accumulation, Feng Xinglang seemed much more youthful and energetic.

Because the muscles on his handsome face were beating. Because there is so much hatred and anger built up.

Hetun was also looking at Feng Xinglang. Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked calm and cold.

Perhaps, he had already met the two Feng brothers. This is the first time we have been face to face like this.

"Oh, let me introduce you: this is my second brother, Feng Xinglang."

Yan Bang came over and stood beside Feng Xinglang.

The signal he wants to give back to Hetun is: He is mine, and I hope you can see my Yan Bang's thin face and don't do anything cruel!

"This is the famous Mr. Hetun, who has shocked the whole of South America."

During the whole process of talking, Yan Bang kept close to Feng Xinglang.

Hetun stared at Feng Xinglang with a strange look, not like hatred, but more than hatred.