Chapter 389 Do You Look Like Your Mom Or Your Dad?

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"It's not as important as me? Heh, I'm not your real father, so there's no need for you to be so filial to me!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

Yan Bang smiled brightly, reached out and squeezed the back of Feng Xinglang's neck moderately.

"I can't remember what my own father looks like! But I will never forget your appearance, Feng Xinglang!"

"If your mother has no objection, I don't mind adopting you as my son!" Feng Xinglang sneered.

When he raised his hand and pushed away Yan Bangka's arm pinched on the back of his neck, Yan Bang discovered the wound on Feng Xinglang's shirt on his left arm.

"Lon, are you hurt?"

Yan Bang touched the blood on the shirt with his hand, "The wound is new! Who attacked you?"

While talking, Yan Bang was already looking around for abnormalities in the room.

"Don't be nervous! I accidentally touched it myself! I was a little dazed just now."

Feng Xinglang chose to hide it from Yan Bang.

It's not that he doesn't trust Yan Bang, based on his friendship with him for many years, Yan Bang, a friend, is worthy of Feng Xinglang's trust.

However, Cong Gang's phrase "Do you want me to die again" more or less made him have reservations about Yan Bang.

The key point is that Feng Xinglang knows that Yan Bang has always been a hard-hearted and ruthless character. He didn't want Yan Bang to make that almost ruthless choice again!

He knew that Yan Bang would choose him without hesitation! As for Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo, Yan Bang could almost turn a blind eye to them!

"Why are you so careless? Let me bandage you! There should be a medicine box in your brother's medical room."

Yan Bang was about to get up, but Feng Xinglang stopped him.

He really didn't want Yan Bang to find out that he had a tracker on his biceps. Otherwise, there will be a lot of nonsense.

"This small wound can't kill anyone! Get out, and don't disturb my sleep anymore!"

Feng Xinglang pulled the festive quilt over his body, and covered his injured arm under it. Then close your eyes and start to rest.

Yan Bang stopped in his tracks, but did not leave. Instead, he walked around half of the window and lay flat on the side near the window.

Feeling the slump, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes, and saw Yan Bang lying on the side.

"Get out!" Feng Xinglang roared.

"It's useless! These three days, either, let me guard you; or, you follow me back to Yulong City!"

As soon as Yan Bang's words came out, Feng Xinglang became violent.

What he hates the most now is when someone forces him to do such boring multiple-choice questions.

The beast is still fighting, the way men solve problems has always been rough!

But also simple!

An hour later, Yan Bang, whose nose was bruised and face swollen by Feng Xinglang, finally walked out of the courtyard of Feng's villa.

"Bang, your face, this is..."

The little brother who was guarding outside the courtyard of the villa greeted him.

"Accidentally knocked! Ask again and cut your tongue!"

Yan Bang snorted angrily.

"You stay here! Feng Xinglang follows him as soon as he goes out! Then report to me!"

Accidentally touched the scar on his face, "Hiss" Yan Bang let out another painful cold twitch:

This Feng Xinglang acted like he was desperate for his life!

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Yan Bang left, but Feng Xinglang waited in the dark for a long time, but Cong Gang came in to look for him.

Tomorrow we have an appointment at Hetun. Although Feng Xinglang was eager to save people, he would not act recklessly. He had to plan a specific plan with Cong Gang.

If people want to be saved, revenge must be avenged.

Didn't Cong Gang find out that Yan Bang had left the Feng family?

Or was he afraid of Yan Bang's ruthlessness, and fled first by himself?

Not appropriate! Because Cong Gang is not the kind of slow and insensitive person, let alone a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!

After waiting for a few more minutes, but before seeing Cong Gang's figure, Feng Xinglang jumped up from the top of the scorpion in a dry manner.

Feng Xinglang went first to Feng Lixin's medical room.

There was no Cong Gang inside, and all the items were still neatly placed.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: Did Cong Gang really leave the Feng family?

He turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but Feng Xinglang stopped in his tracks again.

Where else could it be cleaner than elder brother Feng Lixin's medical room?

This place really exists! That is the sun room on the third floor.

Sure enough, in the sun room, Feng Xinglang saw Cong Gang quietly in the darkness, like a sculpture.

I don't know what he is thinking about in the dark night, I just feel that this person has too many unknown secrets.

Feng Xinglang will not interfere with his past and his inner world.

The only thing Feng Xinglang can be sure of is that the current Cong Gang will only be loyal to him! Serve him!

I wanted to ask Cong Gang: Did the phrase 'You want me to die again' that he said when Yan Bang came into Feng's house, did he mean that his death a few days ago was related to Yan Bang?

But Feng Xinglang didn't ask the bottom of this topic. Because no matter what the result is, it's not what Feng Xinglang wants to know!

"The last time you saw Hetun, did he say the reason why you two should be killed?"

Cong Gang can catch any slight sound within ten meters behind him without turning around. Even including a person's breathing and heartbeat.

"He said my long face didn't fit his eyes!"

This is the original words of Hetun. For this reason, Feng Xinglang did not believe it.

"It's just an excuse for him to kill people for fun!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

Cong Gang turned around and quietly looked at Feng Xinglang who was facing the moonlight. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could get a general idea.

"It's not an excuse! It's the real reason! Hetun doesn't need to make any excuses for himself! He doesn't cut it either!"

It seems that Cong Gang really knows Hetun very well.

"Then what do you mean... you can save yourself from killing yourself by going to the whole thing?"

Feng Xinglang smiled coldly. There is a sense of ridicule, but more of full of hostility.

Cong Gang approached Feng Xinglang a little closer, to a distance of one meter. He stared deeply at Feng Xinglang's face.

The lines are clear and sharp, the facial features are rich and handsome; the thin lips are slightly raised, evoking a hint of evil and wantonness.

"Have you ever met Hetun?"

Cong Gang asked again.

"The devil knows! Could it be related to my saving you?" Feng Xinglang's thinking was very quick.

Cong Gang said firmly, "No!"

"That's why Hetun wants to kill people, and he doesn't need any reason at all! So my face doesn't fit his eyes, and that's why he wants to kill us brothers."

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

But Cong Gang shook his head, "An upstart chaebol in a small Shencheng can't arouse Hetun's interest, and let him work hard to bring so many people to encircle you!"

Cong Gang's eyes once again fell on Feng Xinglang's handsome face: it must be the problem with this face!

So, he asked lightly:

"Do you look like your mother, or your father?"