Chapter 477 Besides, You Can’t Beat Me!

Feng Xinglang stood up and began to put on his blood-stained suit jacket with some difficulty.

He couldn't wear his thermal shirt. Before he pulled out the arrow, it had been cut off by Yan Bang, a savage guy.

Yan Bang stood in front of Feng Xinglang.

The unsmiling Yan Bang looks really scary, with a ferocious air that eats people without spitting out their bones.

But Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was just a paper tiger. At least, that was true in front of him, Feng Xinglang.

Without saying a word, Yan Bang took out Feng Xinglang's mobile phone from his body. Called back the Feng family's number.

Presumably that little guy Feng Tuantuan is still next to the phone.

The call was quickly answered.

"Papa, are you going home? Tuantuan is still waiting for you."

The little cutie remembered Feng Xinglang's mobile phone number. So when she saw that it was Papa Feng Xinglang who called back, she immediately picked up the phone before Butler Mo.

"It's me, Yan Bang! Your father can't go back tonight."

There was no gentleness in Yan Bang's words. Maybe he is just the kind of person who doesn't like to make trouble for little children.

"Why?" The little cutie's voice was full of aggrieved sobs.

"Because your dad is staying here with me tonight!"

Yan Bang said bluntly. He didn't beat around the bush with Feng Tuantuan at all. Naturally, he would not care about the feelings of a little baby.

"But Tuantuan also wants Papa to go home and accompany me!"

Xiao Tuantuan and Yan Bang went straight into a fight.

Perhaps in the little cutie's opinion: Feng Xinglang is her papa, not your Yan Bang's papa. Why should you, Yan Bang, occupy her papa and not go home to accompany her?

Yan Bang was using speakerphone, as if he wanted Feng Xinglang to hear. Listen to how he refused to be clingy like Feng Tuantuan.

"Your dad can only stay here with me tonight! I need him more than you do! Besides, you can't beat me!"

Yan Bang's voice didn't sound like he was teasing a child at all. From beginning to end, he was unsmiling and sharp.

Feng Xinglang was amused by Yan Bang's serious appearance: an adult man ten times his age was actually teasing a little baby... Are they competing for favor?

"Uncle Yan, you are so unreasonable. Feng Xinglang is Tuantuan's papa, not yours!"

A willful little thing is stubborn. It wasn't Yan Bang's few words of threats that could scare him away.

"Feng Xinglang is my friend, like a good brother who is like a brother! I want to let him live here, and no one can stop him! Do you understand?"

Yan Bang doesn't seem to have that much patience anymore.

The cutie on the other end of the phone seemed stunned for a moment, but didn't cry. Perhaps since she was a child, she had never experienced the feeling of being rejected.

"Uncle Yan, are you really going to die?"

The little guy's tone seemed to calm down a bit.

"Um!"

Yan Bang snorted coldly and glanced deeply at Feng Xinglang, "But if your father stays with me tonight, I won't die!"

The little thing on the other end of the phone seemed to sigh.

"Well, Tuantuan will lend you papa for one night tonight! Uncle Yan, please be good and don't die."

Although the little cutie is willful, she is still kind.

In order to make Yan Bang happy, she reluctantly gave up her love and generously lent Papa Feng Xinglang to Yan Bang.

"Tuantuan is so sensible! Go to bed early and die!"

Feng Xinglang really didn't expect Yan Bang to be stuck with a little baby for so long. The key was that he finally won the war of words.

"Yan Bang, are you worried about competing with a little kid?"

Feng Xinglang smiled. The wise eyes are filled with: teasing, contempt, amazement, and admiration.

"You have been a brother slave for so many years...enough! I just don't want to see you continue to be a daughter slave!"

Yan Bang turned off Feng Xinglang's cell phone and threw it aside far away. He reached over and pulled off Feng Xinglang's half-stained suit, and wrapped him in a blanket again.

"You are mine tonight! You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Yan Bang's words were not aggressive, but sounded more like begging.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang lightly and slowly leaned back towards the sofa. He slowly took out a cigarette from a luxurious metal cigarette box and lit it.

"Cong Gang's disappearance has something to do with you, right?"

The topic jumps a little off the track.

Yan Bang looked sideways at Feng Xinglang and asked instead, "What do you think?"

"I guess your sister!"

Like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, Feng Xinglang jumped up and rushed toward Yan Bang, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa. He strangled Yan Bang's neck with his right arm and used the force to kill him.

Firstly, Yan Bang did not expect that Feng Xinglang would suddenly attack him; secondly, Yan Bang took into account Feng Xinglang's injured left shoulder and did not resist with much force at all; until he was strangled to death by Feng Xinglang and almost gasped. He only started to fight back when he was out of breath and might really die.

The body's rapid oxygen consumption in the early stage made Yan Bang's counterattack sluggish; but his endurance was as good as a camel in the desert.

Feng Xinglang strangled him with his right arm for more than three minutes. It wasn't until Feng Xinglang felt that the strength in his arm was being exhausted little by little that Yan Bang pulled Feng Xinglang's arm away with all his strength. His neck.

Feng Xinglang came to a conclusion: if he attacked Yan Bang secretly, there was at least a 70% certainty that he could be killed!

But Yan Bang just stared at Feng Xinglang while breathing heavily, unable to take his eyes away.

"Do you really want to kill me?"

"Well! If you die, I can unify Shencheng!"

Feng Xinglang answered coldly, without covering up.

But Yan Bang smiled, "If you just want to be the boss of Shencheng, just tell me! I can be your dog's leg!"

"Otherwise, you can let me take care of you for a few days to see how incompetent you are!"

"..."

******

Hetun left with his son Lin Nuo for more than three hours, and Xueluo was also nervous for more than three hours.

When I came back, the little guy was lying on Hetun's shoulder very docilely, quietly, without making any noise.

The quieter his son became, the more worried Xueluo became. She could tell that the little thing must be hiding something unpleasant in his heart.

On the other hand, Hetun looked happy.

"Nono, did you have fun with your adoptive father tonight?"

Xueluo asked about the surprisingly quiet little guy in Hetun's arms.

"Happy! Of course I'm happy! Fifteen's performance tonight made my adoptive father very happy!"

Hetun kissed the little guy's cheek with his bearded chin, "Fifteen, why are you unhappy?"

"Fifteen is sleepy and needs to go to bed. Twelve, I'll sleep with you tonight! Good night, mommy, and good night, foster father."

After getting off the ground, the little guy kept his head buried and walked straight towards Xing Twelve's room.