Chapter 724 You Look Even More Handsome without Clothes!

When Feng Xinglang walked in, Xiao Qiao smiled charmingly at him.

"Mr. Feng, you are so handsome!"

Xiao Qiao is very young, at the age of twenty-four or five, in the prime of his life. A simple ponytail shows youthful vitality and makes people look bright and energetic.

But as a special assistant, I'm still a bit green.

"My wife said the same thing. She adores me!"

Feng Xinglang's word "wife" was a pun; because she was his son's appointed secretary, that's why he refused so gracefully.

"You...you have a wife?"

Xiao Qiao seemed quite surprised when he heard Feng Xinglang's word 'wife'.

"Surprised?"

Feng Xinglang smiled handsomely and added: "Not only do I have a wife, but I also have a five-year-old son! He is very cute and very stubborn!"

"Oh..." Xiao Qiao sighed as if she was a little disappointed, biting the corners of her lips, looking beautiful and touching.

"So, do what you should do! Don't covet things you shouldn't get!"

This is direct enough. Feng Xinglang didn't have much patience to figure out speaking skills with a little secretary.

When Feng Xinglang turned around and left, Xiao Qiao's next words really shocked him.

"Mr. Feng, you look even more handsome without any clothes on!"

This girl... is really bold! How dare you tease him, the CEO, in person?

Feng Xinglang turned around again, narrowing his eyes and looking at Hongxia's pretty secretary Xiao Qiao.

"What you said... seems like you've seen me without any clothes on?"

Most women couldn't resist Feng Xinglang's extremely lethal and evil gaze; but this Xiao Qiao looked like a newborn calf who wasn't afraid of tigers. She actually met Feng Xinglang's gaze.

"Of course I've seen it before! You also have a scar on your right rib! It's very cool!"

Xiao Qiao actually answered Feng Xinglang's angry question in a positive tone. Moreover, a detail was also described...

There is indeed a scar on Feng Xinglang's right rib that has not completely healed. There were broken ribs and a punctured lung.

The smile on Feng Xing's handsome face condensed little by little, "I don't remember that I have ever favored you... Where did the gossip come from?"

This Xiao Qiao has only been in the company for three days and has not had the opportunity to enter or leave his lounge. How could he possibly know the details about him!

Did you hear it from gossip? Or did you sneak it in unscrupulous ways?

"I have never been sure whether the person in the photo is you, Mr. Feng. But now it seems that it must be you!"

Xiao Qiao is a smart girl. She can tell from Feng Xinglang's facial expression: the man in the photo is indeed her boss Feng.

"Photo? What photo?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"Mr. Feng, see for yourself!"

Xiao Qiao directly turned the monitor over, "Mr. Feng, since you have a wife and children, you probably don't want to come out! Then these photos, someone must be trying to frame you!"

When Feng Xinglang saw the photos on Xiao Qiao's monitor, a layer of ice slowly condensed on his handsome face.

That bastard Yan Bang actually has that kind of hobby?

It's okay for him to be a pervert on his own, but he actually imitated his classmate Edison and took photos and posted them on the Internet?

Is he looking for death?

"Where did you get these photos...?"

Feng Xinglang suppressed the rage in his body and calmly asked his secretary Xiao Qiao, who had been watching him.

"Oh, it was reprinted from a website called 'The Butterfly That Can't Fly Across the Sea'. However, the original pictures and texts have been deleted, probably for fear of being tracked and traced. What is being circulated on the Internet now are all copies!"

Judging from the shooting direction of those pictures, they should have been taken indoors. The shooting point is fixed. This camera, or micro camera, should be built into Yan Bang's room.

Yan Bang's Yulong City is heavily guarded and ordinary people cannot enter at all.

It seems that Yan Bang’s bitch’s hobby is really disgusting!

"Print a copy of those photos and give it to me." Feng Xinglang said softly.

"Oh, okay!" Xiao Qiao immediately took a set of relatively clear photos for Feng Xinglang.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. Only I have seen these photos for the time being. It took less than an hour from the time the 'Butterfly That Can't Fly Across the Sea' was posted to when it was deleted... It shouldn't be too late to control it now."

Feng Xinglang's brows deepened, "Call Nina and show her these photos. She will know how to deal with it!"

Holding the printed pictures, Feng Xinglang quickly walked out of the secretary's office with a cold, frosty handsome face.

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At this moment, Feng Xinglang had the desire to kill!

There are some things that you can turn a blind eye to. But once it is torn apart and exposed to the spotlight, the meaning is different.

Feng Xinglang always thought that Yan Bang knew this limit. I have always thought that Yan Bang did not dare to cross his bottom line!

Feng Xinglang seemed to have realized something unusual when Yan Bang risked his life to rescue him from the sea of ​​fire.

Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, for a person like Yan Bang, it is better to be sparse than to block him!

But now it seems that no matter whether it is sparse or blocked, it will not help.

Perhaps the only way now is to kill them quickly!

Feng Xinglang's Bentley rushed into Yulong City.

Yan Bang is in the gym, doing functional rehabilitation training on his left arm under the guidance of a doctor.

His broken arm was blown off by Xing Laowu to help Feng Xinglang deal with Hetun. If he hadn't been lucky enough, he would have almost risked his entire life on that freighter.

Yan Bang has never regretted risking his life for Feng Xinglang. For a person like him who never knew when he would suddenly die on the streets, it was really rare for him to have some spiritual pursuits.

"Lang?"

The moment he saw Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang's eyes lit up.

But Feng Xinglang didn't say anything. He rushed up and gave Yan Bang a fierce uppercut, which made Yan Bang's resolute face tilt to the side.

"Feng Xinglang, your way of greeting is quite special...but I like it!"

Yan Bang wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth while chatting with Feng Xinglang with a thick smile.

"You bastard, go to hell!"

Feng Xinglang, in a violent rage, hit Yan Bang head and face one after another. It wasn't until Yan Bang's men realized that Feng Xinglang was really beating him that they stepped forward to surround Feng Xinglang who was committing violence.

At this moment, Yan Bang's face was already covered with blood.

"Jianhu, go get a knife for your second master Feng! He's tired from beating you with your fists. Change the knife and let him continue stabbing!"

Even Yan Bang, whose face was covered in blood, still showed a heart-wrenching protective look when facing the violent Feng Xinglang.