Chapter 832: Driven Crazy by Feng Xinglang!

Cong Gang was not surprised when Feng Xinglang said he would cooperate with him.

If anyone was treated like that by his biological father, he would have some resentment and resistance.

Cong Gang stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's eyes.

In fact, Feng Xinglang was not cruel. Compared with the cruel and vicious old poisonous fish He Tun, he was nothing.

It can even be said that Feng Xinglang was kind.

He was kind to Feng Lixin, Lan Youyou, Yan Bang... He would also choose to be kind to his biological father He Tun!

Every time Feng Xinglang got angry, Cong Gang thought it was just a small fight. Even if it was to him, Cong Gang, who was either beaten or scolded, it was only limited to the flesh.

Perhaps it was because Feng Xinglang was so loyal and righteous that he had so many willing followers around him.

Cong Gang was naturally one of them!

The two looked at each other, Cong Gang paused for a long time before he spoke slowly: "He Tun... after all, he is your biological father in physics. Whether from the perspective of ethics or the relationship of blood is thicker than water, it is more appropriate for me to take action!"

"He is not my... father. Not now, and never in the future! Never!"

Feng Xinglang's eyes became fierce. It seems that he doesn't like to hear any words about "He Tun".

He has been rejecting in this evasive way.

"You sound like a three-year-old child! The existence of He Tun is not something you can avoid just because you want to avoid it!"

Cong Gang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the tip of his thumb, "Feng Xinglang, you are actually very kind! Your magnanimity is not something that ordinary people can do. Take me for example, I can't do it!"

"Let me out!"

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang with a cold look. He really didn't want to listen to Cong Gang's analysis of other people's humanity.

It's like a person showing his weaknesses nakedly in front of others.

"Yes. Tomorrow night, you can leave here. Live the life you want."

And the last sentence: I will pave the way for you!

"You lock me up here like an animal, do you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

Feng Xinglang asked coldly. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, a little bitter, and his expression was slightly tinged with sadness.

"Not at all!"

Cong Gang exhaled slightly, "You are trapped in your body, and I am trapped in my heart! You should believe that it is my own heart that is trapped and hurting you!"

"Fuck you! Do you think I will forgive you if you say a few sentimental words?"

Feng Xinglang was furious again, and he rushed over and slapped Cong Gang's disgusting face. The two of them wrestled together in an instant.

In terms of fighting skills and practical experience, Feng Xinglang is far less sharp than Cong Gang; but Feng Xinglang's size and explosive power seem to be better than Cong Gang, so Cong Gang can't get any advantage under Feng Xinglang's sudden attack.

Feng Xinglang's attack was very heavy, and Cong Gang not only had to prevent him from killing himself, but also had to consider whether Feng Xinglang would hurt himself.

Wei Kang felt that: Boss should be sure to win the PK with Feng Xinglang.

But looking at this situation, it seems that he is obviously at a disadvantage again!

Wei Kang's brows were wrinkled: wondering whether he should go in or not?

Even if he went in, would he help Boss to beat Feng Xinglang, or help Feng Xinglang to beat his own boss?

Because Cong Gang had emphasized a sentence more than once: Feng Xinglang's life priority will always be ranked before his!

Wei Kang felt that even if Boss wanted to take revenge and kidnapped Feng Xinglang as his bargaining chip, it would only be a formality.

In fact, what Wei Kang is really worried about is Cong Gang himself.

It seems that Cong Gang is reluctant to kill Feng Xinglang and his son. This means that no matter whether it is the father or the son, these two chips cannot be used as real chips for Cong Gang!

If this is the case, He Tun has the upper hand; coupled with his many minions, it is not certain who will win this game.

It seems that Cong Gang does not care about the result! He only cares about the process!

The process of torturing He Tun!

What kind of deep hatred is there between Boss and He Tun?

It seems that we can only know it tomorrow night.

Cong Gang, who was beaten and scarred by Feng Xinglang, never mentioned that he had caught another chip in his hand, that is, Feng Xinglang's biological son Feng Linnuo.

Cong Gang felt that if he told Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang would go crazy! If Feng Xinglang went crazy, it would be equivalent to him going crazy with him! Driven crazy by Feng Xinglang!

So, Cong Gang chose to remain silent.

Xing Er had a deep look on his face, silently listening to Xue Luo's description of Cong Gang's appearance.

Although it was a little different from the person he had imagined, he was still sure: Cong Gang was Song Tai.

A person's appearance can be adjusted, but a person's body shape, outline, and behavior habits are difficult to change.

Xing Er thought that Song Tai, that is, Cong Gang, had already been shattered and turned into ashes in the revenge ten years ago, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

The past ten years of sleeping on straw and tasting gall allowed him to make a comeback again.

This time, he did not fight to his death, but chose to outsmart.

And Cong Gang also had two chips in his hand, one big and one small, Feng Xinglang and his son.

"Back then, I should have eradicated it!" Hetun sighed slightly, "Being kind to the enemy is cruelty to yourself!"

Xueluo was startled: It turns out that Cong Gang and Hetun had already developed a deep hatred!

It's no wonder that Cong Gang knows Hetun's behavior so well!

"Father, Xing Lang and Shi Shi should be safe until Songtai informs you."

Xing Er'an protects Hetun, who is worried.

Only then did Xueluo realize that Hetun's gray hair had grown a lot more in the past ten days. Perhaps her longing for her husband and children can be expressed, but Hetun hides most of her emotions deep in her heart.

"Second brother, please take a trip: Shi Fifteen said he had been to Songtai's haunted house before; Shanghai is not a big city, and there are not many haunted houses like the one Shi Shi described! I think the drive only takes about half an hour to an hour. Within hours. You are the person who knows Songtai best. If you lead someone to find him, I think they will find him."

"This is what I should do. I was too careless...I thought Songtai was already dead!"

Hetun waved his hand, looking really exhausted.

"It's okay not to mention the past!"

After Xing Er and the others left Repulse Bay, Xueluo asked Xing Twelve carefully:

"Twelve, do you know the deep hatred between your adoptive father and that Cong Gang?"