Chapter 946 Greedy Man

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This is Cong Gang's haunted house.

Not just withering, but also depressing silence.

Xing Er brought people to blast it, and almost all the ruins were covered by tenacious vines.

It seems that no one has lived here for a long time!

But who can be sure that there may be some other kind of non-human species living in this piece of ruined underground!

Feng Xinglang could feel that the hand of the driver Xiao Hu pushing his wheelchair was trembling.

Xiao Hu drives very steadily, and is very down-to-earth and sincere; but it is not suitable to be brought to this kind of occasion.

"Second Master, it's so creepy here, what are you doing here?"

The driver Xiao Hu thoughtfully tucked up the windshield blanket for Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang responded with two words in a low voice, "Enjoy the cool!"

"..." I have to say, it's really cool here. Not only is the environment shady enough, but it also makes people feel chills both physically and mentally.

"Little Hu, you can climb up and have a look."

Feng Xinglang, who was unable to move, could only let Xiao Hu climb up the pile of ruins to search. Hope to find some useful clues.

"……oh."

Xiao Hu's answering voice trembled.

At the lower end of the hillside, there is a large cemetery; it should not be long after the new construction, and there will be all kinds of horror legends.

When driving the car through the cemetery, the driver Xiao Hu's scalp was already numb, and his hands and palms were sweating. Now he is asked to climb this dilapidated building that looks like a grave, which really challenges the driver Xiao Hu's psychological bottom line.

"ah……!"

Xiao Hu, who had just climbed two steps, suddenly let out a terrified scream.

"What's wrong? What did you see?"

Feng Xinglang asked sharply.

"A... a furry thing... seems to have... seems to have a tail... just crawled off the back of my foot..."

"Look at how you've been coaxed? Don't you still have shoes on your feet!"

Feng Xinglang reprimanded him softly.

It greatly exceeded the psychological endurance limit of the driver Xiao Hu, and he immediately stumbled and fell from the dilapidated building.

"Second Master, let's stop watching. It's really scary here!"

"You're so creepy! You're a big, thick man, don't you really think there are ghosts in this world?"

When the word 'ghost' was mentioned, the driver Xiao Hu's legs immediately became weak.

"Second Lord, I'd rather believe what I have than what I don't have!"

"If there is a ghost, there is still a place for you to stand on this earth?"

Seeing the driver Xiao Hu's frightened look, Feng Xinglang was also furious.

"Second Master, let's go back! If you really want to enjoy the cool, I will accompany you back to the top floor of GK Venture Capital. Not only is it cooler there, but you can also see the night view of Shanghai!"

"Let's play!"

Feng Xinglang drove the wheelchair towards the ruined wall by remote control, until the wheelchair was blocked by the blasted reinforced concrete.

It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.

Where will the people who originally lived here go?

Intuition told Feng Xinglang that that person should have returned to Shencheng. He started his shady and obscene behavior again!

No matter whether he is fighting Yan Bang or tearing up with Hetun, as long as the safety of Feng Xinglang's wife and children is not involved, he can still watch the good show 'calmly'.

But now, he has already touched his weakness, which Feng Xinglang absolutely does not allow, and absolutely cannot accept.

"Xiao Hu, you said dig up this piece of bricks and concrete, and see if you can dig out some ghosts?"

In the darkness, Feng Xinglang's cold swishing voice came, and the driver Xiaohu shuddered.

"Second...Second master, your leg is still hurting, and there is a lot of yin here, let's go back!"

The driver, Xiao Hu, was already buried by the terrifying atmosphere around him.

This is a barren mountain, and so many new cemeteries have been built...

"Hiss... ouch!"

A shrill sound, similar to the scream of some kind of feline animal, came from the ruined wall, and the driver Xiao Hu instinctively leaned towards Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.

"Second Master, did you hear... It seems... There seems to be a ghost here!"

"..."

To be honest, at that time Feng Xinglang really wanted to scare the driver, Xiao Hu, who was about to be frightened; but Feng Xinglang's mood didn't look bright, and with his physical inconvenience, he gave up on such an idea .

But he still played with Xiao Hu in terms of words, "Then do you think my voice sounds like the ghost voice you heard?"

"ah……"

Xiao Hu screamed uncontrollably, and it was not right to run away for a while, or not to run away.

"Second Master, don't scare me... I'm almost going crazy from being scared by you!"

Xiao Hu had a bitter face, as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Seeing that Xiao Hu was about to pee his pants, Feng Xinglang could only give up his plans for tonight.

If it wasn't because of his inconvenient legs and feet to drive, Feng Xinglang really wanted to continue teasing Xiao Hu who was frightened by the 'ghost'.

I always feel that the second master tonight is really weird!

How could anyone come to such a gloomy place to enjoy the cool?

On the way back to Feng's house, Xiao Hu's hands holding the steering wheel were still trembling.

"Little Hu, don't tell anyone what happened tonight, including the second wife! Otherwise, I will leave you here alone to guard the grave!"

Feng Xinglang wanted to find that person to have a good talk with before the matter got out of control!

"Please don't, Second Master... I just don't say anything to anyone!"

It wasn't until he turned into the asphalt road leading to the city that Xiao Hu's trembling hands got better.

*****

"Dad, why did you come back? My son is very worried about you!"

Just as Xiao Hu pushed Feng Xinglang's wheelchair out of the business car, a sturdy little figure flew out of the living room of the Feng family's villa.

With the energy of wheezing and wheezing, the little guy jumped onto his father Feng Xinglang's wheelchair. He didn't even realize that his own father still had a broken leg.

"My son is so filial... Come, let my father kiss me."

The intimacy of the father and son warmed Xueluo who had been waiting for a long time.

"Nonuo, come down quickly! Stop pestering your father, your father's leg is still injured!"

Xueluo loudly reminded her son who was having fun in his father Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.

At the same time, she saw a timid little figure holding a box or something like that and hiding at the gate of the courtyard half-hidden.

It's Fengtuantuan!

Presumably, Lan Youyou should be paying attention to her family nearby!

"My dear father likes me to pester him! Right dear father?"

The little guy is playing cute to please. Arched Feng Xinglang's chin with his small head, like a restless little beast.

Xueluo walked over to the father and son in the wheelchair. He wanted to forcibly lift his son off Feng Xinglang's body, but he didn't notice the man's strong arm grabbing him, and the woman fell down on Feng Xinglang. on the other leg.

The pain was still a little bit painful, after all, the broken fibula did not heal so quickly.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

Worried that the man would be injured again, Xueluo quickly used both hands to support the armrest of the wheelchair to reduce the pressure of his own weight on the man.

"Husband also likes you pestering me!"

The corners of the man's thin lips raised slightly in a nice curve, which was charming no matter how you looked at it.

With matching movements, Feng Xinglang lightly pecked his wife's cheek.

"Hate!"

With a soft murmur, Xueluo pushed away the man who was in love with him.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you kissed me, and even my mommy... You are too greedy!"

The little guy was a little dissatisfied with his father Feng Xinglang's cuteness. You can't have all the advantages taken by your own father, can you?

"Dad is so greedy!"

Feng Xinglang rubbed and kissed his son's emotional little cheek a few more times, "With you and your mommy, it's my dad's world!"

That's right... Xueluo still loves to hear it!

However, Xue really couldn't bear to keep a 4-year-old child waiting for a long time.

"Tuantuan? It's so late, why are you here?"

The darkness at the gate of the courtyard almost engulfed most of Feng Tuantuan's small body.

Hearing her aunt calling her, she carried the box and walked towards her uncle's wheelchair.

"Hello, Aunt. I'm mama... No, it's my papa who asked me to bring this box of mango pies for my uncle to taste."

It's not difficult to hear that she changed her words midway since she was cute: she said that after being told by someone.

Is there any difference between Lan Youyou's delivery and Feng Lixin's delivery?

It seems that there is such a little difference!

If Lan Youyou asked her to give it to her... Then her sister-in-law seemed to care too much for her uncle Feng Xinglang!

But if it was Feng Lixin who sent it... what it showed at most was the brotherly love between brothers!

"You papa only want you to bring mango pie to your uncle?"

Xueluo sighed intentionally, "Then what if my aunt and Brother Nuonuo want to eat?"

Feng Tuantuan was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately replied sweetly: "Aunt and brother Nuonuo can eat too! There are so many in the box!"

"Slug! What are you doing here again? Is your big witch Mummy thinking of some bad idea again?"

In fact, Lin Nuo doesn't really hate the crying Feng Tuantuan; but for her mother, Lan Youyou, the little guy is still very resistant.

Presumably, as long as Lan Youyou stays in Feng's house for a day, such resistance will always exist!

"No...my mommy is at home all day learning how to make mango pie that my uncle loves!"

The little cutie said a little aggrieved.

"Who wants to eat the mango pie made by your mommy? My own father won't eat it! Right my dear father?"

Lin Nuo, who was yelling at Feng Tuantuan, turned his head to the side to get his father Feng Xinglang's support.

"Nonuo, don't yell at Sister Tuantuan like that!"

Xueluo scolded her son warmly.

Be aware: there are at least two pairs of eyes staring right here.

How to say, you have to take Feng Lixin's feelings into consideration!

Taking a step back, if Feng Lixin hadn't sacrificed his own health, the one who was disfigured and disabled back then would have been her husband, Feng Xinglang!

"What kind of mango pie is it? Your mommy has to learn it all day? Show it to uncle!"

Feng Xinglang did not defend his clamoring son; instead, he spoke to appease his aggrieved niece, Feng Tuantuan.

"Uncle, you have to try it!"

After getting permission from her uncle Feng Xinglang, the cutie immediately broke into a smile and brought over the mango pie in her hand.