Chapter 973 Don’t Sleep yet, Wait for Me!

When Captain Jian came in, he happened to catch Feng Xinglang's slap in the face.

To be honest, Captain Jian was briefly confused at that time.

He thought that Yan Bang would fly into a rage and have a fierce fight with Feng Xinglang; but he didn't expect that Yan Bang just caressed his beaten cheek and smiled. With that look, he just had to send his other cheek over and let Feng Xinglang slap him!

"Captain Jian, can't you stop me?"

Feng Xinglang asked Captain Jian who was stunned at the door.

"I really can't stop it...Mr. Feng, you'd better go to my office to avoid it."

Team Jian has tried his best. He really wanted to help Feng Xinglang get through this for Yan Bang, but it seemed that judging from the current situation, there didn't seem to be any improvement.

"Bang, I will give everything I have to protect you!"

Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang.

Yan Bang nodded, "With your words, even if I go through fire and water, it's worth it!"

After a brotherly hug, Feng Xinglang was pushed into Captain Jian's office by Basong.

He could clearly see Yan Bang being handcuffed by the special police, and then leaving the detention room with a gun on the back of his head.

Yan Bang couldn't see Feng Xinglang in the office and just smiled in the general direction.

He smiled calmly, without any anger.

After all, his aggrieved behavior could not save Yan Bang. It seems that Hetun is determined to put Yan Bang to death. In addition, some officials in the yamen had long been dissatisfied with Yan Bang. The combination of these two conditions destined Yan Bang to be exposed this time.

Feng Xinglang sat quietly in his wheelchair, listening to the piercing siren that sounded from near to far, and finally disappeared.

Captain Jian pushed open the door and walked in. He was silent for a while before speaking.

"Mr. Feng, someone is here to protect you!"

Feng Xinglang did not respond, but waved his hand towards Team Jian to indicate that he understood.

"Then I'll go to the reception first, and you can rest for a while."

Yan Bang was taken away by people from the provincial department, and Team Jian was also very embarrassed. But Shencheng still has Feng Xinglang, so it's not the worst ending.

Feng Xinglang remained silent, and Basong followed suit.

"Mr. Feng, you haven't had dinner yet."

After a long time, Basong finally reminded him in a low voice.

"You are hungry?"

Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

"Yes...a little bit."

Basong told the truth. From noon to now, almost late at night, he has been by Feng Xinglang's side. The master hasn't eaten yet, so of course he won't eat either.

"Then let's go out to eat!"

"Oh well."

Basong was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to be so easy to talk to. Boss said that Feng Xinglang would be difficult to serve, but he didn't expect that this new master would be so approachable.

When Basong left in his wheelchair, he saw Hetun in the hall. There is also Xing Twelve who has been following Hetun.

It seems that the person Captain Jian said was coming to protect him is undoubtedly Hetun!

Feng Xinglang didn't even glance at his own father, and left the police station in an indifferent manner.

Instead of letting Basong go back to Feng's house directly, he found a food stall that was open late at night.

Feng Xinglang can eat food stalls, and Basong can certainly eat it too. Basong is much easier to talk to than Feng Xinglang!

"Can you get used to it?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Yes!" Basong responded repeatedly, "I'm just worried about Mr. Feng..."

"Before, I rarely ate in places like this... Subconsciously, I thought this street stall was dirty, and only poor people like this would come to this kind of place to make do!"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of beer and his eyes seemed to wander.

"Mr. Feng, given your distinguished status, it is indeed not suitable for you to come here..."

Before Basong finished speaking, Feng Xinglang shook his head.

"Later, that boy would bring me to have a meal from time to time! But now, he seems to have disappeared from Shencheng... leaving one by one, in various ways!"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and drank the beer in the glass. After three or four glasses, a bottle of beer is bottomed out!

"So, there is no end to the banquet!"

Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced at Basong lightly, "Maybe the two of us will part ways in the near future!"

Basong didn't know how to answer Feng Xinglang's sigh.

He wanted to comfort Feng Xinglang, but he didn't know where to comfort him. He just looked at Feng Xinglang stupidly.

"Eat quickly! The food is cold!"

Feng Xinglang put down the empty wine glass in his hand, but did not continue to drink. Picking up the chopsticks, he began to fill his hungry stomach with food.

The call was from Xueluo.

This phone call took a lot of effort.

Watching Hetun, who ignored him and left the police station, he followed Feng Xinglang's car with aloofness.

It wasn't until Hetun saw his own son drinking one cup after another that his leg was still injured that Hetun called Xing Shishi.

Xing Shishi informed Xueluo of Feng Xinglang's whereabouts. And asked Xueluo to make a drinking call to Feng Xinglang.

Hetun disliked Basong around Feng Xinglang. I always felt that Basong was a little weird, and his purpose of getting close to Feng Xinglang was not simple.

Unfortunately, Feng Xinglang chose to keep Basong by his side and let Xing Shisi protect Xueluo and his son.

After thinking for a few seconds, Xueluo decided to make the call.

Feng Xinglang is her husband, and she is Feng Xinglang's wife. She should be the closest person to him!

"Hmm...why haven't you fallen asleep yet?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.

"Can't sleep! I'm waiting for you to come back!"

Xueluo turned over, "But your son and niece are already asleep."

Xueluo mentioned the two children on purpose. She just wanted to make Feng Xinglang realize in a subtle way: He was a man with a wife, children, and a family!

"Basong and I are eating food outside! We'll be back soon!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was a little tired.

"Oh, then drink less! Your leg is still injured!"

Xueluo's voice was warm and extended, making it sound a little bit coquettish.

Such soft warning sounds will make men feel comfortable listening to them.

"Yeah...I know! Don't sleep yet, I have to do homework with my husband later!"

The man's voice took on a tired crimson tone.

"Hate!"

Xueluo murmured, "Come back soon! Tell Basong to stop drinking, he still has to drive!"

After a slight pause, he heard Feng Xinglang's scolding voice coming from the phone, "Basong, my wife asked you not to drink! Do you hear me?"

"I heard that, Mrs. Feng! I will send Mr. Feng back to your home safely!"

Basong leaned over and shouted.

In a quiet street, the transmission is enough for everyone in the street to hear clearly.

Of course you can hear the snow falling on the other end of the phone!

****

"Boss, Yan Bang has been taken away from Shanghai by the special police!"

"Oh, I see!"

"Lang Ge, he..."

"What's wrong with him? Is he in great pain? Is he desperately looking for his biological father?"

"Is this true... Hetun went to the police station to rescue Lange! Lange is having supper with Lao Liu at the food stall and drank some wine!"

Cong Gang was silent for a long time.

"By the way, Boss, what should we do with this guy Bai Mo?"

"Send it to a corner of Yezhuang! He will wake up on his own early tomorrow morning."

"The five million in cash sent by the old man..."

"Are you short of money?"

"It's not very lacking! But we still need some funds to rebuild the villa in Qibei Mountain City!"

"Don't worry! It hasn't been cleaned up yet!"

"So what should we do next?"

"Find an opportunity to fulfill Lan Youyou's wish!"

"Okay Boss!"

****

To be precise, Bai Mo was woken up by the wooden board under his waist.

You must know that Bai Mo has been delicate and expensive since he was a child. Being thrown on a wooden box to sleep all night was a kind of torture for him.

Turning over, Bai Mo fell off the wooden box and hit the concrete floor, waking him up.

"Ouch...ah! Damn it!"

Fortunately, the wooden box is only one meter high, otherwise it wouldn't have screamed twice.

Bai Mo struggled to get up, but found himself in a very unfamiliar environment.

There were several large wooden boxes scattered around, and a dozen wooden barrels lined up against the wall. It should be filled with red wine, exuding a faint smell of alcohol.

"What the hell is this place?"

Only then did Bai Mo realize: He seemed to have been kidnapped.

Could this be the robbers' lair?

Bai Mo tiptoed towards the door. I wanted to peek out from the crack in the door to see what was going on, but accidentally opened the door!

The door is unlocked?

These robbers are so unprofessional!

Is this a way to let him live?

Bai Mo had just taken two steps when he heard a noise coming from the exit of the corridor. He immediately hid in the corner.

They were two people who looked like electricians. He was swearing loudly. He must have been rushed over early in the morning to repair the electrical circuits in the basement.

When one of the electricians passed by Bai Mo, he immediately jumped out and subdued the electrician.

"Don't say anything! Otherwise I will kill you both! Tell me, where is this?"

Although Bai Mo is delicate, he has practiced simple self-defense skills.

Was this theft?

"This is... the basement of Yezhuang..."

The subdued electrician was really puzzled: Is this thief stupid for stealing things? You didn't even find out where you stole it?

"What? This is Yezhuang?"

Bai Mo screamed and instinctively loosened his grip on the electrician.

I X! The robber actually kidnapped him to his own territory?

The moment Bai Mo let go of the electrician, another electrician who was forced in the corner immediately raised the toolbox he was carrying and threw it at Bai Mo...

"You... dare to even hit me? You... you don't want to mess around..."

Before Bai Mo could finish speaking, his body collapsed and he fainted on the ground.

The two electricians pretended to be brave and turned Bai Mo over.

"Master, should we call the police?"

"Why do I think this thief looks familiar?"

"Looks familiar? He must be a habitual thief!"

"may be!"

The younger electrician tugged on Bai Mo's collar, "Oh my God! This thief is actually wearing Armani!"

"It must be a fake! Street vendor! Come on, help me, let's tie up this kid first and hand him over to Ling Gui Gong!"

When Bai Mo woke up again, it was already two hours later.

I just feel like my head is hurting so much that it’s about to burst...