Chapter 1103: Kneeling for three days

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Feng Xinglang covered his head in Yan Bang's shirt.
Yan Bang, who was stripped of his shirt, showed his tendon. That Swassinger-like body, full of sense of power.
"Why, do you think you've abandoned yourself?"
Seeing Feng Xinglang's appearance, Yan Bang was very happy. Putting his head on his leg, "It's all your taste."
Feng Xinglang didn't want to speak, feeling that his whole body was very weak.
Pain, hunger, and the muddy smell of chaos really made him physically and mentally exhausted.
"What happened? Where does it hurt again?"
Yan Bang pierced his warm palm into Feng Xinglang's shirt and tentatively pressed his internal organs.
"Bang, what is the life you are looking for ...?"
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was covered under his shirt, unable to read. But such questioning seems too serious.
"Life in anticipation ..."
Asked by Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang was stunned. It doesn't look like he has much hope for his future life.
"Want me to tell the truth?" Yan Bang asked back.
"... Stop saying that!"
Feng Xinglang was in the bud of this topic that had just been asked but had not been answered yet.
"What amuse me?"
Yan Bang murmured dissatisfied, "Ask and refuse to say?"
"Bang, if I had to ask a woman to marry you, would you obey? Or would you resist?"
Feng Xinglang changed a relatively intuitive topic, "Just say you accept it or not!"
"Accept! Of course accept!"
Yan Bang's response was so good that Feng Xinglang was a little surprised; but when he just wanted to follow up, Yan Bang's next words made him angry.
"But this woman can only be Lin Xueluo of your family! In this way I can sleep your woman who is Fang Xinglang and hit your baby who is Fing Xinglang! Hahaha ..."
Yan Bang's heroic laughter really made Feng Xinglang listen to itchy hands. I want to be stingy, but I can't help it.
"Bitch!"
Feng Xinglang hissed from his lips and teeth.
"I'm just so cheap ... you bit me?" Yan Bang laughed again.
Cold, Feng Xinglang suddenly felt that two soft and warm things fell on his lips across the shirt ...
For more than 20 hours, relying on only a few sips of water to support life, it really boiled people.
Feng Xinglang at this moment can be said to be hungry.
But he was inconvenient to speak.
He knew that with Yan Bang's character, he would noisily yell at the gang of soldiers for something to eat for him.
Since this group of soldiers wants to torture them, how can they give them food! Maybe it will invite a good meal. It's worth the money.
What they can do now is to reduce their presence and wait quietly for someone to come.
"Hungry?" Yan Bang asked.
"Not hungry!"
Feng Xinglang murmured again, "bear me!"
"Are you really waiting for God to save us?"
Yan Bang just wanted to open the shirt on Feng Xinglang's face, but was pressed by Feng Xinglang again.
"Let you wait, you wait!"
Feng Xinglang's voice was suffocated, "No death will be affected by me! Understand?"
"Who is the God you're waiting for? Not your dear Hetun ... is it the old man Bai?"
Not many people can compete with a major general. Except for Ai Zi's heart, Yan Bang can only think of Mr. Bai!
"Aren't you waiting for the police uncle?" Yan Bang added with a humorous tone.
"The secret is not to be revealed ... you must wait obediently to save your life!"
Feng Xinglang answered with a weak voice.
"Do you need such a god? Lao Tzu is not afraid of death!"
Yan Bang leaned over and stuck Feng Xinglang's forehead with his face.
"If you want to die, you have to die outside! With such a big space, I don't want to smell your dead body and go to sleep!"
"Don't worry, even if I really want to die someday, I will give you a beautiful meal first! Otherwise, I will die for nothing!"
"Yan surname, I dare you!"
"..."

Between chaos, I don't know whether it is asleep or awake;
All I knew was that the endless hunger hit and exhausted Feng Xinglang to exhaustion. It seems that he doesn't even want to say anything.
Strange, he heard the uniform footsteps of the soldiers again.
Yan Bang also woke up, and as the footsteps farther and farther, he would tighten his arms and converge.
"Dare to touch you again, I will kill them!"
"Calm down! Even if you are trying to die, you are nothing but cannon fodder!"
Feng Xinglang sat up and listened to the movement outside the cabin door.
The cabin door was opened, penetrating into the dazzling light.
"We have a major general, please."
Feng Xinglang let out a slight sigh of relief when he came. Fortunately, no more beatings. It is just unknown whether the situation will be worse.
Feng Xinglang can actually walk. But let Yan Bang half a while to help him move forward.
Showing weakness, to a certain extent, can paralyze the enemy and win more opportunities for themselves.
Furthermore, if you treat your baby's own son like that, if you still live and appear in front of your dad, isn't it beating?
After walking around for four or five minutes, they came into a weird room.
The whole room is in black and white. A dark wooden box was placed on the innermost desk. And that portrait ...
It seems that this is a spiritual church.
Fang Yiyan's mother's spiritual hall!
An upright figure was sculpting towards the portrait, and three fragrant incenses were rising with smoke.
Hearing the sound, he turned his back to the door.
A sharply glazed face; full of military majesty and alienation.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: This person is Fang Yiyan's father, the major general who abuses his authority?
I feel that Fang Yiyan looks like nothing like his dad; but it looks a bit like the woman in the portrait.
"Feng Xinglang! Yan Bang!"
The voice of Fang's father, powerful, seemed to fall into the ground.
"Feng Mou has seen Major General Fang."
Feng Xinglang etiquette answered.
"One of you is Shencheng ’s God of Wealth, and the other is Shencheng ’s earth snake. The two of them are stunned and embarrassed, are n’t they young in Shencheng?
The words of Fang's father sounded righteous. It feels like trying Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang.
"What is it? Are you unconvinced?"
Yan Bang said coldly, "If you are not convinced, you can only hold Lao Tzu!"
"Oh," Fang's father glanced at Yan Bang coldly, and smiled slightly, "It's an unknown thing! Really think he can cover the sky with one hand in this world?"
"Looks, it's time for me to teach you two bullies!"