Chapter 1213: Enjoyable play

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Nor does it mean that Feng Xinglang went to Cong Gang with such plain suspicion.
He just wanted Cong Gang to give him a reference: what this, or this group of guys who can hold their breath, really want to.
Perhaps another purpose is to let Cong Gang help find the whereabouts of Yan Bang.
To a large extent, Cong Gangji has a to quit, but he can try to give him a little benefit to tease him.
Feng Xinglang's Lexus had just entered Panshan intersection, and Cong Gang had already learned of his arrival.
"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"
"Ok."
Cong Gang just gave a shallow hum. What a leisurely look he did with me.
"Did Feng Xinglang already suspect us?" Wei Kang asked directly.
"What about doubt? What about no doubt? He can't do us anymore ... at best it's just a mess!"
If Cong Gang's tone was to be heard by Feng Xinglang, how could it be so fierce. It is estimated that he can jump up and down again.
"Then we ... recognize it directly?"
As soon as Wei Kang's words fell, Cong Gang had a disgusting cold eye.
"Are you stupid, or are you pretending to be always clever?"
"..." Wei Kang ticked his lips, "I just think: Anyway, Yan Bang has recognized us, there is no need to cover it up! The conditions to mention, the things to ask for, and the tiredness of turning corners. ! "
Cong Gang just gave Wei Kang a glance, and seemed to be too lazy to talk to him.
"Then we will proceed as planned."
Seeing that the boss was upset, Wei Kang no longer made his own opinions.
Cong had just been silent for a moment before he overflowed a meaningful sentence from his teeth, "You will never appreciate the fun of playing cats and mice!"
"Cat play mouse?"
Wei Kang murmured repeatedly, "But how do I feel that Feng Xinglang doesn't look like a mouse?"
"..." Tell the truth!
"Then what do you think Feng Xinglang looks like?"
Wei Kang's topic made Cong Gang just interested.
Wei Kang shook his mouth. "Sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is cunning like a fox; sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is just like a wolf; sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is particularly like Pandas ... "
"Panda?"
Cong Gang's lips cornered slightly.
"Well, it's a national treasure-level animal unique to China, a bear like a cat; he doesn't talk about it, and he's particularly sticky."
Worried that Cong Gang had never seen or heard of an animal like the giant panda, Wei Kang explained it systematically.
"Oh," Cong Gang said coldly, "how do you think Feng Xinglang would be like a giant panda?"
From Cong Gang's point of view, Feng Xinglang in his mind couldn't get along with the stupid bear who lived by selling foolish and silly.
"Feng Xinglang doesn't stay, he is smarter than anyone; but sometimes he deliberately makes him feel stupid! Also, whether it is Hetun, Yan Bang, or Boss you, you are against Feng Xing In addition to Lang's accommodation, he had only surrendered! He couldn't fight, he couldn't kill him ... "
"enough!"
Cong Gang whispered and stopped Wei Kang's too honest analysis.
"I will leave him with nothing!"
In the eyes of Cong Gang, a cold and gloomy meaning suddenly appeared.
"... I don't believe it!"
Wei Kang's replenishment made Cong Gang twitch his mouth.
"Really busy?"
Cong Gang stunned over, "Go notify the fifth child, but they are moving!"
In fact, the envelope in the Tuantuan schoolbag and the photo in the envelope were put in by Ba Song. Only Ba Song can more easily reach the seal group. Boss confessed that Yan Bang's photos should be handed over to Feng Xinglang in an indirect way; Ba Song still thought that Feng Tuan Tuan was the most suitable.
Unsurprisingly, it wasn't until a week later that the news of Yan Bang's death had reached Feng Xinglang's ears. This is indirect!
Next, Feng Xinglang was alive for more than a month.
Even if the cat is playing for the mouse, it is enough time to pave the way!
It's just that who is a cat and who is a mouse is not conclusive at Feng Xinglang.
...
When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was not in the living room.
The empty living room was filled with a strange and unpredictable sense of coolness.
Especially after driving past that graveyard, this weird coldness became more and more obvious.
I wonder if it was surrounded by chills, or to remind someone, Feng Xinglang coughed twice. Spreading in this empty space, it took on a bit of scent.
Without any feedback, Feng Xinglang walked upstairs.
Cong Gang will definitely be in the room, or where can he die?
In fact, there are quite a few places Cong just can go, but he chose Shencheng instead.
Wei Kang really doesn't know what Shen Cheng has to remember about Boss!
Could it be that Shen Cheng has so many mice? He wants to stay and play with them? !!
But there are mice elsewhere for him to play with!
The afternoon sun, with a strong stamina, enveloped the entire villa in a bright light.
But in the sunny room on the third floor, it was a quiet place. The sunlight was blocked by most of the vines, leaving only a little penetration, and the mottled veil covered those flowers and plants that did not like light.
Cong Gang squinted his eyes slightly and lay in the flower room, surrounded by those red, green, and green flowers. There was a kind of unspeakable coziness and leisure.
"So leisurely?"
Feng Xinglang approached and sat down on the rattan chair beside Cong Gang's body.
"Without you ... I have time to come to me!"
Even if Cong hadn't opened his eyes, he could feel every action after Feng Xinglang came into the villa.
"What's the matter! We're good masters and servants!"
Feng Xinglang took the tea cup on the small rattan platform and took a sip. "I, the host, is here to see you, too!"
"That's my cup ..."
Cong Gang just opened his eyes, and looked at Feng Xinglang saltily, "and I have."
"I don't dislike you!"
Feng Xinglang snorted, "Furthermore, things like you that are not human, even women who do n’t wear clothes do n’t know what it looks like, and it ’s hard to think of any unspeakable illness!
"..." This cursing word is not dirty!
"I hate you!"
After a few seconds, Cong just arrogantly said this sentence.
"you dislike me?"
Feng Xinglang snorted, "No dogs will be considered poor by the family! Do you think you have abandoned me?"
"..."
Seriously, Cong Gang really didn't want to say anything to the vulgar like Feng Xinglang, but it seemed that his words were particularly confusing.
"Isn't someone saying that I should kneel down and thank my niece for his life-saving grace?"
Cong Gang shouted to Feng Xinglang and said quietly, "I don't know if this person has this memory!"
"Well, remember! That person is me!"
Feng Xinglang readily acknowledged it.
"Then you can kneel and thank me now!" Cong Gang sat up straight up.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang, lengheng: "I'm afraid you can't bear my kneeling thanks!"
"I can't stand it, that's my business; all you have to do is kneel and thank you!"
"Okay ... but I have a special hobby: I have to cut you a light before my knees can bend!"
"... play cheap!"
Cong just trembled a little, hissing slightly.
At this moment, Cong Gang is looking forward to being alone with Feng Xinglang, hoping that he can come, but he is afraid that he will come in trouble!
Appreciate him, but must keep a certain distance from him.
After holding the tea cup and taking a sip of tea, I realized that the tea cup had just been drunk by Feng Xinglang, and disgustedly put the tea cup back on the small rattan bench.
"I want to ask you something."
After having talked with Cong for so long, Feng Xinglang came to an end.
"do not know."
Every time Cong was abused by Feng Xinglang, the mood would be so unclear.
"Yan Bang ... is alive."
Feng Xinglang did not interrupt his topic because of Cong Gang's anger.
"Good thing!"
Cong Gang's voice rose a lot, "You can play happily together again!"
Why is that ... then that!
"Someone sent me a picture of Yan Bang after the accident! But I waited for more than a month, but I was silent."
Feng Xinglang raised his interest and asked, "Cong Gang, help me analyze this person: this person, or this group of people, what exactly do they want to achieve?"
Inadvertently, Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's high-precision scanner's gaze, but he glanced away again.
"I don't know! I guess this person wants to wait and see how good your relationship with Yan Bang will be!"
Cong Gang said unhurriedly, "By the way, you can give Yan Bang a price you can accept! It is not easy for others to save his life. The necessary remuneration is still to be paid, everyone is forgiving!"
"I don't have to be so troublesome! I can accept any price! If I can't afford it, I will make up even if I rob the bank!"
Feng Xinglang said, "Because Yan Bang is worth any price!"
"Well," Cong Gang snorted softly. "You can think so, I'm really happy for the payers."
Feng Xinglang tickled his lips slightly, "Thank you for your analysis, I'm ready to raise money."
"Friendship reminds you to be careful! But don't let your dad Hetun know that Yan Bang is still alive. Otherwise, he will do everything he can to do everything he can to eliminate the trouble for his own son! "
The reminder of Cong Gang's "goodwill" made Feng Xinglang's pace rigid.
It seems that Yan Bang wants to live well, but it is not easy! Too many people want his life!
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang didn't expect so much that Yan Bang was alive!
As long as it is human, it will die;
Sooner or later!
Life is a beginning, and death is an end;
If one sees the starting point and the end point but not the process in one's eyes, it is like seeing only the result! People still die in the end, why should they live? It ’s going to die anyway, why not die now? !!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang still hopes that Yan Bang can live!
Live for decades, but die for so long! Feng Xinglang didn't believe that people would have a future life!
But what is the meaning of Yanbang's life?