Chapter 1475: The key cannot beat!

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It's late.
Feng Xinglang warmly looked at his wife and children cuddling together on the big bed.
Xu was four or five days away from the mummy, the little guy was especially sticky in the arms.
Although drowsy, Feng Xinglang was sleepless.
After wiping the silk quilt for his wife and children, Feng Xinglang got up and walked out of the bedroom.
From the villa next door, Feng Xinglang called Ba Song, who was preparing to rest.
"Go to the main villa living room and watch! I'll go to Qibei Mountain City."
"Now?" Ba Song looked at the time. "It's almost twelve."
"Where has your master escaped recently?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.
If there were any people in black, from the words and deeds, the first thing Feng Xinglang thinks about is the clumsy clumsy.
"Go and keep filial piety for Xing Er. Didn't I tell you?"
Ba Song really didn't know the whereabouts of his master and son Cong Gang; Cong Gang had always been a dragon who had never seen the end of his head. So Cong Gang said that he went to Xing Ershou to filial piety, and Ba Song believed it.
"He is so filial? He really can't see it!"
Feng Xinglang told Ba Song a few words before turning around and leaving.
Panshan Mountain Road in the middle of the night is so quiet that people feel suffocated. The occasional sound of a few birdsongs and chills made the back chill.
The entire newly built retro villa looks like a deliberately old one, and it is even more daunting and weird in the middle of the night.
Shrouded in the dark, there was no sound.
It's not clear whether Cong Gang is in the villa or not, but it doesn't matter; it's important to let Cong Gang know that he's been there.
Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette, and the scarlet fire was particularly noticeable in the middle of the night.
After that, there was a light cough that sounded like smoke!
Until Feng Xinglang, who was on the body, smoked a cigarette, the retro villa was still dead.
Come on, Cong Gang should really not be here!
Looking up at the retro villa again, Feng Xinglang got into Lexus and was leaving.
It is not easy to renovate this Republican villa on this mountainside. I don't know what means Cong Gang used to handle those complicated procedures and documents. I always feel that this Cong Gang is not as low-energy as I thought.
Of course, this ‘low energy’ is about Cong Gang ’s low energy in life! In other respects, he is quite capable of making a mystery!
Ordered to make him play? It seems that this guy who pretends to be a ghost is not Cong Gang himself!
But how did Cong Gang's people appear in Rouen? Did it follow me? Or earlier, followed by his son and Yan Bang?
What is the purpose? It's not about kidnapping his son, just to bring him a word, right? !!
But Feng Xinglang returned to Shencheng for more than ten hours, and did not feel that there was any potential danger around him!
Is it too neurotic?
A word of others casually, they even believed it, and they have been suspicious!
Or is someone just playing for fun? Always be vigilant?
Dog stuff, if it ’s really just to tease yourself, he ’s so spared!
With wrath, Lexus whistled all the way from Panshan Mountain Road!
...
Feng Xinglang, who slept last night, got up early today.
When Xuexing Lang left Feng's home, Xue Luo and his son were still asleep. Although I want to hold each other right, GK's work has been piled up for several days.
In Nina's words, she is a small employee, but she is acting as a big president!
When leaving home with a sense of sleepiness, Feng Xinglang asked the driver Xiao Hu to drive the car. He can continue to sit in the car for a while.
Feng Xinglang left less than half an hour, and two domineering anti-riot vehicles parked in front of Feng's villa courtyard.
Two people came down from the car: one was a young man in his early twenties; the other was a burly man with a broken arm.
"Fifteen ... fifteen!"
The strong shout trembled throughout the villa.
Hetun shouted while walking towards the villa's living room.
When Feng Xinglang arrived at GK Ventures, he received a call from Ba Song.
"A barbarian wants to see your son, let or not?"
"Barbaric? Who?" Feng Xinglang asked sharply.
"It's your dear!"
Ba Song said so deliberately.
"Hetun? Why did he come to Shencheng? Is he alone?"
"There must be more than one of him! Two anti-riot vehicles ... there are five or six people in sight!"
Can't see the movement in the riot vehicle, Ba Song only estimated, "Mr. Feng, do you want to see or not?"
"No! Let them go!"
After leaving the sentence, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone.
"..." Ba Songzhang was in place.
Blast them away? Speaking of lightness, is he alone, and can he make a lot of people like Hetun?
The key is to beat it!
"Fifteen ... fifteen ... Your father will come to see you!"
However, Hetun just gave Ba Song a scornful glance, and the pace at his feet didn't even mean a pause. I came to see my grandson, and you did not dare to stop it.
"It seems to be my righteous father ..."
The sleepy little guy was actually awakened by sixteen barks.
Xue Luo also heard the voice of Hetun. Why did he come to Shencheng early in the morning?
"Father ... Father ..."
The little boy jumped up, wearing little pajamas, and darted downstairs with bare feet.
"fifteen……"
The barefoot little guy was lifted up by Hetun with one arm, all kinds of crickets, all kinds of kisses.
"Little thing, you want to die for your father ..."
He Tun whispered petily, "In order to be able to come back to see you with a little thing, the righteous father has killed a road ..."
Hetun had some new wounds on his body. They should have been bathed and changed, and they looked fine.
"That's a must! Who makes Fifteen the righteous son of the righteous father and the most loved grandson!"
The little guy hugged Hetun's neck tightly and enjoyed endless favors with all kinds of betrayal!
As soon as the snow fell downstairs, I felt that I saw Hetun in my pajamas.
When Xue fell downstairs, he saw his son Lin Nuo getting crooked in Hetun's arms, and his grandson and grandson met intimately.
"Dad, you are here ..."
Still Xueluo's mouth is sweet enough. A 'Dad' heard Hetun's exceptional ease.
"Xue Luo, are you okay with Allen recently?" Hetun asked.
"We are all fine. Xing Lang should have just gone to work. Would you like to call him back?"
"No need! I'll take fifteen out for a day to play and I'll send him back tomorrow!"
"..."
what? Want to take the little things out and play? Is this child going to school? !!
But Xue Luo dared not to say, "Okay ... Dad."