Chapter 1936: Cong Gang! Uncle Cong

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In the galloping Lexus, Feng Xinglang had a cold face.
"Cong just suffered such a serious injury ... are you all setting up one by one? Uh?"
Feng Xinglang hissed, "He really raised your waste!"
"General Feng, don't you know how stubborn my Boss is ... I have strong self-sustainability and have always been alone! In other words, Wei Kang can get close to him, and the others can only stand far ! "
Ba Song screamed, but at the same time he was really worried about Cong Gang's safety. "Listening to Wei Kang said that Boss was seriously injured ... Will he be in danger?"
"Then you want Cong to die, or don't you want him to die?" Feng Xinglang replied coldly without a mood to answer.
"Of course I hope he can live a long and healthy life!"
Even when talking to Feng Xinglang, the throttle at the foot of Ba Song has not been released; Lexus whistled towards Qibei Mountain City like an off-pointing arrow.
"What has Cong Gang done in the past two years?" Feng Xinglang asked in a deep voice.
"I really don't know ..."
"Then you haven't followed Cong Gang in the past two years? Have you been swimming in the mountains by yourself?" Feng Xinglang hummed.
"Boss sent us to hunt down the remaining party of the Moyin Mission!"
"The remaining party of the Moyin Mission?"
Feng Xinglang stunned slightly. He didn't expect Cong Gang to kill all these people.
"Well! Boss just wanted to let the old ghost Ando know: To dare him to sing Thai, is to dig a grave!"
Ba Song glanced at Feng Xinglang sideways, "But I also just fought and helped track and process the corpses! The two apprentices in my boss, they were the protagonists! The real killer Yan Luo! It was when killing, It fits seamlessly and never missed it! "
"Apprentice? When did Cong Gang accept the apprentice?" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know ... I haven't seen their true looks. I only saw one of them with a child who was eleven or twelve."
For the most part, Ba Song was skeptical. It wasn't that he wanted to conceal Feng Xinglang intentionally, but something relatively confidential that he really didn't know. And Cong Gang won't let him know too much.
Feng Xinglang does not seem interested in such topics. He only worried that Cong Gang would be in danger of his life. I heard Wei Kang said that Cong Gang was injured in a private place. Is it something that was inherited by the heirs?
No wonder he always refused to see Cong Gang's injury! It should be difficult to talk about it!
Will Cong Gang be a or something like that?
Feng Xinglang's face was a little heavy!
"Ba Song, hurry up!" Feng Xinglang urged in a deep voice.
Ba Song has stepped on the throttle to the end.
In general, Cong Gang gave the people selected by Feng Xing a loyal and honest person but also clever; and his car skills are stable, which is very suitable as a driver's part-time bodyguard.
...
A "bang" shot shocked Feng Xinglang, who had just got out of the car.
Who fired it? Who was shot again?
The bedroom on the third floor was lit, and Feng Xing Lang Jian rushed up. Outside the bedroom door, he saw Wei Kang who was hit by a gun.
what happened? Isn't Cong Gang really shooting at Wei Kang? He's crazy!
"General Feng ... you ... are you here?"
Wei Kang guarded his left shoulder with his hands. The middle shot should be at the lower end of the collarbone. A lot of blood was flowing from his fingers.
"What's going on?" Feng Xinglang stepped forward and helped Wei Kang.
"Boss has a gun in your hand ... you ... you still don't go in." Wei Kang said strenuously.
"Is Cong Gang alone?" Feng Xinglang glanced towards the bedroom.
"Well ... just Boss alone! He ... he was badly injured ... long-term infection of the wound induced sepsis ... I was shocked again at any time. I'm afraid ... I'm afraid ..." Wei Kang coughed fiercely, blood More gushing from the fingers.
"Okay, don't talk anymore! You have to deal with the wound first! I can make Cong Gang!"
It looks like Wei Kang was not badly injured. Is this Cong Gang really so hard to deal with such heavy poisonous hands?
Just because Wei Kang wants to save his life? What's wrong with it!
Without going in, that would be impossible!
Feng Xinglang would not watch Cong Gang alone waiting to die in the room alone!
Is life important or inexplicable?
Feng Xinglang was about to take a step towards the bedroom, but was pulled by Wei Kang. "General Feng, you have to be careful!"
"Rest assured, Cong Gang's dog thing really dare to shoot me ..."
Feng Xinglang's voice increased several times. "It's a big deal, I'll die with him!"
His purpose was to make Cong Gang in the room hear his voice. Knowing that he was coming in, he was Fengxing Lang.
"Cong Gang, nothing is more important than life ... You are important to me! I will never die! If you want to shoot, just shoot. Remember to aim ... Lao Tzu is most afraid of suffering from flesh!"
Feng Xinglang raised his voice to remind Cong Gang of his arrival, while walking slowly towards the room.
With a "bang" shot, Feng Xinglang hadn't gotten over before a bullet flew close to Feng Xinglang's scalp.
Is this not accurate? Still aiming too accurately?
"Cong Gang, how dare you shoot Lao Tzu?" Feng Xinglang growled.
"Don't ... don't come in!" Cong Gang's breath was so weak and weak, "I really ... will shoot!"
"Then you shoot! Remember to aim this time!"
Feng Xinglang walked in resolutely, and saw packing boxes and empty syringes such as Du Lengding scattered on the floor of the bed.
"Feng Xinglang ... Do you have to ... force me to shoot? You can't leave me ... with some dignity?"
Cong Gang's face was hidden behind the bedside table lamp, he couldn't see his face clearly. I just felt that his words were already very difficult.
"In my eyes, you Cong Gang was just a dog that I picked up. There is no dignity at all!"
Feng Xinglang said ruthlessly, but his eyes were already rosy.
Cong just held up his gun, and eventually retracted slowly, and then ... he aimed his muzzle at his temple.
"Cong Gang! Cong Gang! What the are you doing?"
Feng Xinglang may bet that Cong Gang won't really shoot him; but he really gambles if he won't shoot Cong Gang!
"I give my life back to you!" Cong Gang said coldly.
"Cong Gang! Uncle Cong! I beg you ... okay?"
Feng Xinglang growled with a hoarse voice, "You're dead ... I won't be happy in my life! Do you understand?"
Cong Gang's lips were covered with dark blood stains, and a pale smile was forced out. The voice was so low that it was almost mouth-shaped:
"I ... I'm younger than you ... but I can't give birth ... you're so big ... grandson!"