Chapter 296: Don't try it, you can't beat me!

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Here, the legend is haunted.
And it was quite annoying.
Feng Xinglang certainly did not believe in ghosts and gods.
But when he stepped into this dark area, he would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.
This is not a pure European villa. According to legend, this was once the place where a senior military officer hides. It was later bought by a Taiwanese businessman.
Why it was transferred to Cong Gang again, it is unknown.
Feng Xinglang always felt that this plexus had no place like a ghost! Like a wandering wild ghost, erratic.
Therefore, when Ye Shinian told him that Cong had just disappeared and there were no signs of fighting in the ward, he thought of it here.
This is Feng Xinglang's third visit.
When I came during the day, I just felt desolate here. There is no breath of life in human beings!
But tonight ... I felt a chill on my spine!
"Kang", Feng Xinglang stepped on the dead branch.
In this quiet and strange night, it sounds particularly harsh.
Late autumn leaves are even better. In addition, no one cleaned for a long time. On the cobblestone path more than 20 meters away from the door of the villa, there were piles of dead leaves.
If he hadn't seen Cong Gang during the day, Feng Xinglang really felt that he was a ghost family living outside the marginal environment of humans.
I live in a place where this bird doesn't shit! If you don't go to the village before, you don't want to go to the store, no one will know when you die here.
‘嚓嚓 嚓’ three-shot.
Feng Xinglang just raised his eyes and glanced at the direction of the flash, his face angrily. These three shots must be informing the person in the villa that someone sneaked into his territory.
The villa is almost completely covered with wooden vines, and at this moment the villa does not have a hint of light, it looks like an abandoned building that has been inhabited for many years.
Is it necessary to be so horrifying? A good urban villa can't live, but why should I be here?
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, stepping on the dead branches and approaching the entrance of the villa.
As soon as I raised my hand and knocked, the door clicked, but the door opened automatically.
Fortunately, Feng Xinglang, a fierce and savage person who does not believe in ghosts and gods, would probably run away if he switched to timidity.
The villa's living room was dark!
Fortunately, it wasn't the odor of the corpse after it had eroded.
It's a taste of Chinese herbal medicine! Not pungent!
Going closer to the inside, a sound of door locks came from behind. Strangely chilling.
"Cong Gang, are you dead? If not, just turn on the light for me!"
Feng Xinglang didn't quite adapt to this dark and weird atmosphere. He still likes to live in the sun!
Although his heart was hazed by the death of his elder brother Feng Lixin.
The light in the living room turned on. It's not the dazzling light, but the dazzling cold light with a bit of bleakness.
Smelling the smell of Chinese herbal medicine, Feng Xinglang walked towards the gym in the middle. He's been here, although he's not familiar, but he's not completely ignorant.
The closer you get to the gym, the stronger the taste of Chinese herbal medicine, seems to be flanked by the fumigation heat.
Feng Xinglang can be sure that Cong Gang must be in the gym.
Cong Gang was the name Feng Xinglang gave him later. He was also re-applied to Hong Kong. As for what Cong was before and who he was, Feng Xinglang didn't know much!
Cong Gang's past, Feng Xinglang didn't care! He only cared about where Cong had just followed him.
In the gym, in addition to some equipment, there is a circular bath. Half on the ground and half sunk into the basement.
It should be a medicinal bath. It smells of strong Chinese herbs. There are also fumbling hot air.
Feng Xinglang stepped up the steps and stared at the flat brown water surface.
The gloomy water surface does not see the situation underwater. But Feng Xinglang knew that: to keep the water level on the water level as a mirror, at least the people in the water had been suffocating for three or four minutes to calm down the water.
Ordinary people have been trained for three to four minutes under water, and Cong Gang is a patient who has just recovered from a serious injury.
Feng Xinglang stood so quietly by the Chinese herbal medicine pool. He squinted his eyes and watched the movement in the water with patience.
After another two or three minutes, there was movement underwater, and a healthy physique leapt out of the water.
A resolute face emerged. It's Cong Gang!
He took a towel from the pool, and Cong Gang wiped away any Chinese herbal medicine left on his face.
"Your injury isn't good, why did you run out of the hospital? No one will know if you died here and become a dead body!"
Seeing that Cong had no intention of coming out of the Chinese herbal medicine pond, Feng Xinglang sat down on the edge of the bath.
Knowing that the next topic would not be too short, Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette and hugged it. The handsome face after the smoky mood had an unclear sense of depression.
"You already know the identity of that big fish, why wouldn't you tell me?"
It turned out that Feng Xinglang came to intimidate tonight. There were no signs of fighting in the hospital ward. The Cong must have ran out by himself.
Now that he can run by himself, his injury should be under control.
Therefore, Feng Xinglang, who was a little irritable, took the initiative to come here to force the results with Cong Gangwei.
"I do not know!"
Cong just faintly shouted. Very crisp and not dragged.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was slowly twisting. He took a deep breath and let the spicy smoke spread in the lungs and respiratory tract before spitting out slowly.
He turned over and stared at Cong Gang's fortitude and sharp face, hissing muttering.
"I didn't hear you clearly, you say it again!"
This method of intimidation has always been effective against Ye Shi years. The stubborn Cong Gang that can be used to deal with it seems to be thinner.
Cong Gang did not repeat the words of "obedient", but covered his face with a towel instead of talking to Feng Xinglang.
The injuries on Cong Gang's body did not heal. He is just a carbohydrate man, not almighty god, nor a ghost that never dies.
Cong Gang's silence made Feng Xinglang's anger build up inside. He is not unable to bear Cong Gang's neglect, but he can't wait to get revenge on his elder brother Feng Lixin.
Between the sharp fingers of the bones, the lit smoke lingered around a ray of smoke, and it was more hazy on Feng Xinglang's handsome face.
Slowly, Feng Xinglang cut off the smoke between his fingers, and then accumulated the force of trying to attack on his own arm.
Feng Xinglang practiced martial arts and can be called a professional standard. But in the face of Cong Gang, an extremely evil man who uses fighting as his occupation as a means of livelihood, it seems to be bleak.
"Don't try ... you can't beat me!"
If Cong had been slow and slow, like a cold water splashed over.