Chapter 840: A sin offering!

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When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already a sunny day outside the cruise ship.
Without exception, his son Feng Linnuo, who was sleeping with him, was gone by his side. Cong hugged the little guy away from Feng Xinglang just before he woke up.
The father and son were on the same cruise ship, but couldn't meet each other!
"Wake up? You feel so sleepy."
It was not the fourth child who came to the room to deliver breakfast, but Cong Gang. The richness of the heavy taste is early, and it is all the food that Fengxing Langping loves to eat.
Feng Xinglang also seemed to realize that his sleep was enough. It's a little abnormal! He rarely sleeps like this overnight.
But I'm too lazy to talk with Cong Gang. Because he believes what Cong Gang promised: As of tonight, the battle is over!
Feng Xinglang wanted to beat Cong just right.
But now is not the time!
"How do you want to deal with Hetun tonight?"
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang was still a little interested in everything that could happen tonight.
Cong Gang drooped his eyelids slightly, seemingly avoiding Feng Xinglang's too sharp examination.
"Put a gun against your brain and force Hetun to kneel for us! How?"
Cong Gang said in a deliberative tone.
He certainly wouldn't say: I'll let Hetun choose between his son and grandson!
Let him experience it firsthand, the kind of painful heartache!
Whoever he chooses will make him worse off!
"Just let Hetun kneel? Then?"
Feng Xinglang sent a roll of bacon into his mouth, snorted coldly, "Vulgarity!"
"Then erring Feng Erfeng thinks about me! How come you are so cool!"
Cong Gang is wit. He threw this difficult topic to Feng Xinglang. Trying to get Feng Xinglang to ask and answer.
But Cong Gang's wit was in Feng Xinglang's heart, and he was limited to one foot tall, and his magic one foot tall.
"Are you a already thinking? Don't say it?"
Feng Xinglang's eyes were deep.
Cong Gang's eyes on Feng Xinglang were unforgettable.
He will never forget. When he swam around from and opened his eyes, he saw Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes like hawksbills. He sighed in amazement: "Can you still live?" Miracle! 】
But at this moment, Cong Gang did not dare to meet Feng Xinglang's eyes.
Inexplicable timidity!
"Let's talk, what are your ideas? Don't worry, I'll go all out to cooperate with you!"
Feng Xinglang's words brought sincerity.
Perhaps he could not do the murderous incident of his uncle; but he was quite active in cooperating with others to deal with Hetun.
"If Hetun died, would you blame me?"
As soon as Cong avoided the weight, he lightened. He played Tai Chi and played a thinking game with Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang did not answer in a hurry, but raised his eyes, while chewing the bacon meat on the neck, while deep in Cong Gang's eyes.
"Don't be afraid to do it! I will only appreciate it!"
Feng Xinglang faintly fluttered from the teeth. There aren't many facial expressions.
"You won't be grateful to me ..."
Cong Gang sighed meaningfully, "You will hate me! You will even kill me!"
"Hidden words?"
Feng Xinglang's charm comes from his steady arrogance. So he stared straight at Cong Gang, his face unchanged and his eyes fixed.
Cong Gang has not been able to raise his confidence except for avoiding Feng Xinglang's eyes.
For so many years, I thought I had trained a mask of a golden bell jar; but these were disintegrated little by little in front of Feng Xinglang.
"Hetun ... your dad after all!"
Cong Gang continued to pretend very hard.
Very hard!
Feng Xinglang chuckled his lips and pushed the food tray in front of him.
"Who is my dear ... isn't my mother aware of you ?!"
"..."
Cong just silently said: This self-deceiving way is really tall enough.
"Who is my dad doesn't matter! What's important is that I know who my enemies are!"
Feng Xinglang stood up and walked towards the window for a few steps. "Hetun has a lot of minions, so you need to be more careful! Don't kneel when Hetun does, but you will kneel!"
"Rest assured, this won't happen!"
Cong Gang quietly accepted Feng Xinglang's words.
"I know ... your Cong Gang's bones are hard enough! Use a knife to wipe the guts and boldness of your neck!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "But I really don't want to see ... you all leave me one by one ... Dead, wounded, disappeared!"
"Don't be sentimental! I've left you an atonement in the basement of my villa!"
Cong Gang delivered warm milk to Feng Xinglang's hand.
"Atonement? What?"
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared sharply at the past.
"What you're most concerned about lately! Guess."
Cong Gang's tone was more like a temptation.
Exploring Yan Bang's position in Feng Xinglang's mind?
"Yan Bang is in your hands?"
Feng Xinglang almost came out of conditioned reflection.
"Well ... you are so smart!"
This way of exaggerating people is really astringent.
Cong Gang's expression faded: it seemed to affirm once again the decision he had made. In the mind of Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang really has an important place!
Stay far above his Cong Gang!
Yan Bang can pay for Xinglang Lang with impunity, even at the expense of his life!
But he ca n’t! Because the hatred he bears is the source of his survival.
"Oh ... haha! It's mantis catching cicadas, sparrows are behind!"
Feng Xinglang sneered, "Why didn't you kill him easily? And you can get into trouble with Hetun! It's good for two things!"
"Because you don't want him to die, I'll save him a life for you! It's your compensation to imprison you these days!"
Cong Gang's voice was dumb. He glanced over Feng Xinglang's cold and angry face, and stopped looking at him.
"damn thing……"
Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, "You play Yan Bang with the palm of your hand; you play with Lao Tzu as a monkey ... Cong Gang, you have a great sense of accomplishment!"
Cong Gang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang, who was soaring in front of him.
Maybe after tonight, he will hate him infinitely!
Regret picking him back from Chinatown! I even regret that I have been raising tigers!
But Cong Gang has no choice! He is too tired to wait any longer.
He was afraid that time would wash away the hatred in his heart.
Even more afraid of being indulged in the relationship with Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, you should believe: I will never do anything to hurt you! Maybe the process is bad, but the end will be shocked!"