Chapter 1579: Handicapped

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After hearing the voices of the intruders, Feng Xinglang had a rare safety.
It's Cong Gang!
"Dog stuff ... shouldn't you have come to see me in a mess?"
Feng Xinglang hissed and slowly turned his neck so tired that he couldn't even control the muscles between his neck and neck, and saw Cong Gang's indifferent face.
Still so bad!
But at this moment Feng Xinglang was solid and weak.
"I just came to remind you: if the special effect of the Yamaguchi group is not relieved within 24 hours, it will invade the internal organs and limbs; then you can stay in bed all day long It's up! "
Wei Dun, Cong Gang slowly and slowly added the last sentence, "I look good!"
Hearing Cong Gang's words, Feng Xinglang became tense.
"It has been ... 24 hours! Cong Gang ... 24 hours!"
Feng Xinglang originally thought that the powdery thing he inhaled last night was just a stronger narcotic; he thought that after some time, these weak symptoms on his body would dissipate on his own.
But for almost 24 hours, Feng Xinglang's body showed no signs of dissipating!
"Don't worry, you will not die! You will only be paralyzed forever! Like a rubber man, let anyone play with it!"
Cong Gang was still indifferent. Feeling that Feng Xinglang is not paralyzed, it has nothing to do with him. He just came over to watch the show!
Feng Xinglang almost exhausted his efforts and grabbed Cong Gang's hand.
"Cong Gang ... I know, you must have a solution!"
Even if Feng Xinglang was a god, he would be scared that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair or a hospital bed. That would only make him worse off.
Cong Gang ventured to Yulong City at this moment and should not have made a special trip to tell him these words.
He must have come with a solution to the problem.
"But I just want to watch you crippled!"
Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's gaze and his lips rose slightly. Seems provocative, more like a test of endurance.
Although Feng Xinglang said that his body was weak, his eyes were extremely sharp and sharp. He stared at Cong Gang intently, as if to punch him through.
After just looking at each other for a few seconds, Cong Gang turned his eyes sideways. Obviously, he has full confidence, but Cong Gang chose to avoid it.
"Do you think I'm disabled, don't you have to wait for me to eat and drink Lazar?"
Feng Xinglang said lowly. It is not difficult to see that he is pretending to be calm.
Under the psychological effect suggested by Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang felt that his body was really paralyzed and disabled. The more anxious you are, the less you will have a little strength. It seems that what Cong Gang said should be facts!
"Rest assured that Yan Bang will treat you like an uncle!"
Cong Gangdan should answer. Then began to fiddle with the long iron box in his hand.
"Not everyone is qualified to serve me! But I can give you this privilege!"
Feng Xinglang's arrogant remarks really made people feel toothache. I really don't know who gave him such a proud capital.
Cong Gang's original intention was to stimulate Feng Xinglang more, but he did not want Feng Xinglang to be stimulated by him. The displayed pride and arrogance really left Cong Gang speechless.
"Exempt! This privilege, you still leave it to those who need it!"
Cong Gang took out a syringe filled with caramel colored liquid from the long iron box and asked with a long voice, "Which arm is it?"
Feng Xinglang sighed nervously and dullly after seeing the syringe Cong had just taken out of the long iron box.
Wouldn't it be better to take it out earlier? Have to waste so much verbal contention?
Not surprisingly, this dog thing has always been so furious!
Feng Xinglang stretched out his left arm and didn't even ask Cong Gang what medicine was in the syringe.
This is his trust in Cong Gang.
Thinking the other way round: If Cong Gang really wants to kill him, he will have too many opportunities to fight him! There is no need to fool him with a syringe and liquid medicine!
Picking up the sleeve on Feng Xinglang's left arm, even the medical latex tube was useless, and the needle was directly inserted into the vein of Feng Xinglang.
"Don't you be afraid I'll kill you?" Cong Gang asked loudly.
"It's killing me ... you're short for Uncle!"
Feng Xinglang watched the medicines being pushed into his veins little by little.
"..." To tell the truth, Cong Gang really couldn't answer.
What can you answer this bitch?
Could it be impossible to say: I just need a grandpa to serve? !!
"It's been 24 hours. Will this medicine work?"
Seeing that most of the liquid was pushed into his veins, Feng Xinglang questioned anxiously.
"It depends on your own luck!"
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, speeding up his movements.
"Will you die sooner if you come earlier?" Feng Xinglang did not hold back and whispered Cong Gang.
"No! But I can watch you more for a while! You can base your happiness on your pain!"
Cong Gang's provocative tone and tone became more and more infuriating.
"Wait for me! I'll kill Seresto first, and then you!" Feng Xinglang whispered.
"You don't have that ability yet!"
Cong Gang despised the voice, "Can you kill Ceresto ... still unknown?"
"The people who wanted to take me out temporarily changed their minds. Did you do that?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"I'm not that capable!"
Cong Gang hummed, "It was the Japanese who saved you!"
"Japanese? Which Japanese?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"The short Japanese who appeared one after the other with Yan Bang!"
"Short Japanese? You mean Takuya Miyamoto?"
Cong Gang unplugged the needle on Feng Xinglang's arm and asked in a deep voice, "Are you familiar with that Japanese?"
"Unfamiliar! He is a client of mine! A well-known financial investor in Tokyo!"
Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang and asked tightly, "This Miyaba Bunto ... Isn't it Yamaguchi?"
"It shouldn't be ... but it would be marginal!"
Cong Gang put away the long iron box. "An organization the size of the Yamaguchi Formation must have a consortium behind them! I guess that Miyamoto Takuma should be a member of the consortium. It happened to him that he met the Yamaguchi Formation. Take away you, nosy! "
"Then I can use this Miyafumi Takashi to restrain the people in the Shankoukou group that Seresto asked for?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Should not! The Yamaguchi team will only guarantee the safety of the marginalized people of the consortium. The marginalized people are not qualified to intervene in organizational behavior!"
Suddenly, Cong Gang, who was still discussing and analyzing with Feng Xinglang, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Yan Bang's scolding came from outside the door!