Chapter 2210: Postscript 28

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Lin Xue's falling spatter made everything go away!
Hetun left, with a full of desolation.
Feng Linnuo, who was originally staying with Mommy to wait for her father in the emergency room, was urged by Mommy to catch up with Grandpa Hetun.
Xueluo knew that he had said a lot of words, and worried that Hetun would not think about it, so he let his eldest son chase him and comfort him.
Lin Xueluo in his bones, after all, is still a kind woman!
Feng Xinglang didn't matter much, except that drinking alcohol stimulated the gastric mucosa, and the capillaries in the stomach ruptured and bleed. It is also because the stomach has not been eaten and rested well during this time, and the stomach is very fragile.
In the evening of the next day, Feng Xinglang persuaded his wife and daughter, and Mo Ranran's mother and son to return to Feng's family, and Wei Kang floated in like a ghost.
"Yo, President Feng's trick is awesome!"
When Wei Kang spoke, he was full of ridicule and unfriendly.
Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and tilted Wei Kang, then turned his head to sleep.
Only Wei Kang dare to be so brazen in front of Feng Xinglang. From time to time, he threatened to kill Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, you are so clever with one trick and two birds! I almost worship you!"
Wei Kang picked up the washed fruit on the bed and took a bite to continue, "Hexia has stopped, and my boss is going to stop!"
Feng Xinglang didn't want to talk about Wei Kang who was ridiculous, but opened his eyes sharply when he heard his last sentence.
"Listening to you, isn't your boss doing something indifferent?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.
Wei Kang bit the apple, and rolled his eyes, but did not answer Feng Xinglang's words.
Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on Wei Kang's scarred arm.
Wei Kang looked at Feng Xinglang's eyes and looked at his arm. "These injuries were left when I was pursuing Ando's close bodyguard! My boss said that if he had hurt you, he would n’t Stay! Except your dear Hetun! "Seeing Feng Xinglang not talking, Wei Kang tilted him and continued to say," Actually, my boss's hatred with Hetun can be said to be incompatible! But for the sake of consideration How do you feel, I missed the old poisonous fish in Hetun!
The position of the boss! No matter what my boss does, he is fighting for you! "
"As for Yan Bang after recollecting ..."
Wei Kang pursed his lips, "With your dad alive for a day, it is impossible to allow him to live! You should understand!"
"What did you say? Yan Bang has recovered her memory?" Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.
"Well! Otherwise, what if he drove his sports car in the middle of the night and went to Fengjia to find you ?! Restoring the old one!" Wei Kang smiled and hummed.
It took a long time for Feng Xinglang to calm down. "What about Nina? Should Nina die?"
"Stupid! Cannon fodder character! Your dear has always been so lifeless! You have not experienced the brutality and bloodthirsty of your dear!" Wei Kang once again gave the apple in his hand to his mouth and took a bite.
Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, then asked softly again, "Is Cong just asking you to come?"
"No! I'm here! I want you to stay with my boss ..." Wei Kang dropped Apple's hand.
"Where does Cong Gang want to die again?" Feng Xinglang asked. "He has contacted Anan's family ... Looking at his plan, he should be going through several large uninhabited areas on foot! It looks like he doesn't plan to come back again! Until he is exhausted to death in some desert Corner! He is
Such a puppet! Not willing to live a day for myself ... "
Wei Kang wiped his cheeks and lowered his head: "He arranged the last task for me and the third child: to stay in Yulong City to protect Yan Wuzhen!"
Then Wei Kang fiercely looked up, picked up the fruit knife in the fruit plate, and reached his neck.
"Don't my boss owe you a life? I'll give it back for him!"
The edge of the fruit knife is not sharp, but it is too hard, and a small stream of blood winds down from Wei Kang's neck.
Feng Xinglang gave Wei Kang an oblique look. "Are you learning how to play bitter game? Okay, stop acting!"
"Did you see it ?!"
Wei Kang's rare smirk smirked before pulling the fruit knife from his neck.
Whether or not Wei Kang was playing with jealousy, Feng Xinglang saw the tears inadvertently overflowing from his eyes. Although it has been quickly erased by Wei Kang, Feng Xinglang can feel his sincerity from the heart.
"When did Cong just leave?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Just tonight! It is estimated that he is now hesitant to blow up the villa in Qibei Mountain City!"
Wei Kang bit his lip. "He really didn't want to give himself a way out!"
"Then I can sleep again!" Feng Xinglang turned to his side and began to rest with his eyes closed.
"Feng Xinglang, if my boss really can't come back ... I will fulfill his last wish: kill the last person who hurt you, Xing Mu!" After leaving this sentence, Wei Kang left .
"..." Kill it! It's best to die for both! Then the world is quiet!
Feng Xinglang opened his eyes slowly and squeezed his brows dryly.
Later, he picked up the phone on the bedside, edited a text message and sent it to Cong Gang. Then he fell asleep.
It seems that he has a arrogant self-confidence: Cong Gang did not dare to leave after seeing his message, and he would not leave!
Cong Gang was receiving this text message from Feng Xinglang while installing a car with his daughter An.
He had planned to leave with his daughter forever.
With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, it is impossible to speculate that He Tun suddenly launched a violent killing on Yan Bang because of the video that happened in the bathroom. And he was the only on-site visitor.
What he wants to do is now done. There is no more threat to someone's side. It's time for him to roll over!
Cong Gang just didn't expect that someone would be drunk to stomach bleeding because of Yan Bang's death? How painful it is!
Leaving with someone's hatred for myself, what Cong Gang is ‘expecting’!
The vibration of the mobile phone made Cong Gang's loading motion freeze. He seemed to be able to predict what was sent by Feng Xinglang.
Alas, uneasy, it seemed a little bit desperate, Cong Gang took out his mobile phone and saw the text message.
He gestured silently, stared at the text message, and kept looking at it all the time ... Then the smile slowly climbed up to the corner of his lips, extended to the ear, and then in the whole fortitude His face was permeated.
"Dad ..." Xiao An'an leaned on his strong leg, gently calling to Dad who was obsessed with a message.
Cong Gang then withdrew his eyes from the text message, leaned over one hand, and gently stroked his daughter's tender and smooth face.
"An'an, we're not leaving ... will we live here in the future?"
"Okay!"
Little ones can speak a lot of Chinese characters. She smiled sweetly, clinging her small face to Cong Gang's strong legs. An An likes it here. In addition to having a dependent father, Cong Gang, there are also small bugs that can be bullied. It was the guy who had bullied her and Dad a little bit and hated it, and the rest of life was free and free.