Chapter 389: Do you look like your mother or your father?

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"It doesn't matter to me? Oh, I'm not your dad. I don't need you to be so filial to me!"
Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry.
Yan Bang smiled brightly, and the detective came over and squeezed Feng Xinglang's neck lightly.
"I can't remember what my dear looks like! But you can't forget your appearance!"
"If your mother has no opinion, I don't mind accepting you as a son!" Feng Xinglang said coldly.
When he raised his hand and shoved Yan Bangka's arm around his back neck, Yan Bang found the wound on Feng Xinglang's left arm shirt.
"Lang, are you injured?"
Yan Bang touched the blood on his shirt with his hand, "The wound is new! Who was attacked by you?"
As he said, Yan Bang was already looking around for abnormalities in the room.
"Don't be nervous! I accidentally touched it myself! I just drank a little bit."
Feng Xinglang chose to hide from Yan Bang.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Yan Bang. Because of his many years of friendship with him, Yan Bang's friend deserves his trust.
However, Cong Gang ’s phrase,
Would you like me to die again?
, More or less made him have reservations about Yan Bang.
The point is that Feng Xinglang knows that Yan Bang has always been a hard-hearted character. He didn't want Yan Bang to make that almost ruthless choice again!
He knew that Yan Bang would choose him without hesitation! And Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo, Yan Bang can almost turn a blind eye!
"Why so careless? Let me bandage you! There should be a medicine box in your brother's medical room."
Yan Bang was about to get up, but was stopped by Feng Xinglang.
He really didn't want Yan Bang to discover that his biceps had a tracker. Otherwise you have to make a crap.
"This little wound can't kill anyone! Get out and stop disturbing me to sleep!"
Feng Xinglang covered his body with a festive quilt, and concealed the injured arm inside. Then he closed his eyes and began to rest.
Yan Bang paused, but did not leave, bypassing Zhang Zhang and lying down on the side near the window.
Feeling hesitant, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and saw Yan Bang lying aside.
"Dead out!" Feng Xinglang roared.
"Useless! These three days, either, let me guard you; or, you come back to Yulong City with me!"
As soon as Yan Bang made this statement, Feng Xinglang was violent.
What he hated the most now was that someone had forced him to do such a boring multiple choice question.
Trapped beasts fight, the way men solve problems has always been rude!
But it's also simple!
An hour later, Yan Bang, who was beaten up by Feng Xinglang, finally walked out of the courtyard of Fengjia Villa.
"Bango, your face, this is ..."
The little brother outside the courtyard of the villa greeted him.
"Inadvertently! Cut your tongue again!"
Yan Bang gave a sigh of anger.
"You stay here! Feng Xinglang follows him as soon as he leaves! Then report to me!"
I accidentally touched the scar on my face, and "Bang" Yan Bang was a cold pumping pain:
This Feng Xinglang is so mad that it's life-threatening!

Yan Bang left, but Feng Xinglang waited in the dark for a long time, but no one saw Cong just come in to find him.
I will go to Hetun tomorrow. Although Feng Xinglang was eager to save people, he was not reckless. He has to work out a concrete plan with Cong.
People need to be saved, and revenge must be reported.
Didn't Cong just realize that Yan Bang had left Feng Family?
Or was he afraid of Yan Bang's fierceness and fled himself first?
Should not be! Because Cong Gang is not a kind of dull and not agile person, let alone a greedy for life and fear of death!
Waiting for a few more minutes, before seeing Cong Gang's figure, Feng Xing leaped up from the tentatively.
Feng Xinglang went first to Feng Lixin's medical room.
There is no figure of Cong Gang inside, all the items are still neatly arranged.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: Did Cong just leave Feng's home?
Turning and trying to walk downstairs, Feng Xinglang paused again.
Where else can it be cleaner than the elder brother Feng Lixin's medical room?
This place really exists! That is the sun room on the third floor.
Sure enough, in the sunshine room, Feng Xinglang saw the quietness in the darkness, like a sculpture like Cong Gang.
I don't know what he was thinking about the dark night, only that this man had too many secrets.
Feng Xinglang will not question his past and his inner world.
The only sure thing about Feng Xinglang is that Cong Gang now can only be loyal to him! Play for him!
I wanted to ask Cong Gang: The phrase
You want me to die again
when Yan Bang came in to seal the family, did he want to express that his death a few days ago was related to Yan Bang?
But Feng Xinglang didn't go into this topic. Because no matter what the outcome is, he didn't want to know!
"The last time you saw Hetun, did he say why you want to kill your brothers?"
Cong can catch any slight noise within ten meters behind him without turning around. Even including one's breathing and heartbeat.
"He said my long face didn't fit his eyes!"
This is the original word of Hetun. For this reason, Feng Xinglang is not convinced.
"Just the excuse he wanted to kill!" Feng Xinglang snorted.
Cong just turned around and looked at Feng Xinglang facing the moonlight quietly. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could see it.
"It's not an excuse! It's the real reason! Hetun doesn't need to find an excuse for himself! He doesn't cut it!"
It seems that Cong Gang really understands Hetun.
"Then what do you mean ... if you go to the whole room or something, you will save yourself from the killing?"
Feng Xinglang smiled coldly. It has a sense of ridicule, and it is more full of suffocation.
Cong Gang walked closer towards Feng Xinglang, as close as one meter. He stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's face.
The lines are clear, the facial features are abundant and the gods are bright; the thin lips rise slightly, evoking a seemingly evil intention.
"Have you ever met Hetun?"
Cong Gang asked again.
"Ghosts only know! Is it related to me saving you?" Feng Xinglang's thinking was quick.
Cong Gang determined, "No!"
"That's why Hetun wants to kill people, there is no need for any reason at all! So my face doesn't fit his eyes, and that's why he wants to kill our brothers."
Feng Xinglang hummed coldly.
Cong Gang shook his head, "A small Shencheng's wealthy wealthy man can't arouse Hetun's interest, let him work hard to bring so many people around you!"
Cong Gang's gaze fell on Feng Xinglang's face of Fengshenjunyi again: It must be a problem with this face!
So he asked lightly:
"Do you look like your mother or your father?"