Chapter 507: It's like a woman being destroyed!

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Cong Gang took care of a pot of gentleman orchid beside him, waiting for his following in disregard of Feng Xinglang.
He knew that Feng Xinglang had always boarded his haunted house.
Feng Xinglang took off a phalaenopsis and sent it to his nose to sniff, but he couldn't smell any aroma.
From Feng Xinglang's actions, we can see that he is not a person who will take the initiative to pity Xiangxiyuyu.
Flowers are like women. Between appreciation and picking, Feng Xinglang chose the latter habitually. The same is true for women.
So, a woman in love with Feng Xinglang would be very painful. As for Lan Youyou, so is Lin Xueluo.
"Hetun is back in Shencheng."
Feng Xinglang had no intention to admire the ornamental potted plants and flowers in this big house.
"Ok."
Cong Gang glanced at the phalaenopsis orchid that had been bombed by Feng Xinglang, but only gave a slight groan.
"He has another Xing Twelve beside him."
Feng Xinglang is another sentence. The band had a long sound of ending.
It seemed to be able to alleviate the sharp pain from the injured little eyes of his son Lin Nuo.
"Ok."
Cong Gang still hummed. Faint, like perfunctory.
"He has my wife and children."
Feng Xinglang asked again.
"Ok."
Cong just hummed again.
Feng Xing Langton came down, squinting his eyes slightly and glanced towards Cong Gang who still took care of the pot of Clivia.
"Talk to Lao Tzu!" Feng Xinglang sighed coldly.
Cong Gang lifted his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang lightly, saying in a leisurely voice: "Does this have anything to do with me?"
Not really related!
More than ten years ago, he rescued Cong Gang who was dying from Chinatown. After many years, Cong Gang rescued Feng Xinglang, who was alive, from Hetun. Flat!
So Cong Gang said that it has nothing to do with him, and that makes sense.
But Feng Xinglang was quite upset! He felt that Cong Gang should not speak to his master in such a tone!
Perhaps from the perspective of Feng Xinglang, his rescue of Cong Gang belongs to the gift of heaven; and Cong Gang rescued him, which he should do as a follower.
Feng Xinglang's behavioral style always brings a little subjective domineering and arrogance.
"How do I feel like my hands are tickling?" Feng Xinglang hissed coldly.
Feng Xinglang is not almighty. He also needs help from others. If Hetun plays financial games with him, it is estimated that ten Hetuns are not his opponents; but Hetun wants to play savage brutal games with him.
Cong Gang's mild eyes flashed from Feng Xinglang's Jun Yan, smiling:
"You can't beat me again! It's not a puppet or a puppet!"
Cong Gang's words sounded so damaging to Feng Xinglang's self-esteem.
But when you taste it carefully, you can still read a little strange mood. It's like teasing a stupid urchin.
Feng Xinglang really couldn't beat Cong Gang.
Not to mention Feng Xinglang, even Yan Bang is not necessarily Cong Gang's opponent.
Yan Bang has more than brute force, but Cong Gang is deadly.
Feng Xinglang was not interested in orchids. Not many orchid species can be recognized. So, he picked up the pot of green orchids on his hands and hit them on the marble floor with a bang.
Under Cong Gang's attention, Feng Xinglang smashed more than ten pots of orchids in a row. Some are rare and rare.
Anyone who has kept orchids knows that orchids are particularly delicate and are not good at serving.
And Cong just wanted to serve these orchids lushly, and must have done a lot of work. But now Feng Xinglang has no pity for Xiang Xiangyu's smashing of his heart.
"Don't stop! Continue smashing! Anyway, these orchids were also bought with your silver money!"
Cong was just out of temper. It seemed that Feng Xinglang's violent atmosphere would not affect his mood at all.
Feng Xing Langton slammed the potted plant and looked back at Cong Gang's long and clean face.
"I slept your sister! You got millions from Lao Tzu every month, and you bought these flowers and plants?"
In fact, Cong Gang is not short of money. Why use money from Feng Xinglang? Perhaps only he knew it.
"Someone spends your money, and you should feel happy! It's like your wife and child who is Fengxing Lang now spends money in Hetun! How much money does Fengxinglang have?
Cong Gang's remarks really killed Feng Xinglang for several rounds.
Which pot is he not talking about? Knowing that this was a barb deep in Feng Xinglang's heart, Cong Gang had to touch it.
Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger in his heart, "If you spend Lao Tzu's money, you must do it for Lao Tzu!"
"Is this your attitude of asking for help?"
Cong Gang was buried in his Clivia again, taking care of the pot of Clivia like a beloved woman.
Feng Xinglang didn't say a word, came forward and smashed the pot of Clivia.
Cong Gang looked up at Feng Xinglang; Feng Xinglang was looking at him with an angry look.
After a few seconds, Cong Gang calmly asked, "Your state's bad temper is spoiled by Yan Bang? You should go to him! He will cater to your appetite!
"Is Yanbang sleeping with your sister forever? Or is your sister sleeping with Yanbang for the rest of your life? You both have to be so uncomfortable?"
Feng Xinglang really couldn't understand why Yan Bang and Cong Gang wanted such a dog to bite a dog!
Cong Gang did not answer Feng Xinglang's words, but squatted over to pick up the pot of Clivia that Feng Xinglang smashed.
Cong Gang's tepid attitude made Feng Xinglang unhappy. He stepped on that clivia. Under the stampede of his finely crafted leather shoes, the Clivia strain immediately disappeared.
It's like a woman being destroyed!
Cong Gang was still not angry. He stood up slowly and glanced at Feng Xinglang slightly.
"Do you know why Hetun likes to let others do multiple choice questions?"
Faintly, Cong just asked.
"I'm not interested to know!" Feng Xinglang sighed.
Cong Gang did not interrupt his words because of Feng Xinglang's snoring and suffocation:
"Because Hetun himself is a difficult household to choose from! He especially wants to see other people's choices!"
"Do you mean ... Hetun will let me do multiple choice questions again?"
Feng Xinglang raised Junyi's eyebrows coldly.
Cang Gang shook his head with a sigh, "It is only his means to do multiple choice questions; it is not his purpose!"
"Then what is his purpose?" Feng Xinglang asked sharply.
Cong Gang once again glanced at Feng Xinglang, "You are so smart, you need to ask me?"
Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lip corner, coldly evoked because of suppressed anger.
He stared deeply at Cong Gang's indifferent face, and really wanted to give him a hard punch.
"Cong Gang, I'll talk to you, why is it more and more laborious?"
"Fireworks are just a flash, but some people are willing to wait for it forever!"