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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 1052 - Understand Your Pain

Not to mention being shocked, he couldn't even smell a hint of blood!

But then, Wei Kang could smell a faint scent of hostility.

In fact, between Feng Xinglang and Feng Xinglang, I know you!

The muscles on Cong Gang's face twitched slightly as he faced Feng Xinglang, who didn't even need to pretend.

"Look after him!"

Cong Gang threw these two words towards Wei Kang and the others, then turned and left the room.

"..."

Was she really going to make the rhythm of the risotto for Feng Xinglang?

Wei Kang seemed to pity her master: No matter what, this is still a Boss. To throw away a helmet to get food for someone else is really disgraceful!

Even if they really wanted to make Feng Xinglang some risotto, they should have let him do it, didn't they?

"Wei Kang!"

Just as Wei Kang was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang who was lying down on the wooden bed. "Come and have a chat with me."

Wei Kang frowned, he knew that Feng Xinglang had something to say, and glanced towards Yannawa, who was beside him, and muttered a few words.

Yannawa glanced at Feng Xinglang, and then turned and left.

The anesthetic effect on Feng Xinglang's body had not been completely eliminated. No matter how good his eloquence was, he would still not be able to escape this place.

"Wei Kang, you should be able to tell by now that your master does not dare to touch me!"

Feng Xinglang sat up, and smirked: "It's only a matter of time before Cong Gang submits to me!"

Wei Kang was not stupid, of course he could understand the meaning behind Feng Xinglang's words.

However, subconsciously, Wei Kang accepted Feng Xinglang's words. was Feng Xinglang's bodyguard in close combat to begin with.

As for why things had turned out like this, it was unknown.

But one thing Wei Kang was certain of was that Cong Gang's goal was not to kill Feng Xinglang quickly, or maybe steal his money and power!

It felt like the master and servant duo were playing a game, but they also seemed to be playing it very seriously, as if it was real!

"Let's talk about the future later!" I only know how to obey him, that's all! "

Wei Kang did not fall into Feng Xinglang's trap.

He knew that Feng Xinglang was a person who distinguished between gratitude and grievances. Even if the Boss really submitted to him again in the future, Feng Xinglang would not make things difficult for him because of the current 'enmity'.

"I really have no idea!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "Do you have a cigarette?"

"Yes!"

Wei Kang answered straightforwardly, "But I won't give it to you! Because my master doesn't like people smoking in front of him! "

"..." The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth twitched, "I couldn't tell, but you're still quite loyal!"

Slightly paused, Feng Xinglang did not seem to want to give up, "If you follow me, doesn't that show your abilities? It's not like you've never been with me before! "

It was a little trivial to reminisce about.

Feng Xinglang remembered that Wei Kang was originally someone who was by Yan Bang's side; he dug out Wei Kang later on; later on, Wei Kang still chose his original master — the Cong Gang who was courting death!

Thinking about Basong, Feng Xinglang started to feel bad.

It seems that this damned Cong Gang was rather interested in placing his own claws and eyes at Yan Bang's side, before being excavated and used by him, Feng Xinglang?

Furthermore, it was not enough. How many times did he have to do it the same way?

Just because he, Feng Xinglang, trusted Yan Bang more?

There was no need to guess, Yan Bang should still have eyes and ears for him!

"Wei Kang, how did you get stuck by Yan Bang's side? Oh right, there's also that Buggy. "

Feng Xinglang casually asked. He knew that Wei Kang would not tell him honestly.

He was just asking to relieve his boredom.

"Maybe I just want to let you know: If our BOSS wants to kill Yan Bang, that's only a matter of time! Yet you chose to keep Cong Gang and get rid of our Boss … Feng Xinglang, if you are not truly foolish, then you must be in true love with Yan Bang! "

Hearing Wei Kang's words, Feng Xinglang's brows were scrunched together like a fried dough twist.

"Your dog eyes have been blinded!" I'm a f * * king straight out heterosexual, can't you see that? "

Feng Xinglang scolded. If not for his weak body, he would have already struck Wei Kang.

"Then what are you so excited about? You make people think that you and Yan Bang really have an affair! "

Wei Kang said with a cold humour. Not only was he accompanying Feng Xinglang in a casual chat, he also wanted to test the waters behind Feng Xinglang's words.

Because he didn't want the person Feng Xinglang wanted to get rid of to be his own boss, Cong Gang.

But Feng Xinglang didn't seem to want to continue the bullshit with Wei Kang. He lay back down on the wooden bed. "Go and make me a cup of coffee. It has to be ground."

"No!" Our Boss only drinks tea, so we only drink tea! "

"..."

When Cong Gang came in with the plate, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was falling asleep.

The face of the Italian cow-willow was sizzling. That strong and rich fragrance pervaded the small room, and it was hard for Feng Xinglang to not smell it even if he wanted to.

Cong Gang moved a simple, trestle-like dining table to the side of the wooden bed and placed the sizzling dining table on top of it.

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and glanced at Cong Gang with contempt.

"Pretend!" Why aren't you serving me like a dog? Cong Gang, this is your weakness! I can't change it in this lifetime! "

The arrogance and haughtiness of Feng Xinglang in front of Cong Gang was deeply ingrained.

From the day Cong Gang was retrieved by him, it was already determined that he would be the base person. At least, that was what Feng Xinglang had always thought!

Feng Xinglang raised his fork and stirred it, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Cong Gang.

"You're not poisoned, are you?"

"I don't dare!" There was no need! The crux of the matter is that it's too troublesome! "

Cong Gang moved the chair over and sat opposite of Feng Xinglang.

"Eat first, and I'll believe you!"

Feng Xinglang would no longer believe in Cong Gang as he did in the past.

Because as it turned out, Cong Gang had already escaped his control and became uncontrollable.

"..." Cong Gang was startled.

Let him have a bite first?

What do you mean?

Was this for him to eat on his plate?

Seeing Cong Gang's silence, Feng Xinglang's sword-like eyebrows lowered, "You couldn't have actually poisoned me, right?"

The corner of Cong Gang's lips slightly trembled, and when he took the fork from Feng Xinglang's hands, his rough and cold palm unnoticeably trembled. He ate all of the risotto that Feng Xinglang had wrapped around his fork in one gulp.

As he watched Cong Gang swallow everything into his stomach, and waited for a few seconds, Feng Xinglang finally started to eat his fill with great appetite.

Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang would not poison him to death, but it was hard to say if he would make a fool of himself.

Feng Xinglang ate in an uncultured manner and was not on the same level as Gentlemen, but his wild way of eating it, made people feel that it was delicious.

Scanning the wound below Cong Gang's collarbone, Feng Xinglang drank a mouthful of fresh orange juice.

"Cong Gang, can't we be like in the past? Even if you don't want to lower yourself to be my, Feng Xinglang's subordinate, we can still call you brother! "

Feng Xinglang activated his' Spirit Chicken Soup 'mode.

"Wait till I get rid of Hetun!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, and then shifted his gaze.

"You and Hetun have a deep grudge … or because of your mother? " Feng Xinglang continued to ask.

"Not all of them!"

Cong Gang lowered his head, as if he had thoughts that he couldn't get rid of.

"Not all?" What else is there? "

Feng Xinglang put another fork of risotto in his mouth, and while chewing, he looked at Cong Gang.

"Avenge that Feng Xinglang from the past! He saved my life. I can't let him get beaten up for nothing! Not even his own father! "

Cong Gang's words made him suddenly choked.

Suddenly, his heart ached. Even his breathing seemed to have been cut off.

"Cong Gang, there's no need … Even if it's just a little bit of his biology. "

After a long time, Feng Xinglang finally managed to overcome the pressure that was pushing down on his heart.

He tried his best to keep this part of the story sealed in the past, but there was someone who didn't want him to forget about it!

Every time he was exposed, the pain caused him to bleed profusely.

"Feng Xinglang, are you tired?"

Cong Gang did not directly answer Feng Xinglang's question. Instead, he asked a question in a light voice.

Feng Xinglang raised his head from the silence and looked at Cong Gang's face that was just inches away from him: It was as if that face had still not changed at all!

Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang suddenly caressed his own face, and asked meaningfully:

"Cong Gang, have I changed?"

"It hasn't changed much! At least I can still recognize you! "

Cong Gang's words were clear.

It really made one want to sleep.

"Cong Gang... Stop tormenting yourself! What is past, let it be past … I just want to spend the rest of my life with my wife and kids! "

Feng Xinglang drank all the orange juice in the cup in a bored manner.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you with your wife and children anymore. But you can't stop me from doing what I want!"

Cong Gang said indifferently, his voice was so gentle that the more one listened, the more they would want to sleep.

"Cong Gang, do you understand me?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"I don't need to understand you! You don't need others to understand you! "

Cong Gang's voice was still gentle.

"Then guess, do I understand you?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"You don't understand!"

Cong Gang laughed indifferently, "But you like to pretend that you understand!"

Feng Xinglang probably did not hear the latter part of the sentence. Because he was already sprawled on the dining table, dreaming.

Feng Xinglang's prediction was not wrong: Cong Gang would not poison him to death, but if there were anything else, it might be possible.

The world finally quieted down!

"Sleeping again?"

Looking at Feng Xinglang who was lying on the ground, Wei Kang walked in and asked.

Cong Gang's gaze slowly shifted away from Feng Xinglang's handsome face.

"Get a rope and tie him up!"

"Ah?" Tie Feng Xinglang up? "

Wei Kang was startled, "He's already unconscious like this, there's no need to tie him up, is there?"

Wei Kang stated on a piece of fact.

Since he didn't want to kill Feng Xinglang, then what was the point in doing so? Wouldn't it be more comfortable for him to just sleep on the wooden bed?

Unless the Boss didn't want Feng Xinglang to feel comfortable!

"You don't want the ransom of ten million?"

Cong Gang tilted his head and asked coldly, "Or do you want to take over that Somali list so that you can earn this ten million for me?"

"I'll go find the rope!"

Wei Kang immediately turned around.

"Get some more blood and apply it onto Feng Xinglang's clean face. Then, you can send a photo to Yan Bang and have him bring ten million to the observation deck to redeem the people. "