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

Chapter 1060 - People Are Truly Scum!

"Are you really not going?"

Feng Xinglang asked with sunken eyes.

"..."

Cong Gang was too lazy to answer Feng Xinglang's meaningless question. He turned to Wei Kang and said: "See the guest out! If he doesn't want to go out, then hit him until he climbs out himself! "

"It looks like if I don't use a fierce medicine, you won't obediently submit! Cong Gang, you forced my hand! "

Feng Xinglang glared at Feng Xinglang as he took out an electronic product that resembled a U disk from his pocket.

He shook under Cong Gang's eyelids for a while, "Guess what's good about this?"

Cong Gang swept his eyes across Feng Xinglang in a contemptuous manner, "Feng Xinglang, what nonsense are you playing now? "It's no use, I won't take advantage of you!"

Feng Xinglang smiled evilly, leaned forward, and whispered a few sentences into Cong Gang's ear.

After that, anger, embarrassment and anger started to pile up on Cong Gang's resolute face as he gritted his teeth and took deep breaths.

In the next second, Cong Gang's ghostly hands moved as fast as lightning, and Feng Xinglang had already expected it, immediately retreating his entire upper body.

"What are you fighting for? I still have a bunch of copie products! You can't finish them all! "

"Feng Xinglang, you are despicable and shameless!"

The muscles on Cong Gang's face were already trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm that despicable, what can you do to me?"

Feng Xinglang admired the anger on Cong Gang's face, "I'll give you one minute to think it over! Otherwise, the thing inside the USB drive will roll and play throughout the entire Shen City's commercial street! "

Feng Xinglang raised his straight eyebrows recklessly, as he was very satisfied with Cong Gang's internal struggle at this moment.

"Feng Xinglang, you are really a scum!"

Cong Gang's angry curses came from behind him.

Cong Gang knew clearly that he would definitely be able to do something as immoral, as immoral as this.

"Curse!" Curse as much as you want! You still have fifty seconds! "

Feng Xinglang strode forward with his powerful long legs, leisurely walking out.

Sweeping his eyes across the USB in his hand, Feng Xinglang laughed sinisterly: This is truly a good thing! He had finally found Cong Gang's weakness!

Just that, who would have thought that someone like Cong Gang, who liked to live by the blade, would actually care about this?

"Boss, what's on the USB drive?" While Feng Xinglang is still around, we will snatch him back! "

Wei Kang felt Cong Gang's abnormality and instinctively asked.

"I'll make a trip to Pater Castle! The project continued! These few days, don't go and provoke Yan Bang. "

"Boss, do you really want to personally go?"

Wei Kang was slightly startled, "Pater Castle is the lair of the Hetun, it's too dangerous. Let me go with Feng Xinglang! "

"Don't we still have Feng Xinglang, the perfect hostage? If Hetun dares to touch me, I will destroy his son first! "

Cong Gang's words sounded as if they were filled with anger and hatred towards Feng Xinglang.

Seeing Cong Gang's cold face with his carriage, Feng Xinglang's sinister smile spread across his handsome face.

Feng Xinglang lazily half reclined on the spacious back seat, while Cong Gang sat on the first seat.

"Look at how wronged you are, is there a need to put on a face? I didn't do anything to you! "

Cong Gang was silent. It seemed that he did not want to talk to a scumbag like Feng Xinglang at all.

"Basong, your rotten idea is really useful! "Thank you!"

Feng Xinglang suddenly said something that Basong found strange.

"... What kind of rotten idea is this? "

At that time, Basong had a stupefied look on his face: What rotten idea did he come up with? He didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything either!

Cong Gang swept Basong a fierce and cold glance.

Even if Basong did not turn his head to look, Cong Gang's killing gaze still stared him down, and caused him to tremble.

Obviously, Feng Xinglang's words had some effect.

Feng Xinglang only said this casually, but the reaction between master and servant was already beginning to be suspicious of each other.

In the first class, Feng Xinglang lied down on the half-curved, elongated seats with his eyes closed, resting.

Basong weakly looked at Cong Gang, wanting to say something but hesitating; he almost carved 'I am innocent' on his forehead.

Cong Gang coldly swept a glance at Basong, and indicated for him to go to the entrance and stop all the flight attendants who might come in. Basong immediately followed along.

At that time, Cong Gang was no longer able to calmly judge whether Feng Xinglang was in deep sleep or light sleep; or perhaps he was just closing his eyes to rest.

At this moment, the only thing he wanted to do was to get that storage from Feng Xinglang.

Cong Gang's movements were very light, light as a feather that merely brushed past.

Such a movement should not be enough to wake Feng Xinglang up; however, if Feng Xinglang was already awake, then it would be a different story.

"What are you touching …" Cong Gang, when will you be able to change your habit of stealing from chickens and dogs? "

Feng Xinglang was awake. He did not open his eyes to look at Cong Gang, but only lazily snorted.

"Feng Xinglang, give me the thing!"

Cong Gang returned to his seat beside Feng Xinglang, "I've already agreed to accept your work."

"What's the rush? I'll give it to you!"

Feng Xinglang scoffed.

Cong Gang swept his eyes across Feng Xinglang, "Feng Xinglang, don't go too far."

"I'm going too far, what can you do to me?"

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and said sternly, "Cong Gang, you are so overbearing that you even dare to touch the person I love so much!"

Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, "You will thank me in the future!"

"I'm grateful to the whole family!"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "Cong Gang, how are you going to fight the Hetun? I don't care! "But if you dare touch my wife and children again, I will definitely make it difficult for you to die!"

"You frighten me!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned his head to the side and did not look at him.

Feng Xinglang hated to see Cong Gang being so stubborn the most. He smiled, leaned forward, and said something in a low voice.

"Rascal!" Cong Gang's face started to turn red again.

When they arrived at Pater Castle day and night, it was because of the time difference that night had just fallen.

From afar, the Pater Castle's gate looked wide open. It was as if he was waiting to welcome his guest.

If the crown prince, Feng Xinglang, didn't come to the Pater Castle, it would be strange if the Hetun didn't know.

Xueluo who could not get through to Pater Castle, went straight to Shallow Water Bay to find Xing Ba. She knew that Xing Ba would definitely have a specific channel to contact the Hetun. This would allow the Hetun to be mentally prepared in advance.

"Stop!" I'll get out of the car! " Cong Gang stopped Basong who was in the middle of driving.

"Get out of the car? Now? Won't you come in with us? " Basong asked in confusion.

"You two can go in!" If you aren't too stupid, you should know that using Feng Xinglang to threaten Hetun is the most useful! "

Cong Gang reminded Basong in a different way.

"Cong Gang, you aren't thinking of being a turtle that hides its head, are you?" Feng Xinglang said with a dissatisfied tone.

"I've already said it: it's enough for the two of you to go in and fish them up!"

"I am your true customer. It's up to me whether it's enough or not! "

Cong Gang withdrew his legs at this time, it really wasn't his style to do so.

"Don't worry!" If you run into any danger, I'll be ready to appear at any time! "

Cong Gang turned his head and looked at Feng Xinglang who was in the back row.

These words … Feng Xinglang still believed it!

The former Cong Gang was Feng Xinglang's trump card, and also his trump card. It seemed that with Cong Gang here, Feng Xinglang would be able to be confident and conceited even more.

"I believe you!"

Once again, Feng Xinglang chose to believe in Cong Gang. "Basong, let him get off! The two of us will go in. "

The black hat and uniform fused Cong Gang with the darkening sky. He hid himself in the forest and watched as the SUV headed towards the Pater Castle.

In the Pater Castle, the lights were all on.

"Foster father, Feng Xinglang is here. There were only two people in the SUV; one was Feng Xinglang, and the other was Basong. They stopped midway and one person came down. The sky was too far away and it was dark, so I couldn't clearly see that person's face. "

"Is that kid still on guard against me, his father? What are you planning to do about it?! "

Tonight's Hetun was especially excited, "It's such a pity that Xueluo didn't come."

"Father, Feng Xinglang came back really brazenly this time … Be careful that he is angry with you again. "

Xing Shi'er reminded Hetun. Don't just focus on the joy at the moment, but also anticipate the potential danger.

"I am truly happy that Ah Lang is here."

Hetun pulled at the tie on her neck excitedly. She looked like she had gone through a lot of meticulous preparations.

Xing Shi'er really wanted to say: The reason why Feng Xinglang was willing to come here, was purely to get his son;

But how could Xing Shi'er bear to sweep foster father Hetun's interest?

The jeep stopped in front of a huge stone castle where Xing Wu was waiting with a man dressed in Tang suit.

"Young Master Xing, Mister Xing is waiting for you in the hall."

The person wearing the Tang suit didn't look like a Chinese, but he was fluent in Chinese.

"Basong, let's go in!"

Feng Xinglang did not care about him at all.

But Basong was stopped by the gigantic Xing Wu, "The crown prince can enter! You must stay here! "

Xing Wu's Chinese was not good, but he had recently learned a 'crown prince' from Xing Shi'er.

From what he knew, "Crown Prince" should be a special title for his own son, Feng Xinglang; it was different from the group of foster son s he had.

"Basong, whoever dares to stop you, I will chop them off!"

Feng Xinglang ordered coldly.

Sou! Basong immediately took out a dagger from his waist and slashed towards the defenseless Xing Wu.

The Xing Wu was shocked and instinctively retreated. Basong did not want to continue fighting and followed closely behind Feng Xinglang into the living room that was brightly lit.

"Nuonuo... Nuonuo! "

Feng Xinglang turned a blind eye to the incoming Hetun; he looked around the entire living room, just to find his son Feng Linnuo.

"Feng Linnuo! Father came to bring you home! "

"Ah Lang, Fourteen is bringing Fifteen to take a bath, and he will be here in a while. You must be tired after sitting on the plane for so long. Sit down and have some tea. "

This was obviously arranged by the Hetun.

He predicted that when Feng Xinglang saw the little thing, he would immediately carry it and leave.

A wise son could not be a father!