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Chapter 750 - What to Wear at a Funeral

Lan Youyou was laughing.

The chains that bound him clanked.

The imprisoned beauty, when mixed with the bloodlust and brutality, was extremely cold.

"I'm afraid you still don't know the relationship between the Hetun and Feng Xinglang? It's good for you to let a fool die! "

Lan Youyou should have already guessed the relationship between the Hetun and Feng Xinglang. It wasn't easy for Feng Xinglang to leave the Pater Castle alive. Furthermore, Lin Xueluo and her son came back with him.

Furthermore, Hetun suddenly changed the name of Feng Xinglang to 'Ah Lang', which made people's hair stand on end.

This was because this savage fellow, Hetun, was not someone who could stir up emotions!

Then there was only one other reason: Before Hetun and Feng Xinglang, there was some sort of close relationship. It was only after Feng Xinglang went to the Pater Castle that the Hetun found out about this!

Lan Youyou remembered: In the Pater Castle, there had always been a wax sculpture of a woman hidden deeply. And this woman must be related to the Hetun's brutal pursuit of the Feng Brothers! And Feng Xinglang was also the Feng Family's illegitimate child …

"You want to join hands with the Hetun to kill me? Lan Youyou, do you think I will still give you that chance? "

Yan Bang knew that Lan Youyou was the adopted daughter of the Hetun. It was not strange that she wanted to work with the Hetun to deal with him. As for the relationship between and the Hetun that she mentioned, Yan Bang was not interested at all. Other than the irreconcilable hatred between them, there was nothing else.

Suddenly, Yan Bang grabbed Lan Youyou's chin and squeezed fiercely. Lan Youyou's chin was almost dislocated by his ruthlessness.

That enlarged, sinister scarred face was right in front of him; Lan Youyou could not avoid it. She wanted to continue cursing at Yan Bang, but the sharp pain from her chin that was about to break caused her to lose the ability to even shut her mouth.

"Since you have seen my naked body? Then as an equal exchange, shouldn't you let me have a look as well? "

Yan Bang lowered his eyelids, and swept a glance in front of Lan Youyou's clean and clear body. (TL: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU)))

"No …" No …. Don't mess with me! "

Lan Youyou's chin was almost dislocated. He mumbled to himself, and was no longer able to speak clearly.

"What a pity, I am really not interested in women!" Yan Bang released Lan Youyou.

They thought that Yan Bang's torture was over just like that, but Lan Youyou never thought that it was only the beginning.

"This woman is yours!" Remember to give me a good play, a good play! "As much fun as I can get!"

Yan Bang moved a chair over and sat down three meters away from Lan Youyou.

"I'll sit here and watch you guys play! Whoever dares not to put in the effort, I will send you all to the underground boxing arena to be used as live targets. "

Lan Youyou was close to despair. In this dark room, which was called 'Every day is a waste of time', there was only death left for her.

Lan Youyou thought of biting his tongue to commit suicide, but the feasibility of this method wasn't very likely. It was not as easy as he had imagined, but it was much more difficult than the legends said.

Just as the muscular men were about to take off their clothes and show their flesh, a knock came from the door of the secret chamber.

"Brother Bang, Second Master Feng has come. He can't wait to see you!"

Feng Xinglang did indeed want to see Yan Bang, but he was not as mysterious as his subordinates.

"So fast?"

Yan Bang's thick eyebrows rose, "I really can't forget about my own sister-in-law! This is great, the two brothers are actually sharing a woman. "

Although he was unhappy that Feng Xinglang could not forget about his own sister-in-law, Lan Youyou, Yan Bang still stood up.

How could he not see Feng Xinglang?!

"Um …" Put on your pants first! Wait until this daddy arrives, then you guys can start working again! "

After throwing those cold words to his subordinates, Yan Bang turned and left the dark room.

******

Feng Xinglang waited in Yan Bang's private treatment room.

The smell of the disinfectant made Feng Xinglang's eyebrows twitch slightly. Before this, in order to help big brother Feng Lixin expand his skin, he had already slowly adapted to the smell of the disinfectant.

Yan Bang walked in. He wiped the blood off the scar on his face with the antidote towel. He was such a bloodthirsty person, but he was as fierce towards his own body as Yan Bang was.

"You're here?"

He slightly raised his voice, but when his gaze landed on Feng Xinglang's body, it was exceptionally warm.

Feng Xinglang raised his head, and looked deeply into Yan Bang's eyes, "You're not done yet, why are you wandering around? I really hope that I can help you collect your corpse! "

Yan Bang sat down opposite of Feng Xinglang, and stared deeply at Feng Xinglang's handsome and resolute face, smiling faintly.

Every slight movement of the face would pull at the wound on Yan Bang's cheek that had just been sewn shut. It would definitely hurt, but Yan Bang could do it without worry. It was as if this body wasn't his own!

"Feng Xinglang, what color clothes did you prepare for my funeral?"

Yan Bang asked with a teasing tone. It was as if death was as normal as eating and sleeping for him.

"He should be wearing black..."

Feng Xinglang did not evade, and unexpectedly replied to Yan Bang's question in a good mood.

"How unlucky is the black! He was like a dead father! I'll wear that sapphire blue suit. You are the most beautiful man I've ever seen in a dark blue suit! "

Yan Bang teased. Every time he spoke, blood would gush out from the sewn wound. It was a shocking sight to behold.

Feng Xinglang was silent.

He did not like this topic!

It was suffocatingly heavy!

Yan Bang's personal doctor pushed a medical cart over. While Feng Xinglang was around, he wanted to treat Yan Bang's face and treat his wounds.

"You f * cking dared to use that thing to rub my face again, I'll kill you!"

Yan Bang roared, like an uncontrollable beast. He was a person that didn't even care about his own body.

After being yelled at by Yan Bang, the doctor lifted up the pincer technique and put it back.

"I'll hold him, you do it!"

Feng Xinglang cut both of Yan Bang's hands off, and then used his arms to strangle's neck, forcing him to raise his face up, so that the doctor could treat his wounds.

Yan Bang obediently submitted to Feng Xinglang's strength. It seemed to be enjoyable.

Ten minutes later, the doctor had treated the wound on Yan Bang's face and used a needle less suture to close the wound.

"I just saved your life last night. You should repay me for what you did, right?"

Finally, Feng Xinglang began his journey to the Yulong City to talk.

"Of course we have to repay him! Your father is preparing to repay you with my life! "

Looking up, Yan Bang saw that Feng Xinglang's chin was as sharp as a knife. His handsome facial features were clearly defined.

"With your half crippled body, does laozi want it as a specimen?"

Feng Xinglang lowered her eyes, "Let Lan Youyou go! Even if you want to repay me for saving your life last night! "