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Chapter 811 - Mysteries

He ran like the wind, lifting up the leaves on the ground and causing them to fly into the air like butterflies.

Feng Xinglang's face had been in a condensed state the entire time, and a wave of undispersed hostility gathered between his brows.

At the entrance of Mount Pan, the overrun activated the trigger. No roadblocks were set up, but the people in the villa were aware of the uninvited guests who were trespassing.

Wei Kang was also with Cong Gang that night. Because there was going to be a major event in the future, Cong Gang needed more people.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"

Wei Kang notified Cong Gang right away.

The brush in Cong Gang's hands stopped at the design, he guessed that he was probably researching the feasibility of the plan.

"So early? It seems a little early! "

There was a profound meaning to Cong Gang's words that could not be fathomed.

"Boss, could it be that Feng Xinglang is doing this for Yan Bang … Why don't you come and ask us for forgiveness? "

Wei Kang felt that Feng Xinglang did not come with good intentions tonight.

"Even if he wants to denounce us, he will look for the Hetun first!"

Cong Gang truly felt that Feng Xinglang had come for a request tonight.

"If Hetun shows his cards to Feng Xinglang, then we will be under big suspicion!"

It was as if Wei Kang didn't want to become enemies with Feng Xinglang at all. It wasn't just because Feng Xinglang wasn't an easy opponent to deal with.

"Don't worry, before we make our move, even if Feng Xinglang thinks about Yan Bang, we won't be able to find anything!"

Pausing slightly, Cong Gang looked at Wei Kang with a sidelong glance, "Be smarter, don't say too much in front of Feng Xinglang!"

"Alright. "Then when he comes, I'll just avoid him!"

The best way to deal with Feng Xinglang was to avoid direct confrontation with him.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Wei Kang had already automatically blocked himself.

Cong Gang sat in the living room filled with beautiful flowers and flowers, sipping his tea.

Looking at Cong Gang who was surrounded by all kinds of red leaves and potted plants, Feng Xinglang frowned his handsome eyebrows slightly.

"Make yourself look like an otherworldly expert who doesn't care about the world … It's quite mysterious? "

The things Feng Xinglang said in front of Cong Gang, had never been very pleasant to hear. Subconsciously, in terms of ideology, Feng Xinglang was already a level higher than Cong Gang.

In other words, Cong Gang was just a useless life that he had taken from the pool of blood on Chinatown!

Cong Gang's life should be his! But Cong Gang was so arrogant, this made Feng Xinglang very unhappy.

Perhaps, in Feng Xinglang's eyes, Yan Bang was on equal footing with him, but Cong Gang was inferior to him!

But Cong Gang just had to show off something that was one level above him, so of course Feng Xinglang wouldn't show him any face.

"At such a late hour? Don't you have to warm up your wife and children in bed at home? "

Cong Gang's mood would never get any worse because of Feng Xinglang's sarcasm and ridicule. He always had an unperturbed and calm appearance, as if he was as steady as a boulder.

In Feng Xinglang's eyes, all that was left was the word 'cheap'!

"Cong Gang, why do I want to beat you up so badly?"

Looking at Cong Gang's calm and collected expression, Feng Xinglang could not help but want to punch out the calmness on Cong Gang's face.

"You will have the chance! In the near future! "

Cong Gang's words had a profound meaning.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked probingly: "Hearing your words …. Did you do something wrong to me behind my back? "

"Then I won't give you a chance to beat me up!" I'll take back what I just said! "

Cong Gang's lukewarm words made everyone unhappy.

"There is no need to wait for the near future! I can beat you up right now! "

Feng Xinglang threw his purpose for coming here to the side, and used a hook fist to strike at Cong Gang's face, which made him extremely unhappy.

As expected: Cong Gang dodged Feng Xinglang's attack gracefully.

If Feng Xinglang could hit Cong Gang, then there was only one possibility: Cong Gang wanted Feng Xinglang to beat him up!

And at this moment, Cong Gang clearly did not want Feng Xinglang to hit him, so Feng Xinglang was not able to!

"If you have the guts, then don't dodge!" Feng Xinglang hissed.

"If I really do not move, then you will beat me up … This is no longer a useless category, but a matter of IQ! "

Cong Gang felt that he spoke a lot tonight.

Or perhaps, it had been a long time since he'd faced his Second Master Feng at such a close distance.

Feng Xinglang retracted the hook fist he made and lit up a cigarette, dryly inhaling and exhaling the smoke.

Cong Gang hated people smoking in front of him.

But when faced with Feng Xinglang who intentionally put his character down, Cong Gang remained silent.

If he was not allowed to smoke, he would only smoke more harshly. , who had no other choice, could only choose to remain silent.

"There's something I want you to do!"

After he had swallowed and exhaled most of the smoke, Feng Xinglang finally started his journey.

Cong Gang was surrounded by the smoke. He indifferently waved his hand to wave the smoke around his nose, not showing any signs of anger.

"I've been a little busy lately. "I'll do it after a while!"

Cong Gang did not ask Feng Xinglang what he wanted him to do.

"What the hell can you do? You want to pick up Joe from me again? "

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, Cong Gang, the servant should not be so disobedient to his master.

"Talk to an old enemy!"

Cong Gang did not beat around the bush, but he was not honest either.

"Old enemy? Yan Bang? "

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes as he asked with a low and stern voice.

Didn't I tell you already: Yan Bang is not on my list!

Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, but he still remained calm and collected.

"Who is that? Tell me about it! Maybe I can help you! "

Feng Xinglang lazily leaned on the soft cloth, placing his legs on the coffee table in front of Cong Gang.

With an awe-inspiring 'I am your grandpa' attitude.

"When the time is ripe, I will ask for your help."

Cong Gang sounded very sincere.

Although Cong Gang did not reject him, he did not seem to be willing to agree either. What 'a short period of time', in Feng Xinglang's opinion, was purely a rejection of his strategy of delaying the battle.

"Then lend me your Wei Kang for a few days … "Is that all right?"

Pausing slightly, Feng Xinglang added, "Since I can't get you, this great Buddha, to order your little soldier around, you can't possibly not give me this face, right?"

"In just a few days time! I hope that President Feng will not be so impatient! "Actually, I can guess what you wanted me to do!"

Cong Gang's words, no matter how you listened to it, sounded full of sincerity, and even 'you' had been used.

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows twitched, "What I want you to do... Can you really guess? "

Cong Gang laughed indifferently, "Actually, I am quite surprised that you could make such a decision!"