Chapter 1007
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"Old Ba, I want to go in and bring food to my dear mommy!"
The little fellow dragged out his voice and murmured, trying to be obedient.
"What's the hurry? Your mommy will eat your bastard father when she's hungry! "
Xing Ba replied leisurely. He liked it very much when the little fellow snuggled in his arms. Usually, he just watched the little fellow get close to Old Twelve.
"Eat my bastard father?"
The little fellow wanted to pull off Xing Ba's beard, but it was too short to hold. "Can my bastard father eat? My mommy doesn't like to eat people! "
"This' eating 'is not that' eating '. This is the fun between adults! You don't understand! "
Xing Ba scratched the little fellow's nose. "Your mommy has you because she ate your father once! Maybe it's more than once! You're so willful and rude. I guess your mommy will eat you ten or eight times! "
"What did my mommy eat? You always say things that we children can't understand! Old Ba, you're getting worse and worse! I almost don't like you anymore! "
The little fellow, who was spoiled and arrogant, would always use 'I don't like you' as a bargaining chip to threaten her sworn brothers.
"Be good and wait! After they're done, they'll come out to eat! "
Xing Ba kissed the little fellow, his eyes full of love.
Feng Xinglang didn't sleep well this time.
Perhaps it was because of the fear and exhaustion of the past few days, the woman in his arms slept soundly under Feng Xinglang's coercion.
Although he was attached to the woman's gentle embrace, Feng Xinglang still reluctantly and carefully got up from the hospital bed.
He pressed his warm lips on the woman's forehead and didn't leave until a long time later.
As soon as the door of the ward was opened, Xing Ba vigilantly turned his head to look around.
The little fellow was curled up in Xing Ba's arms, sleeping soundly, and moved his little mouth from time to time.
"… I'll heat up something for you to eat."
There was a bathroom inside. Feng Xinglang still came out at this time, so he must have come out to look for food.
"No need! I'm going out to do something! "
Feng Xinglang took a step forward and put his hand on Xing Ba's shoulder to stop him from getting up. "I'll have to trouble you to take care of Nuonuo."
"You're going out so late?"
"Yes. It's urgent. "
"Then be careful. Three or four o 'clock in the morning is the time when the Yin Qi is the strongest! "
Feng Xinglang didn't respond to Xing Ba's other reminders. He just rubbed his son's blushing cheeks with his fingertips a few times.
*****
The night in the city was never lonely.
Although the city's roads were not as crowded as it was during the day, there were cars whizzing past from time to time.
Under the illumination of the neon lights, it didn't have the gloomy feeling that Xing Ba had mentioned at all. Instead, it added a touch of romance to the city.
The black supercar whizzed toward Yulong City like an arrow released from a bow.
Barricades were set up at the entrance. It should be a new security guard. He stopped Feng Xinglang's car.
"Are you new here?" Feng Xinglang rolled down the window and asked.
"Sir, please show me your VIP card."
What Yulong City lacked the least was members who drove all kinds of luxury cars.
"Just look at my face clearly! Remember this: My name is Feng Xinglang! Don't stop my car! Otherwise, you'll have to look for a new job in Shen Cheng! "
"Sir, you don't have to scare me. Even the head of the yamen has to show the necessary pass when he comes to our Yulong City. "
"Director Feng, the newcomer doesn't know anything. Please forgive him."
The security captain immediately rushed over and repeatedly apologized while removing the barricades.
"Very good young man! I like him! "
Feng Xinglang praised the new security guard, then stepped on the accelerator and drove the supercar into Yulong City.
"Are you blind?! He's our Director Yan's favorite! How dare you stop him? "
"Favorite … favorite? Isn't he a man? "
"Country bumpkin, nowadays, you can cross races. Why do you still need to distinguish between men and women?!"
"…"
Without letting Leopard Head disturb Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang walked into Yan Bang's living room.
Yan Bang didn't sleep on the bed. Instead, he lay on the sofa in the middle of the living room with his limbs wide open.
Feng Xinglang stared at Yan Bang for a while. He reached out to wake him up but paused.
Looking around, Feng Xinglang's gaze fell on the northern corner of the living room.
The safe was sealed in the wall. From the outside, nothing unusual could be seen.
Feng Xinglang lightly knocked twice and fumbled for a hidden fingerprint scanner on the wall. After pressing it twice without any response, he turned around and his gaze fell on Yan Bang on the sofa.
It seemed that only Yan Bang's fingerprint worked!
How could he get Yan Bang's fingerprint from a distance of more than ten meters?
In fact, the method was quite simple: he could wake Yan Bang up and let him record his fingerprint himself; or he could directly chop off his finger.
Here came the problem: without knowing which finger Yan Bang recorded, did he have to chop it off one by one to try?
Feng Xinglang returned to the sofa and once again stared at Yan Bang who was sleeping soundly.
"Hey, are you dead asleep?"
Feng Xinglang lightly slapped Yan Bang's cheek with the back of his hand. "Your uncle is here to see you!"
"Feng Xinglang, why aren't you drinking with Cong Gang? What are you doing here?"
Yan Bang had already woken up when Feng Xinglang touched the safe.
"I'm here to see if you're dead or not!"
Feng Xinglang coldly snorted. "I want something. Do you still have any left?"
Yan Bang opened his eyes with a complicated look and stared at Feng Xinglang who was sitting on the sofa.
"Is Cong Gang your type?" Yan Bang asked.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang, seemingly uninterested in his question. He got up and walked to the door of the living room.
"You're leaving?"
Yan Bang turned to look at Feng Xinglang's back. "It seems that I really make you hate me!"
Feng Xinglang ignored Yan Bang. He pushed open the door of the living room and leaned half of his body out. "Leopard Head, your master is hungry. Go make some supper! Make it simple. It's best if you can make some sea cucumber soup that's good for the stomach. "
"Yes, Second Master. I'll get the chef to do it." Leopard Head responded and retreated.
When Feng Xinglang returned to the living room, he still ignored Yan Bang. Instead, he laid down on the sofa that Yan Bang had just slept on and closed his eyes to rest.
"What are you busy with? Why haven't you eaten yet? "Yan Bang asked.
"I'm busy making a baby with my wife! It's none of your business! "Feng Xinglang sneered.
Yan Bang didn't say anything else. He just quietly stared at Feng Xinglang, who was resting with his eyes closed.
He knew that Feng Xinglang had a very obvious purpose for this trip. Even if he didn't ask, he would have taken the initiative to ask.
"Do you still have that thing on hand?" Feng Xinglang asked again.
"What thing?"
"The thing to deal with the scab head of the south of the city!"
"You want that thing … Who are you going to deal with?"
"Can't I use it to commit suicide?"
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