There wasn't even the slightest smell of blood, let alone thrilling!
However, Wei Kang could faintly sense the tension in the air.
In fact, Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang were playing the game of "I understand you"!
Meeting Feng Xinglang's gaze, which was already very bossy even without pretending, Cong Gang's facial muscles twitched slightly.
"Look after him!"
Cong Gang threw these words at Wei Kang and the others, then turned and left the room.
"…"
Was he really going to make stewed noodles for Feng Xinglang?
Wei Kang seemed to feel sorry for his master. He was a boss, after all. Throwing away his armor to make food for others, it was very unbecoming!
Even if he really wanted to make stewed noodles for Feng Xinglang, shouldn't it be done by his subordinate?
"Wei Kang!"
Wei Kang was just about to turn and leave when Feng Xinglang, who was lying on the wooden bed, called out, "Talk to me."
Wei Kang frowned slightly, knowing that Feng Xinglang should have something to say, so he glanced sideways at Yan Nawa beside him and muttered something in Thai.
Yan Nawa glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned and left.
The anesthetic effect on Feng Xinglang's body had not completely disappeared. No matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't escape from here.
"Wei Kang, you should have already seen that your master doesn't dare to mess with me!"
Feng Xinglang sat up, the corners of his lips slightly hooked. "Cong Gang surrendering to me is only a matter of time!"
Wei Kang wasn't stupid. Of course, he could hear Feng Xinglang's intention to drive a wedge between them.
But subconsciously, Wei Kang agreed with Feng Xinglang's words. Cong Gang was originally Feng Xinglang's bodyguard.
As for why it became like this today, no one knew.
But there was one thing Wei Kang could be sure of: Cong Gang's purpose was not to kill Feng Xinglang, nor to seize his money and power!
It felt like the master and servant were playing around, but they seemed to be playing very seriously, as if it was real!
"Let's talk about the future in the future! I only know to obey him, that's it! "
Wei Kang didn't fall into Feng Xinglang's trap.
He knew that Feng Xinglang was a person who could clearly distinguish between kindness and hatred. 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 'opposition'.
"How ignorant!"
Feng Xing snorted, "Do you have a cigarette?"
"Yes!"
Wei Kang agreed readily, "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 again. "I didn't expect you to be so loyal!"
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang did not seem to want to give up. "If you follow me, won't you be able to show off your abilities better? It's not like you haven't been with me before! "
Now that he thought about it, it was indeed a little trivial.
Feng Xinglang remembered that Wei Kang used to be by Yan Bang's side. Later on, Wei Kang was discovered by Feng Xinglang. Later on, Wei Kang still chose his original master — the death-seeking Cong Gang!
Thinking of Bassoon from Wei Kang, Feng Xinglang felt unwell.
It seemed that this damn Cong Gang was rather keen on planting his lackeys and spies around Yan Bang so that he, Feng Xinglang, could dig them out and use them?
Moreover, if he wasn't satisfied once, he would do it a few more times?
Just because he, Feng Xinglang, trusted Yan Bang more?
There was no need to guess, Cong Gang must have planted spies around Yan Bang!
"Wei Kang, how did this damn Cong Gang plant you by Yan Bang's side? Oh right, there's also that Chong San. "
Feng Xinglang asked casually. He knew that Wei Kang would not tell him the truth.
He was just asking to relieve his boredom.
"Maybe he just wanted you to know that if our boss wanted to kill Yan Bang, it would be a piece of cake! But you chose to keep Cong Gang and get rid of our boss … Feng Xinglang, if you're not really stupid, then you must really love Yan Bang! "
Hearing Wei Kang's words, Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were almost twisted into a dough twist.
"You're blind, you dog! I'm f * cking heterosexual through and through, can't you tell? "
Feng Xinglang scolded. If it wasn't for his weak body, he would have already given Wei Kang a hook.
"Then why are you so agitated? You're making people think that you and Yan Bang really have an affair! "
Wei Kang said coldly. Not only was he chatting with Feng Xinglang, he also wanted to test Feng Xinglang's intentions.
Because he didn't want the person Feng Xinglang wanted to get rid of to be his boss, Cong Gang.
But Feng Xinglang didn't seem to want to continue talking nonsense with Wei Kang. He lay back on the wooden bed. "Go make me a cup of coffee, freshly ground."
"No! Our boss only drinks tea, so only tea! "
"…"
*****
When Cong Gang came in with a tray, Feng Xinglang was lying on the wooden bed with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.
The Italian beef tenderloin noodles sizzled. The strong aroma permeated the small room, and it was hard for Feng Xinglang not to smell it.
Cong Gang moved a simple trestle dining table to the side of the wooden bed and placed the sizzling dining table on it.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Cong Gang with a look of disdain.
"Pretentious! Won't you serve me like a dog?! Cong Gang, this is your deep-rooted bad habit! You can't change it for the rest of your life! "
Feng Xinglang's arrogance and disdain in front of Cong Gang were deep-rooted.
From the day he picked Cong Gang up, his identity was destined to be despicable. At least that was what Feng Xinglang always thought!
Feng Xinglang picked up a fork and stirred it for a while, then raised his head and looked at Cong Gang with a slight frown.
"You didn't poison it, did you, you dog?"
"I wouldn't dare! There's no need for that! It's too troublesome! "
Cong Gang moved a chair over and sat opposite Feng Xinglang.
"Have a bite first, I'll believe you!"
Feng Xinglang no longer trusted Cong Gang as much as before.
Because the facts had proven that Cong Gang had already broken away from Feng Xinglang's control and became uncontrollable.
"…" Cong Gang was stunned.
Let him have a bite first?
What did that mean?
Did he want him to eat it on his plate?
Seeing that Cong Gang was silent, Feng Xinglang frowned. "You didn't f * cking poison me, did you?"
The corner of Cong Gang's lips trembled. When he took the fork from Feng Xinglang's hand, his rough palm trembled imperceptibly. He finished the stewed noodles that Feng Xinglang had stirred on the fork in one bite.
Watching Cong Gang swallow it into his stomach, Feng Xinglang waited for a few seconds before he ate with a good appetite.
Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang wouldn't poison him to death, but it was hard to say if he would embarrass him.
Feng Xinglang's table manners weren't refined, and he wasn't even close to being a gentleman, but the wild way he ate made people feel that it was delicious.
Glancing at the bandaged wound below Cong Gang's collarbone, Feng Xinglang drank a mouthful of freshly squeezed orange juice.
"Cong Gang, can't we be like before? Even if you don't want to be my, Feng Xinglang's, subordinate, we can still call each other brothers! "
Feng Xinglang activated his' chicken soup for the soul 'mode.
"Let's talk after I get rid of River Tun!"
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, then shifted his gaze.
"You have a deep grudge against River Tun … or is it because of your mother?" Feng Xinglang continued to ask.
"Not all of it!"
Cong Gang lowered his head, as if he had some unresolved thoughts.
"Not all of it? Then what else is there? "
Feng Xinglang sent another forkful of stewed noodles into his mouth, chewing as he looked at Cong Gang.
"To avenge that Feng Xinglang! He saved my life, I can't let him be beaten up by others for nothing! Even his own father can't do it! "
Cong Gang's words made Feng Xinglang suddenly choke.
Suddenly, his heart wrenched in pain. Even his breathing seemed to be stopped.
"Cong Gang, there's no need for that … even if it's to repay his biological favor."
After a long time, Feng Xinglang finally recovered from the heart-wrenching depression.
He tried his best to seal this past in the past, but there was someone who didn't want him to forget it!
Every time someone uncovered it, he would bleed from the pain.
"Feng Xinglang, are you tired?"
Cong Gang didn't directly answer Feng Xinglang's question, but faintly asked back.
Feng Xinglang raised his head from the silence and looked at Cong Gang's face, which was very close to him. It seemed that this face was still the same as before, and it hadn't changed at all!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang abruptly touched his cheek and asked meaningfully, "What's wrong with you?
"Cong Gang, have I changed?"
"Not much! At least I can still recognize you! "
Cong Gang's words were gentle and clear.
Listening to it made people want to sleep.
"Cong Gang … Stop tormenting yourself! Let bygones be bygones … I just want to live the rest of my life with my wife and child! "
Feng Xinglang drank the orange juice in the glass in one gulp.
"Don't worry, I won't disturb your life with your wife and child anymore, but you can't stop me from doing what I want to do!"
Cong Gang's voice was so gentle that it made people sleepier.
"Cong Gang, do you understand me?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"I don't need to understand you! You don't need others to understand you either! "
Cong Gang's voice was still gentle.
"Then take a guess, do I understand you?" Feng Xinglang asked in return.
"You don't understand!"
Cong Gang smiled faintly. "But you like to pretend to understand!"
Feng Xinglang probably didn't hear the latter part of the sentence. Because he was already sprawled on the dining table, sound asleep.
Feng Xinglang's prediction was right: Cong Gang wouldn't really poison him to death, but he might have poisoned him with something else.
The world was finally quiet!
"Sleeping again?"
Seeing Feng Xinglang already sprawled on the floor, Wei Kang walked in and asked.
Cong Gang's gaze slowly moved away from Feng Xinglang's handsome face.
"Go get a rope and tie him up!"
"Ah? Tie Feng Xinglang up? "
Wei Kang was slightly stunned. "He's already unconscious, there's no need to tie him up, right?"
Wei Kang was stating a fact.
Since he wasn't going to kill Feng Xinglang, what was the point of tying him up? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to let him sleep on the wooden bed?
Unless the boss didn't want Feng Xinglang to be comfortable!
"You don't want the ten million ransom anymore?"
Cong Gang tilted his head and asked coldly. "Or do you want to take the Somali deal so that you can earn the ten million back for me?"
"I'll go get a rope now!"
Wei Kang immediately turned around.
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