It wasn't that Feng Xinglang suspected Cong Gang for no reason.
He just wanted Cong Gang to help him figure out what this person, or this group of people who could keep their composure, wanted to do.
Perhaps he also wanted Cong Gang to help him find Yan Bang's whereabouts.
To a large extent, Cong Gang was very likely to refuse to do it, but giving him some small benefits to tease him was also worth a try.
Cong Gang knew Feng Xinglang's arrival the moment his Lexus entered the mountain intersection.
"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"
"Mm."
Cong Gang only responded with a light grunt. He looked as if it was none of his business whether he was coming or not.
"Is Feng Xinglang already suspecting us?" Wei Kang asked directly.
"So what if he suspects us? So what if he doesn't? He can't beat us … At most, he's just messing around! "
If Feng Xinglang heard Cong Gang's tone, he might flip out again. He would probably be so angry that he would jump up and down.
"Then we … just admit it?"
Just as Wei Kang finished his sentence, Cong Gang gave him a cold look of disdain.
"Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be smart?"
"…" Wei Kang smirked. "I just feel that since Yan Bang has already recognized us, there's no need to hide it! We should state the conditions and ask for the things we should ask for. It's so tiring to beat around the bush! "
Cong Gang only glanced at Wei Kang, as if he couldn't even be bothered to talk to him.
"Then let's go with the original plan."
Seeing that his boss was unhappy, Wei Kang didn't make any more decisions.
Cong Gang was silent for a moment, then said something meaningful, "You'll never understand the joy of a cat playing with a mouse!"
"A cat playing with a mouse?"
Wei Kang repeated. "But why do I feel that Feng Xinglang doesn't look like a mouse at all?!"
"…" You're just spouting nonsense!
"Then tell me, what does Feng Xinglang look like?"
Wei Kang's topic piqued Cong Gang's interest.
Wei Kang pouted. "Sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is as sly as a fox; sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang is as loyal as a wolf; and sometimes, I think Feng Xinglang looks like a panda …"
"Panda?"
Cong Gang's lips twitched.
"Yes, it's a national treasure unique to China. It's a bear that looks like a cat. Not only is it lazy, it's also very clingy."
Wei Kang was worried that Cong Gang had never seen or heard of an animal like the giant panda, so he explained it to him systematically.
"Heh," Cong Gang snorted. "Why would you think that Feng Xinglang looks like a panda?"
In Cong Gang's opinion, the Feng Xinglang in his mind was completely different from those stupid bears who lived by acting cute.
"Feng Xinglang is not stupid. He is wiser than anyone else. But sometimes, he deliberately makes people think that he is stupid! "Also, whether it's Hetun, Yan Bang, or you, boss, other than accommodating to Feng Xinglang, the only thing left for you is to surrender! I can't beat it, but I can't kill it either … "
"Enough!"
Cong Gang snorted and stopped Wei Kang's overly honest analysis.
"I will make him lose everything!"
Cong Gang's eyes suddenly revealed a cold and gloomy look.
"… I really don't believe it!"
The corner of Cong Gang's mouth twitched when he heard Wei Kang's words.
"You have nothing better to do?"
Cong Gang glared at him fiercely. "Go inform Laowu and the others. They're on the move!"
Actually, the envelope and the photo in Tuan Tuan's backpack were placed there by Ong. Only Ong could get in touch with Tuan Tuan more easily. His boss had instructed him to pass Yan Bang's photo to Feng Xinglang indirectly. After much consideration, Ong felt that Tuan Tuan was the most suitable method.
As expected, the news that Yan Bang was still alive only reached Feng Xinglang's ears a week later. This was indirect enough!
Feng Xinglang had been working hard for more than a month.
Even if it was a cat playing with a mouse, it had been laying the groundwork for a long time!
However, Feng Xinglang had never been able to come to a conclusion as to who was the cat and who was the mouse.
…
Cong Gang wasn't in the living room when Feng Xinglang entered.
The lifeless living room was filled with an indescribable, eerie chill.
Especially after driving past the graveyard, this strange cold air became even more obvious.
Feng Xinglang wasn't sure if it was because of the chill or to remind someone, but he coughed twice. It diffused in this empty space, bringing with it a slightly creepy smell.
Feng Xinglang didn't get any response, so he strode upstairs.
Cong Gang must be in the house. Otherwise, where could he have died?
In fact, Cong Gang could have gone to many places, but he chose Shen City.
He really didn't know what was so special about Shen City that his boss would miss!
Could it be that there were many mice in Shen City and he wanted to stay and play with them?!
But there were mice for him to play with too!
The afternoon sun, with a strong aftershock, shrouded the entire villa in a bright light.
But the sunroom on the third floor was quiet. Most of the sunlight was blocked by the vines, leaving only a small amount. The mottled plants that didn't like the light were covered.
Cong Gang squinted his eyes, lying in the greenhouse, surrounded by the red and green flowers. He felt indescribably comfortable and carefree.
"Why are you so carefree?"
Feng Xinglang walked over and sat on the rattan chair next to Cong Gang.
"Not as carefree as you … Carefree enough to come here!"
Even though Cong Gang didn't open his eyes, he could feel Feng Xinglang's every move since he entered the house.
"What are you talking about? We are good master and servant who have been through life and death together! "
Feng Xinglang picked up the teacup on the rattan table and took a sip. "As your master, it's my duty to come and see you!"
"That's my cup …"
Cong Gang opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xinglang indifferently. "And I've drunk it before."
"I don't despise you!"
Feng Xinglang snorted. "Besides, a non-human thing like you doesn't even know what a naked woman looks like. It's hard for you to think that you have an unspeakable disease!"
"…" He didn't use any dirty words to curse!
"It's me who despises you!"
After pausing for a few seconds, Cong Gang proudly retorted.
"You despise me?"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. "Even a dog won't despise a poor family! You actually despise me, your master? "
"…"
To be honest, Cong Gang really didn't want to talk to a vulgar ruffian like Feng Xinglang, but his words seemed to be especially tempting.
"Didn't someone say that he would kneel to thank me for saving his niece's life?"
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and said indifferently, "I wonder if that person still remembers!"
"Yes, I remember! That person was me! "
Feng Xinglang readily admitted it.
"Then you can kneel to thank me now!" Cong Gang straightened his upper body.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang and snorted coldly. "I'm afraid you can't accept my kneeling to thank you!"
"Whether I can accept it or not, that's my business. All you have to do is kneel to thank me!"
"Sure … But I have a special hobby: I have to strip you naked before I can kneel!"
"… You're playing dirty!"
Cong Gang trembled slightly and let out a low hiss.
At this moment, Cong Gang was looking forward to being alone with Feng Xinglang. He hoped that he would come, but he was also afraid that he would mess around!
He admired him, but he had to keep a certain distance from him.
After picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea, he realized that Feng Xinglang had just drunk from this teacup. He put the teacup back on the small rattan table in disgust.
"I want to ask you about something."
After chatting with Cong Gang for so long, Feng Xinglang finally got down to business.
"I don't know."
Every time Cong Gang was tortured by Feng Xinglang, his mood would always be this gloomy.
"Yan Bang … is still alive."
Feng Xinglang didn't stop talking because of Cong Gang's anger.
"That's good news!"
Cong Gang's voice rose quite a bit. "You guys can play together happily again!"
Why did this sound so … That!
"Someone sent me a photo of Yan Bang after the incident! But I've waited for more than a month, and there's still no news. "
Feng Xinglang held his breath and asked, "Cong Gang, help me analyze this. What is this person, or this group of people, trying to achieve?"
Inadvertently, Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's high-precision scanning gaze. He only took a quick glance before turning his head away.
"I'm not sure about that! I guess this person wants to see how good your relationship with Yan Bang is! "
Cong Gang said unhurriedly. "At the same time, he can give Yan Bang a price that you can accept! It wasn't easy for him to save his life. He still has to pay the necessary compensation. Let's understand each other! "
"There's no need to go through so much trouble! I can accept any price! If I can't afford it, I'll make up for it even if I have to rob a bank! "
Feng Xinglang said word by word, "Because Yan Bang is worth any price!"
"Mm." Cong Gang snorted softly. "I'm really happy for the people asking for compensation that you can think that way."
Feng Xinglang curled his lips slightly. "Thank you for your analysis. I'll prepare to raise the money now."
"A friendly reminder! Be careful! Don't let your biological father, Hetun, know that Yan Bang is still alive. Otherwise, he'll think of all ways and unscrupulous means to get rid of any future troubles for his biological son! "
Cong Gang's' kind 'reminder made Feng Xinglang's footsteps stiffen.
It seemed like it wasn't easy for Yan Bang to live! There were too many people who wanted his life!
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang didn't look forward to Yan Bang being alive!
As long as it was a person, they would die.
Sooner or later!
Life was a starting point, and death was an end.
If a person could only see the starting point and the end point, but not the process, it would be like only seeing the result! If people had to die in the end, why would they still want to live? Since they were going to die in the end, why not die now?!
But subconsciously, Feng Xinglang still hoped that Yan Bang could live!
He could live for a few decades, but he would have to die for so long! Feng Xinglang didn't really believe in people's afterlives!
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