Chapter 1478
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Feng Xinglang instinctively wanted to turn his head to look, but a shadow attacked him at lightning speed!
The speed was so fast that Feng Xinglang had no time to react. He did not even get a clear look at the face of the black shadow before he was pressed against the opposite wall. One of his arms was even pinned to his back, making him unable to move.
No matter how handsome a face was, it would be twisted by the wall.
"Cong Gang, let go of me!"
Feng Xinglang roared angrily. His handsome face was twisted, and it was flushed because he struggled to break free.
The shadow that pinned Feng Xinglang suddenly stopped and released Feng Xinglang. At the same time, it jumped away to a safe distance of one meter.
"You could recognize me?" Cong Gang murmured doubtfully.
He was sure that Feng Xinglang did not have a chance to see his face clearly during the whole process of attacking him.
Feng Xinglang moved his arm, which was pinned behind his back, and he gasped in pain.
"Feng Xinglang, with your skills, if you really met an assassin, you would not even have the chance to kneel and beg for mercy!" Cong Gang snorted.
It was just a test, and he had successfully pinned Feng Xinglang down. If he really wanted to kill him, Feng Xinglang would have been a corpse by now!
Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger in his heart and looked up and down at Cong Gang, who was courting death and attacking him. His condition was not bad, and he even seemed to be teasing others! Not to mention his skills … he should have recovered at least eighty to ninety percent.
"Lu Ang … was it also you who played tricks?" Feng Xinglang asked sternly.
To be honest, it was not good to live in fear.
Maybe Feng Xinglang was not afraid, but he had to take care of his wife and son.
"Tell me first, how did you recognize me?"
Cong Gang did not answer but asked back. There seemed to be an indescribable excitement in his words.
Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a cold look. "I could not recognize you within half a meter … You really think highly of me!"
Even though Feng Xinglang said so, Cong Gang was still doubtful. Could it be that Feng Xinglang had an extraordinary sense of smell?
Definitely not! But how exactly did he recognize him? That still needed to be tested!
Or perhaps, he was just a blind cat that came across a dead mouse and made a wild guess!
"You followed me to Rouen?"
Feng Xinglang asked sternly again.
"Do you think I'm that free?" Cong Gang replied.
"I think you're not only free, but you're also so free that your balls hurt! You even sent people to kidnap Nuo Nuo to tease me? Is it fun? "
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang swung his fist at Cong Gang. Cong Gang did not expect Feng Xinglang to use such a despicable attack. Although Cong Gang's reaction was slower by half a beat, he still managed to dodge it.
After knocking on the door twice, Nina pushed the door open and entered. He happened to see the CEO strike a rather mighty pose.
In the huge CEO office, there was only CEO Feng. Moreover, it was President Feng who was striking a mighty pose!
"CEO Feng … are you … working out?"
Nina really couldn't figure out why the CEO would make such a bold pose in the office alone.
Narcissism?
Even if the CEO was really narcissistic, she couldn't expose him.
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang looked around. How did that bastard move so fast? Did he just jump off the GK building?!
"Yes, working out!" Feng Xinglang added a few more poses. "What's up?"
"You have a department meeting with the planning department this morning."
"Go and host it first. I'll be there in an hour! "
"Okay, CEO Feng."
Nina responded and scanned the office. Just now, she vaguely seemed to have heard the big CEO talking to someone. Could it be that he was hiding a mistress and it was inconvenient for her to see him?
In an hour? With CEO Feng's ravenous appetite, he should be able to accomplish everything that needed to be done!
After Nina left, Feng Xinglang waited for more than a minute, but Cong Gang still hadn't appeared.
Did he really jump off the building and kill that bastard? Instinctively, Feng Xinglang walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to check …
"Looking for me?" A cold voice floated from behind Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang and asked with interest, "Where are you hiding it?"
"Take a guess!"
Cong Gang looked … like he deserved a beating. He was aloof and distant, but there was a hidden temptation that made people want to find out what was going on.
Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang. "Do you want me to live in fear on purpose?"
"I'm reminding you … and you don't appreciate it?" Cong Gang turned around. "Forget it, good luck!"
"Stop! Cong Gang, where the f * ck did you learn to not finish your sentence? "
Feng Xinglang could tell that Cong Gang must have something important to say since he was waiting in his office. And it wasn't a small matter!
"Do you want to hear it?"
Cong Gang stopped in his tracks. Perhaps he didn't want to leave with regrets.
"I'm all ears."
Feng Xinglang sat down in his large office chair and pretended to be patient.
"Your father killed a family of 13 people to avenge Xing Er and the others. I heard that he didn't even let his grandson go! "
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. "What does this have to do with me?"
"It doesn't have much to do with you … but whoever is the son of Hetun will be in big trouble!"
"What do you mean?" Feng Xinglang asked urgently.
"Diego Ceresto, he's a famous military thug in eastern Mexico. It wasn't easy to have a birthday celebration, but it was ruined by your biological father! A family of 14 people was almost wiped out! "
Feng Xinglang listened quietly. He seemed to have heard something.
"You said that Diego Ceresto had a family of 14 people, 13 of them were wiped out by Hetun … What about the remaining one?"
Cong Gang showed a slight smile of admiration. "Great CEO Feng is really smart. You even know that 14 minus 13 equals one survivor!"
"Are you trying to say that the survivor who escaped from death wants to seek revenge on me?" Feng Xinglang asked urgently.
"Guess who is the only survivor?"
Cong Gang put away the smile on his resolute face.
"Don't tell me it's … Diego Ceresto himself?" Feng Xinglang replied casually.
"You guessed it! It's Diego Ceresto himself! The one who died was only his substitute! You played a trick with your father to escape! "
Feng Xinglang's face suddenly turned cold. "Shouldn't he go to Hetun for revenge?"
"I think so too!" Cong Gang said slowly. "The key is that Diego Ceresto doesn't think so!"
"Then what does he want?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
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