When Bai Mo rushed to Yulong City, Yan Bang was not there.
Leopard Head kindly asked about the injury on his face, but Bai Mo just gave him a perfunctory reply.
There were some things that were naturally inconvenient to tell him. Or perhaps in Bai Mo's mind, Leopard Head had not reached the level where he could confide in him.
Just as he was about to go to the Public Security Department with Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang received a call from Bai Mo.
"Brother Bang, where are you?"
"On the way to the Public Security Department. What's the matter? "
"Why are you going to the Public Security Department?" Bai Mo asked impatiently.
"Of course I have something to do! Do you think I'm going there to drink tea? "
Yan Bang glanced at Feng Xinglang and put the phone on speaker mode. This way, Feng Xinglang could also hear Bai Mo's endless pestering.
It also showed that there was no secret between him and Bai Mo that Feng Xinglang could not know. It was a habit.
"Then when are you going back to Yulong City? I have something very important to talk to you about! "Bai Mo said anxiously.
"Who knows … what important thing could you have?"
Yan Bang naturally thought, "Could it be that your old man is dying again?"
This was what Yan Bang could think of when Bai Mo said 'important thing'.
Every time Old Man Bai had an illness, Bai Mo would inform him and Feng Xinglang as if the sky was falling.
"Your old man is dying!!"
Bai Mo retorted, "If you keep cursing my old man like this, he might take you away too!"
"What's the matter with you, kid? Tell me quickly, I'm busy! "
Yan Bang changed to a bulletproof Land Rover. Firstly, it was because of Feng Xinglang, and secondly, it was much more low-key than driving a Lamborghini to the Public Security Department.
"Brother Bang, you must be with Brother Lang, right?" Bai Mo asked.
Yan Bang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, who was silent. "Hmm … Do you have a problem with that?"
"Of course I have a problem with that!"
Bai Mo's anger flared up, and his dissatisfaction was obvious. "Brother Bang, when Brother Lang needs you, you rush over and run faster than a rabbit! When I need you, you only know how to brush me off?! Brother Bang, do you still treat me as your brother? Or do you only have Second Brother in your heart?! "
"Third Brother Mo, are you trying to rebel?!" Yan Bang's voice rose a few decibels.
"Mo San, what's the matter? Just say it … Your Brother Bang and I are listening! Recently, the Feng family has been a little chaotic. You know that. "
Feng Xinglang did not want to say anything. But he still continued Bai Mo's words. If he didn't say anything, Trumbo would probably pick a fight with Yan Bang again.
"I'm fine!"
Bai Mo said angrily, "Anyway, I'm not in Brother Bang's heart!"
"You're talking like a child again!"
Feng Xinglang softly reprimanded, "Brother Lang's family is separated now. Can you bear to see your Brother Lang so depressed and depressed every day?"
"…" Bai Mo swallowed and didn't talk back.
"We'll meet in Yulong City tonight. I'm waiting for you. "
"Alright, Brother Lang!"
Under Feng Xinglang's comfort, Bai Mo hung up the phone calmly.
"Bai Mo is getting more and more impudent! He's either yelling at you or yelling at me! "Yan Bang sighed.
"That's his good fortune!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "From the moment he was born, he was destined to be pampered and protected by others!"
"Lang, I think you pamper that kid quite a lot!" Yan Bang laughed, "You almost spoil him like a son!"
"Bai Mo is the most honest! He's worthy of us pampering him so much! "
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, "When you were in trouble, he was either running customs or Yulong City. He shed a lot of tears for you!"
"Mm, he's quite honest!" Yan Bang hummed in agreement.
Then, he joked, "Lang, do you think that kid Bai Mo would be torn apart by those jealous vampires if Elder Bai's legs gave way one day and he left our protection?"
"Don't underestimate Bai Mo's potential! All these years, hasn't Bai Mo managed the entire Bai family's business in an orderly manner? "
"Mm, that kid does have the ability!"
Yan Bang grinned, "He likes to think of himself as a child who lacks love all day long! He even fights with you from time to time! "
"…" Feng Xinglang coldly squinted at Yan Bang, then he immediately shut his mouth.
…
In the gym, three men were sweating profusely.
They finally understood that Bai Mo was in a hurry to find Yan Bang because he wanted Yan Bang to teach him a few killing moves to defeat his enemies!
Actually, he could also consult Leopard Head and the others, but he felt that it was too embarrassing.
Yan Bang planned to teach Bai Mo a move called 'Cross Hold'.
"When you use both hands to press down on your opponent's chest, place one of your hands above and the other below. At the same time, move your body to the same side so that your body and the opponent's body form a 90-degree angle. Use one of your legs to control the opponent's neck, and the other to control the opponent's chest. At the same time, hold the opponent's arm tightly with both hands to prevent him from escaping … "
Bai Mo was very serious in his training, but after being suppressed by Yan Bang for a few rounds, he was already drenched in sweat.
Feng Xinglang was doing shoulder presses at the side. His physique was good to begin with. After a few sets of movements, his muscles were taut.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated as Yan Bang's, the visual effect was still quite pleasing to the eye.
"Mo the third, you haven't told Brother Bang yet. The wound on your face … Who did it?"
During the break, Yan Bang threw a towel to Bai Mo and asked.
"Just a little hooligan who's not worth mentioning!" Bai Mo murmured perfunctorily.
"What little hooligan is so blind that he dares to touch my brother?!"
Yan Bang opened a bottle of Evian and brought it to Feng Xinglang's mouth. "Why don't you let Leopard Head bring a few people and beat that little hooligan until even his parents can't recognize him!"
"You don't have to do it! I'll settle it myself! "
Bai Mo only used the towel to wipe the sweat on his face and began to practice again.
After observing for a while, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth faintly.
"Bai Mo, you brat, don't tell me you were beaten by … a love rival?"
It had to be said that among the three brothers, Feng Xinglang's observation was the sharpest. From Bai Mo's words and actions, as well as his deliberate concealment, Feng Xinglang really couldn't think of anyone else who could have beaten him except for a love rival.
Bai Mo was obviously stunned for a moment, and a little angry from embarrassment, he said,
"Second Brother Feng, what nonsense are you talking about? You think you're very smart, don't you? You want to imitate others and become a divine fortune-teller? Unfortunately, you're very wrong this time! "
As soon as Bai Mo said this, Feng Xinglang knew that he was right.
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