However, Feng Xinglang did not want to continue living like this.
Whether he lived or died, he had to have a good time tonight!
Even if something happened to him, Feng Xinglang, he would be able to give his wife and children a bright and healthy future.
Presumably, his wife, who was pregnant with a new life, could not wait to end these days of hiding! She, her son, Nuo Nuo, and the new life in her stomach all needed a peaceful and sunny living environment!
Therefore, Feng Xinglang wanted to create a more advantageous opportunity for himself so that Ceresto's people could make a move.
"Director Yan, accompany Mr. Miyamoto and sing a song first! Fifteen was tired, so I sent him back to his room to rest.
Hearing his father say that he was tired, the little fellow hurriedly crawled on Feng Xinglang's shoulder and yawned very cooperatively.
Perhaps this was why Feng Xinglang liked Xing Shiwu. He was only nine years old, but he was able to read people's expressions and was quite quick-witted. Moreover, the father and son had great teamwork.
Gong Benwen Tuo politely stood up to send him off. Having the opportunity to be alone with Yan Bang, Gong Benwen Tuo naturally couldn't ask for more.
"There are many steps in Imperial Dragon City. It's inconvenient for you to carry your child. I'll send you off!"
Of course, Yan Bang did not want to sing any songs with Gong Benwen Tuo, this short man. Even if it was just to send Feng Xinglang back to his room to rest, Yan Bang would be happy to do it.
"There's no need to trouble Director Yan. Us father and son can go back by ourselves!"
Since it was to create an opportunity for Celesto's people to attack, how could Feng Xinglang let Yan Bang follow?
"Goodbye, Uncle Yan! Goodbye, Uncle Miyamoto! "
The little girl was quite good at helping. She yawned and waved goodbye to Yan Bang and Gong Benwen Tuo.
"Goodbye, Jujutsu!" Miyamoto also waved at the little fellow like a gentleman.
"President Yan, please take good care of Mr. Miyamoto! He's a valued client of GK Venture Capital! "
Yan Bang was, of course, unwilling. He didn't give a damn about the client. Anything that affected him sending Feng Xinglang back to his room to rest was f * cking annoying to him! However, since Feng Xinglang had already spoken, Yan Bang naturally had to give him face. Even if it was just a perfunctory act for a while before chasing Gong Benwen away.
Feng Xinglang then carried Xing Shiwu and left quickly. Yan Bang did not follow them.
"Leopard Head, send Second Master off!"
"Alright!" Leopard Head answered and followed.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, Feng Xinglang turned around and stopped the leopard head that was following him.
"Leopard Head, stay here and keep an eye on Miyamoto! I heard that guy is a little abnormal … Today, he insisted on coming to Yulong City to meet Yan Bang, and I felt that something was wrong! It's better for you to stand guard outside! Beware of his dirty tricks. "
"Then I'll go back and keep an eye on it! Second Master, be careful! "
All in all, Leopard Head was quite easy to coax. Feng Xinglang could coax him dozens of times a day without being seen through.
After sending Leopard Head away, Feng Xinglang and his son continued on their way back to the room.
"Dad, are you tired? I'd better come down and walk by myself. "The little fellow was considerate and wanted to walk by himself.
"I'm not tired! Daddy likes to carry you like this! "
Feng Xinglang kissed the little fellow's forehead. It wasn't all for the sake of acting, but also to express some real emotions.
The Imperial Dragon City at night was a scene of luxury.
There was a distance of at least two hundred meters between the business area and the living area.
The living area was not as magnificent as the external business area. The deeper they went, the quieter it became. Even the lights were dimmer.
Although the little fellow was lying on Feng Xinglang's shoulder, his eyes were especially sharp, and he kept vigilantly looking around.
"Fifteenth, are you scared?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"No!" The little fellow wrapped his arms around Feng Xinglang's neck even more tightly. "Dad, do you think this will be the last time we hug?"
Feng Xinglang's heart ached slightly. "No! Since the heavens have arranged this fate between us, they will definitely treat us well! "
"Dad … Dad … Dad!"
Along the way, Xing Fifteenth called out to Feng Xinglang softly, loudly, and occasionally in a low voice, never getting tired of it.
"Good son … good son … good son!"
Feng Xinglang cooperated with the little fellow and answered him. The happy atmosphere between the father and son was more real than a real father and son!
If Feng Linnuo saw this scene, his little universe would probably explode again.
How could he play so happily with a wild child? His own father, Feng Xinglang, did not care about him at all!
Suddenly, the little fellow suddenly hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and whispered urgently, "Dad, there seems to be someone on your left! There's someone behind too! "
"Good boy, don't be afraid! Dad is here, I won't let them hurt you! "Feng Xinglang patted the little fellow's back lightly.
It had to be said that the little fellow had a rather sharp sense of smell about his surroundings. Because at that time, Feng Xinglang did not feel that someone was approaching him.
"I'm not afraid! Dad, if they hit you harder, don't fight back. Seventeenth and Fourteenth will follow, and Godfather will definitely think of a way to save us. "
Xing Fifteenth was not afraid. Because during the training in the manor, he had been beaten up quite a bit. Instead, he was quite worried about his father, Feng Xinglang.
"If you're not afraid, then Dad is even less afraid!"
Feng Xinglang hugged Xing Fifteenth tighter in his arms.
To be honest, Feng Xinglang could not help but feel guilty letting a nine-year-old child die in place of his own son.
These days, he had been doing his best to treat Xing Fifteenth well.
In an instant, Feng Xinglang felt a black shadow flying towards him from his left …
Feng Xinglang had just turned around to look when a powdery substance sprayed on his and Xing Fifteenth's faces.
"Who's there?"
Feng Xinglang roared.
After inhaling a lot of powdery particles, he felt that his head was spinning non-stop. He tried his best to hold Xing Fifteenth tightly in his arms, but he still collapsed on the ground due to lack of strength.
Because the little fellow was lying in Feng Xinglang's right shoulder, he did not smell many fine particles. He reflexively held his breath and waited for the powder to scatter before he carefully breathed in.
It was not an easy task to bring two fainted living people out of Yulong City. They would naturally consider all of this in advance.
After pushing the cleaning cart filled with special garbage out of the living area and into the parking lot, stuffing it into the trunk, it would be almost done.
"Who are you people?"
The one who shouted loudly was Yan Bang.
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