This method of prodding was truly audacious.
At this moment, Wei Kang was really looking at Feng Xinglang's arrogant and arrogant handsome face. No matter how he looked at it, it was an eyesore. He wanted to punch him, but he was afraid of his boss, who was watching him and Feng Xinglang from the surveillance room. He held himself back.
There was a saying: A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated! He wanted to humiliate Feng Xinglang in an even more despicable way.
"Feng Xinglang, you must be hungry after scolding me for so long, right? Come, I'll give you something to eat! "
Then, Wei Kang brought the dining table to Feng Xinglang. He waved it in front of his mouth and nose before taking it away.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Your hands are tied up, so you can't eat! Why don't I feed you? "
"Then I'll have to trouble my good grandson to serve you!"
Since last night, Feng Xinglang hadn't even had a sip of water. He was really a little hungry. He guessed that a certain b * tch wouldn't dare to poison his food.
He had already become a prisoner, but his mouth was still stubbornly stubborn!
Wei Kang used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of Dongpo pork and brought it to Feng Xinglang's lips. When he saw Feng Xinglang move to open his mouth, he immediately let go of the chopsticks, and the well-layered piece of Dongpo pork fell to the ground.
"Ha, I accidentally … dropped it!"
Wei Kang looked at Feng Xinglang's half-open mouth and grinned smugly.
This was really interesting!
Wei Kang loved to see Feng Xinglang's defeated look! It was really satisfying!
"Get that bastard Cong Gang to come out and see me!" Feng Xinglang hissed.
"Heh! Feng Xinglang, how big do you think your face is? You're just a prisoner! You really think you're someone important! "
Wei Kang picked up a piece of Dongpo pork and put it into his mouth, purposely chewing it in front of Feng Xinglang.
"If you have the guts, don't let me out for the rest of my life! If you let me out, you're all f * cking bastards! "
Feng Xinglang taunted and cursed. The little bit of hope and excitement left in her heart before meeting Cong Gang had already turned into a bellyful of anger at this moment.
"Feng Xinglang, why are you so arrogant? You're only left with the use of selling them! He really thinks he's someone important! Tsk! "
Wei Kang picked up another piece of Dongpo pork and stuffed it into Feng Xinglang's mouth. "Eat more! You can even sell it for a good price per catty! "
"Spit!" Feng Xinglang directly spat out the Braised Pork in his mouth onto Wei Kang's mask.
Wei Kang wanted to slap Feng Xinglang, but in the end, he stopped his hand that was raised high …
Wei Kang was so angry that he splashed all the food on his plate onto Feng Xinglang's handsome face.
A certain handsome person immediately turned into a garbage man with rice and oil stains all over his face!
"Cong Gang, f * cking come out!"
Then, Feng Xinglang's angry curses shook the entire detention room.
In the surveillance room, Cong Gang was expressionless.
This kind of Boss was undoubtedly the most dangerous.
"Boss, I really didn't do it on purpose! You saw it too, it was Feng Xinglang, that fellow, who was courting death and asking for a beating! I was feeding him, and he actually spat on my face … "
Wei Kang knew that he had gone overboard this time, so he immediately defended himself.
"Go and stay in the detention room next door!" Cong Gang said faintly.
Wei Kang didn't dare to retort, so he walked to the detention room next door dejectedly.
The treatment he had received for half a day was like a roller coaster ride!
Extreme joy begets sorrow. This should be Wei Kang's current state of mind!
Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang's handsome face that was mixed with oil. His hands and feet were bound by metal chains, and he could only shake his head helplessly. Cong Gang looked away, as if he didn't want to see Feng Xinglang in such a 'miserable' state. Even his breathing became difficult.
The air that had been mixed with a certain substance circulated in the detention room for two to three minutes before Feng Xinglang fell into a deep sleep.
When the metal chains stopped moving, Feng Xinglang lowered his head and Cong Gang quickly walked in.
The metal chains that bound Feng Xinglang's limbs were untied. His strong and sleepy body lost its support, and he fell heavily. Cong Gang immediately used his shoulder to support Feng Xinglang's falling body.
"This body of fat … How much pig feed did he eat?"
Cong Gang's shoulders sank down. After accumulating strength, he was able to steadily support Feng Xinglang's heavy body.
"Caterpillar … Caterpillar …"
Feng Xinglang, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly murmured. Relying on his body's conditioned reflex, he hugged Cong Gang tightly. Then, he completely lost consciousness, and his body went limp on Cong Gang's shoulder.
Cong Gang became nervous for some reason, and all the muscles in his body tensed up. It seemed like the resistance of his fat was getting stronger and stronger!
Then, a certain someone laid down like a master.
A certain someone used a warm towel to clean the oil stains on Feng Xinglang's body bit by bit.
This was clearly the rhythm of getting caught in a cocoon of his own making!
He made a certain someone a prisoner, and what was the result? In the end, he had to serve this fat master like a grandson!
Cong Gang had done a lot of stupid things like getting caught in a cocoon of his own making! He owed him a lot in his previous life!
His handsome face, which had been wiped clean of the oil stains and grains of rice, was still as handsome as ever. However, there seemed to be a trace of resentment and anger between his brows.
Cong Gang remained silent, letting the seconds pass by, until someone knocked on the door lightly.
"Boss, He Tun is anxious. He's asking when we will release him! The ransom has already been paid! "
This was within Cong Gang's expectations. He knew that He Tun, who loved his son so much, would not care about this small amount of money. That was why it was tried and tested.
"Tonight at 12 o 'clock, ask He Tun to go to the garbage dump at the South City Garbage Transfer Station to look for him!" Cong Gang replied calmly.
"Okay, I'll go and reply to He Tun now!" The subordinate responded and left.
Quietly staring at a certain someone who was wiping him clean with great effort, Cong Gang frowned slightly. "Do I really have to throw this guy into the garbage dump?
Then, wouldn't my tiring cleaning just now be for nothing?
Presumably, at this moment, He Tun had already sent people to the South City Garbage Transfer Station. They might even be rummaging through the garbage trucks one by one!
That kind of scene should be very interesting! "
However, it seemed that He Tun was overflowing with fatherly love in order to redeem his own son. However, when he thought about the harm he had done to Feng Xinglang … This bit of fatherly love was really too insignificant!
Feng Xinglang could forgive He Tun because of the pitiful biological blood relationship.
But Cong Gang could not!
If it was not because of the blood relationship, perhaps Feng Xinglang would have been turned into a dried corpse by the vicious and cruel He Tun!
All in all, this guy who was lying on the ground was still too sentimental and righteous!
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