He was simply ignoring Feng Xinglang's existence!
How could he, Cong Gang, be so presumptuous in front of his master?
When he regained his senses, Feng Xinglang strode forward and pressed the tranquilizer gun against the back of Cong Gang's head.
"Don't move! If you move again, I'll blow your head off! "Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice.
Cong Gang turned his head slightly and curled his lips slightly. "Why? Do you want me to wake your precious son up? And then let him witness the atrocities of your bastard father? And then let him hate you for the rest of his life? "
This soft tone pinched Feng Xinglang's weak spot. He knew clearly that Feng Xinglang cared about his child very much and always wanted to be a glorious father!
"Cong Gang, you're really despicable and shameless, aren't you?"
Feng Xinglang sneered softly. "You're actually using a child? Doesn't your face hurt? "
"I'm just afraid that your face will hurt when the time comes!"
Cong Gang lowered his body and dodged to the side, instantly dodging the tranquilizer gun that Feng Xinglang had aimed at the back of his head. Then, he pressed down hard with his right arm, pressing down on Feng Xinglang's wrist that was holding the tranquilizer gun. Following that, Cong Gang pushed Feng Xinglang's back with his entire body. He pushed Feng Xinglang's body toward the wall …
Feng Xinglang's reaction was not too slow, but when he pulled the trigger, the tranquilizer gun missed the back of Cong Gang's neck and hit the side of the wall. By the time he wanted to resist, he was already pressed against the wall by Cong Gang.
A handsome face was pressed against the wall cloth, and it was contorted!
It just happened to verify Cong Gang's words, 'I'm afraid that your face will hurt when the time comes'!
To be honest, Cong Gang's skills were so strange that it made people's scalps go numb.
But it was obvious that he was much more relaxed. Otherwise, a layer of flesh would have been scraped off Feng Xinglang's handsome face that was pressed against the wall cloth!
"Cong Gang, what the f * ck are you trying to do?"
Although he was burning with anger, Feng Xinglang had been suppressing his voice. He did not want to disturb his wife and sleeping child with his loud voice.
"Why? Are you embarrassed to shout for help? Why don't I call someone to save you? "
As if they had reached some kind of tacit agreement, Cong Gang also lowered his voice. But that sarcastic tone was very unpleasant to hear.
However, even though he was unhappy, Feng Xinglang, who was pressed against the wall, could not do anything about Cong Gang's technique.
"Kill me if you have the guts! I think you're a coward! "
Although Feng Xing Lang was about to explode from Cong Gang's sarcastic words, he was a scheming person and immediately began to counterattack.
"Doesn't your face hurt?"
Cong Gang exerted strength from his waist and pushed against Feng Xinglang's body even more fiercely. This was equivalent to rubbing Feng Xinglang's handsome face against the wall cloth even more ferociously.
"What about now? Does it feel good? "
"Cong Gang, I'll f * ck you …"
Before Feng Xinglang could finish cursing, Cong Gang had already sealed his mouth with duct tape.
"I still have things to do, I don't have time to mess around with you!"
Cong Gang kicked the tranquilizer gun that had fallen on the carpet far away. "But don't be too anxious. After I finish dealing with those small fries, I'll come back and take care of you … a fat guy!"
To be honest, to keep pressing against Feng Xinglang, who had a strong body, required a certain amount of stamina and skill.
He really didn't know how much pig feed he had eaten in the past two years! That's why he had such a fat body!
Actually, Feng Xinglang was not fat. It was just that he had neglected to work out for the past two years, so he had lost some muscle. His body fat percentage was slightly higher.
Feng Xinglang, who could not speak, could only pant angrily. When he was about to ram his head against Cong Gang's nose, Cong Gang had already loosened his grip on Feng Xinglang. His figure flashed, and he disappeared from the staircase.
When Feng Xinglang picked up the tranquilizer gun and wanted to chase after him, Cong Gang had already disappeared.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Lin Nuo's puzzled voice came from behind.
Feng Xinglang immediately hid the tranquilizer gun in his arms and tore off the tape on his mouth. Feng Xinglang trembled in pain. He felt that countless hairs and beard had been pulled off.
'Cong Gang, you son of a bitch! Don't f * cking fall into my hands! ' Feng Xinglang cursed in his heart.
"Dad is thirsty after working, so I want to go downstairs to warm up a glass of milk!" Feng Xinglang answered his son's question in a gentle voice.
"But my son heard the sound of fighting just now …"
The little guy looked around worriedly, wanting to see if the big caterpillar had left safely.
"Fighting? How is that possible! It's so late, who did Dad fight with? "
Feng Xinglang put on an incomparably gentle smile and changed the topic. "Why haven't you slept, my son? Do you miss Dad? "
"Dad, half of your face … why is it red? Are you hurt? "The little guy tiptoed and wanted to touch it.
That half of his face had been rubbed against the wall by Cong Gang for a while. How could it not be! Not losing a layer of skin was already merciful.
"It's nothing … Dad was in a hurry just now and accidentally hit the wall!"
This lie … really hurt his face!
The little guy seemed to understand something, but he did not ask to expose it.
"Then be careful, Dad! Let me help you downstairs to get you some water! "
On one hand, he felt sorry for his father, and on the other hand, he wanted to go downstairs to take a look. So, he came to help his father, who was walking until he hit the wall.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out. It was the sound of a gunshot with a silencer.
Just as the father and son walked downstairs, they heard a gunshot that wasn't loud but was loud enough to be heard from the courtyard.
"Dad, it sounds like a gunshot!"
This kind of gunshot was not unfamiliar to Feng Xinglang and his son, so their first reaction was: Someone shot!
Could it really be that stupid Xing Shisi who shot at Cong Gang?!
"Nuonuo, stay in the house. Dad will go out and take a look!"
Feng Xinglang carried his son to the solid wood cabinet and ran out to take a look.
"Old Mo, did you find anything? Was it a gunshot just now? "
Feng Xinglang, who ran out, saw Housekeeper Mo who was already patrolling the courtyard.
"It was a gunshot! There's also a pool of blood here … Someone must have been shot! "
Housekeeper Mo used his flashlight to illuminate the pool of blood on the cobblestone path.
Could it be that Cong Gang, that bastard, was shot?
"Where's Xing Shisi? Where did he go? "
In the courtyard, Feng Xinglang did not see any trace of Xing Shisi.
"It's probably Xing Shisi who fired the shot! He should be chasing after someone now! "
Housekeeper Mo looked outside the courtyard a few times but did not chase after him. Because there were still women and children in the Feng family that needed to be guarded.
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