Chapter 1936
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In the speeding Lexus, Feng Xinglang's handsome face was extremely cold.
"Cong Gang suffered such a serious injury … Are you all just decorations? Hmm? "
Feng Xinglang hissed, "He really raised you bunch of trash for nothing!"
"Director Feng, it's not like you don't know how stubborn my boss is … He has a strong ability to survive and has always been a loner! Only Wei Kang can get close to him, the others can only stand far away! "
While Ong complained, he was also worried about Cong Gang's safety. "I heard from Weikang that the boss is heavily injured … Will his life be in danger?"
"Then do you want Cong Gang to die, or do you not want him to die?" Feng Xing Lang, who was not in the mood to answer, coldly asked.
"Of course I hope he can live a long and healthy life!"
Even though Bassoon was talking to Feng Xinglang, he didn't let go of the accelerator. The Lexus was like an arrow shot from a bow as it sped toward Qibei Mountain City.
"What has Cong Gang been doing these past two years?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"I really don't know …"
"Then why didn't you follow Cong Gang for the past two years? Did you go sightseeing by yourself? "Feng Xing snorted loudly.
"The boss sent us to kill the remaining members of the Mo Yin Guild!"
"Remnants of the Ink Hidden Gang?"
Feng Xinglang was slightly startled. He really didn't expect Cong Gang to be so ruthless.
"Yes! Boss wants Old Man Ando to know that anyone who dares to provoke him, Songtai, is digging their own grave! "
Ong turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang. "But I'm just an assistant, helping to track and deal with the corpses! My boss's two disciples, they are the main characters! The real Yama King of Death! When they were killing, their coordination was flawless and they had never failed! "
"Disciple? When did Cong Gang accept a disciple? "Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know … I've never seen their real faces. I only saw one of them with a child about eleven or twelve years old. "
Most of the time, Ong didn't know anything. It was not that he wanted to hide it from Feng Xinglang, but there were some relatively confidential matters that he really did not know. And Cong Gang wouldn't let him know too much.
Feng Xinglang did not seem interested in such a topic. He was only worried about whether Cong Gang's life was in danger. According to Wei Kang, Cong Gang's injury was in a private part. Could it be that the thing used to carry on the family line was injured?
No wonder every time he wanted to check on Cong Gang's injuries, Cong Gang would always refuse! It should be difficult for him to say it!
Cong Gang wouldn't have really become a eunuch or something, right?
Feng Xinglang's expression turned grave!
"Bassoon, drive faster!" Feng Xinglang urged.
At this moment, Ong had already stepped on the accelerator.
In general, the people Cong Gang had chosen for Feng Xinglang were honest and loyal, but they were also quick-witted. Their driving skills were also stable, and they were very suitable to be a driver as well as a bodyguard.
…
The gunshot shocked Feng Xinglang, who had just gotten out of the car.
Who fired the shot? Who was shot this time?
The light in the bedroom on the third floor was on. Feng Xinglang sprinted up the stairs. Outside the bedroom, he saw Wei Kang, who had been shot, being supported by Song Si to a safe distance away.
What was going on? Did Cong Gang really shoot at Wei Kang? He must be crazy!
"Director Feng … You … You're here?"
Wei Kang used his hand to protect his left shoulder. He had been shot at the lower part of his collarbone. Large amounts of blood flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.
"What happened?" Feng Xinglang stepped forward to support Wei Kang.
"Boss has a gun … You … You better not go in," Wei Kang said with difficulty.
"Is Cong Gang alone in there?" Feng Xinglang glanced in the direction of the bedroom.
"Yeah … It's just Boss! He … He's seriously injured … His wound has been infected for a long period of time, causing sepsis … He could go into shock again at any time. I'm afraid … I'm afraid … "Wei Kang coughed violently, more blood flowing out from the gaps between his fingers.
"That's enough. Stop talking! Hurry up and take care of your wound! I can handle Cong Gang! "
It seemed like Wei Kang's injury wasn't light. This Cong Gang was really ruthless enough to deal such a heavy blow to his own subordinates?
Just because Wei Kang wanted to save his life? What was wrong with that?!
It was impossible for him not to go in!
Feng Xinglang couldn't just watch Cong Gang die alone in the room!
Was his life more important, or was his unspeakable secret more important?
Feng Xinglang was about to take a step towards the bedroom when Wei Kang pulled him back. "CEO Feng, you have to be careful!"
"Don't worry, if that bastard Cong Gang really dares to shoot me …"
Feng Xinglang's voice was several times louder. "At most, I'll take him down with me!"
His goal was to let Feng Xinglang in the room hear his voice. He knew that the person coming in was him, Feng Xinglang.
"Cong Gang, nothing is more important than your life … You're very important to me! I won't leave you in the lurch! Shoot if you want to, but remember to aim properly … I'm afraid of physical pain the most! "
Feng Xinglang raised his voice to remind Cong Gang of his arrival as he slowly walked towards the room.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out. Before Feng Xinglang could turn around, a bullet flew past Feng Xinglang's scalp.
Was it an inaccurate aim? Or was it too accurate?
"Cong Gang, you f * cking dare to shoot me?" Feng Xinglang growled.
"Don't … Don't come in!" Cong Gang's breathing was extremely weak. "I'll really … shoot!"
"Then shoot me! Remember to aim properly this time! "
Feng Xinglang still walked in resolutely. He saw the empty syringes and boxes of Dolantin scattered on the floor beside the bed.
"Feng Xinglang … Do you really … Do you really have to force me to shoot? Can't you leave me some … some dignity? "
Cong Gang's face was hidden behind the bedside lamp. His face couldn't be seen clearly. He only felt that it was very difficult for him to speak.
"In my eyes, you, Cong Gang, are just a dog that I picked up. You have no dignity at all!"
Feng Xinglang said these vicious words in a vulgar manner, but his eyes were already red.
Cong Gang's hand that was holding the gun finally retracted slowly. Then … he actually pointed the muzzle at his own temple.
"Cong Gang! Cong Gang! What the f * ck are you doing? "
Feng Xinglang might be able to bet that Cong Gang wouldn't really shoot him, but he really couldn't bet that Cong Gang wouldn't shoot him!
"I'll … return my life to you!" Cong Gang said coldly.
"Cong Gang! Master Cong! I'm begging you … Okay? "
Feng Xinglang roared in a hoarse voice. "If you die … I won't be happy for the rest of my life! Do you understand? "
Cong Gang's lips were overflowing with dark blood. He forced a pale smile, and his voice was so low that he could almost only move his mouth.
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