Feng Xinglang stood up and began to put on his blood-stained suit jacket with some difficulty.
He could not wear the thermal shirt anymore. Before he pulled out the arrow, it had already been cut off by Yan Bang, the barbaric fellow.
Yan Bang stood in front of Feng Xinglang.
Yan Bang, who was serious in speech and manner, looked like an honest person with a ferocious aura.
But Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was just a paper tiger. At least, it was true in front of Feng Xinglang.
Yan Bang did not say anything and directly took out Feng Xinglang's phone. He dialed the Feng family's number.
Feng Tuantuan, that little thing, should still be near the phone.
The call was quickly connected.
"Papa, are you going home? Tuantuan is still waiting for you. "
Little Cutie remembered Feng Xinglang's phone number. So when she saw that it was Papa Feng Xinglang who called back, she immediately picked up the phone before Butler Mo.
"It's me, Yan Bang! Your father can't go home tonight. "
Yan Bang's tone was not gentle at all. Perhaps he was the kind of person who naturally did not like to mess around with little children.
"Why?" Little Cutie's voice was filled with grievance as she whimpered.
"Because your father wants to stay here with me tonight!"
Yan Bang said straightforwardly. He did not beat around the bush with Feng Tuantuan at all. Naturally, he would not care about a little child's feelings.
"But Tuantuan also wants Papa to come home to accompany me!"
Little Cutie directly went against Yan Bang.
Perhaps to Little Cutie, Feng Xinglang was her Papa, not Yan Bang's Papa. What right did Yan Bang have to forcibly take over her Papa and not let him go home to accompany her?
Yan Bang used the hands-free mode as if he wanted Feng Xinglang to hear it on purpose. He listened to how he rejected Feng Tuantuan, the little clingy person.
"Your father can only stay here with me tonight! I need him more than you do! Besides, you can't compete with me! "
Yan Bang's tone did not sound like he was teasing a child at all. From the beginning to the end, he was serious and stern.
Feng Xinglang was amused by Yan Bang's serious look. An adult man who was ten times his age was actually teasing a little child … fighting for favor?
"Uncle Yan, you're so unreasonable. Feng Xinglang is Tuan Tuan's papa, not yours! "
The willful little thing was stubborn. Yan Bang's threats wouldn't be able to scare them away.
"Feng Xinglang is my friend. He's like a brother to me! If I want him to stay here, no one can stop me! Understand? "
Yan Bang seemed to be running out of patience.
The little cutie on the other end of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment, but she did not cry. Perhaps, ever since she was young, she had never tasted the feeling of being coldly rejected.
"Uncle Yan, are you really going to die?"
The little fellow's tone seemed to have calmed down a little.
"En!"
Yan Bang snorted coldly and stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's eyes. "But if your father had stayed to accompany me tonight, I wouldn't have died!"
The little thing on the other end of the phone seemed to sigh.
"Alright then, I'll lend you Papa for the night! Uncle Yan, you have to live well. Don't die. "
Although the little cutie was willful, she was still kind.
In order to make Yan Bang not, she gritted her teeth and generously lent Papa Feng Xinglang to Yan Bang.
"Tuan Tuan is so sensible! Go to bed early, I'm hanging up! "
Feng Xinglang really didn't expect Yan Bang to drag on for so long with a little boy. The key point was that he won the war of words in the end.
"Yan Bang, do you have to fight with a little kid?"
Feng Xinglang smiled. His wise eyes were mixed with: teasing, disdain, amazement, worship, and all sorts of other emotions.
"You've been a brother's slave for so many years … It's enough! I just don't want to see you continue to be a slave to your daughter! "
Yan Bang turned off Feng Xinglang's phone and threw it far away. He reached over and tore off the blood-stained suit that Feng Xinglang had put on halfway and wrapped him up with the blanket again.
"You're mine tonight! You're not allowed to go anywhere! "
Yan Bang's words didn't contain any hostility. It sounded more like a kind of begging.
Feng Xinglang swept an indifferent glance at Yan Bang and slowly leaned back towards Sha Fa. He unhurriedly took out a cigarette from a luxurious metal cigarette box and lit it up.
"Cong Gang's disappearance must have something to do with you, right?"
The topic jumped a little off track.
Yan Bang squinted at Feng Xinglang and asked instead of answering, "What do you think?"
"What the f * ck!"
Feng Xinglang was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity. He leaped up and pounced on Yan Bang who was sitting on the edge of the sofa. He used his right arm to strangle Yan Bang's neck, using all the strength he could muster to kill him.
Firstly, Yan Bang didn't expect Feng Xinglang to suddenly attack him. Secondly, Yan Bang took into consideration that Feng Xinglang's left shoulder was still injured, so he didn't use much strength to resist. He only started to fight back when Feng Xinglang was strangling him so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe and might really die.
The rapid consumption of oxygen in his body had slowed down Yan Bang's counterattack. But his endurance was as good as a camel in the desert.
Feng Xinglang used his right arm to strangle him for more than three minutes. It was only when Feng Xinglang felt that the strength in his arm was draining away that Yan Bang finally managed to pull Feng Xinglang's arm away from his neck in one go.
Feng Xinglang came to a conclusion: If he sneakily attacked Yan Bang, there was at least a seventy percent chance that he could kill him!
Yan Bang was panting heavily as he stared at Feng Xinglang, unable to take his eyes off him.
"Do you really want to kill me?"
"Yes! If you die, I can unify Shen Cheng! "
Feng Xinglang answered coldly, not hiding anything.
But Yan Bang laughed, "If you just want to be the boss of Shen Cheng, just tell me! I can be your dog! "
"How about this, let me order you around for a few days. Let's see if you are qualified to be my dog!"
"…"
*****
He Tun left with his son Lin Nuo for more than three hours. Xue Luo was also very nervous for more than three hours.
When they came back, the little guy was lying on He Tun's shoulder. He was very quiet and didn't make any noise.
The quieter her son was, the more worried Xue Luo was. She could see that the little guy must be hiding something unpleasant in his heart.
On the other hand, Hetun was beaming with joy.
"Nuo Nuo, did you have fun with your godfather tonight?"
Xue Luo asked the quiet little guy in He Tun's arms.
"Yes! Of course I was happy! Fifteen's performance tonight made me very happy! "
He Tun used his chin to kiss the little guy's cheek. "Fifteen, why are you not happy?"
"Fifteen is sleepy. I want to sleep. Twelve, I will sleep with you tonight! Good night, mommy. Godfather. "
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