Xing Ba's current situation was a true portrayal of his own cleverness.
Feng Xinglang was definitely a top-notch boss player in this kind of brain-burning game.
In the end, Xing Ba could only be led by the nose by Feng Xinglang's tricks.
Of course, what Feng Xinglang was doing at this moment was still a little risky. But Feng Xinglang, who had lost his beloved son many times, was really worried about giving his son to someone else.
Only when he held his own son in his arms could he feel most at ease. Because every time Feng Xinglang let go, his son would be further and further away from him.
Who could understand Feng Xinglang's heart as a father?
Feng Xinglang walked downstairs to the hall with the furry bear, which was wrapped in a windbreaker so that only one of its legs could be vaguely seen.
He did not deliberately avoid or avoid Xing Ba, who might suddenly appear.
Feng Xinglang wanted to give Xing Ba a judgment: Little Fifteen was taken away by Wei Kang. Then, Xing Ba would lead his men to chase after Wei Kang, and then he could really get away.
"Feng Xinglang, why are you in such a hurry? What treasure are you holding?"
In the hall, Xing Ba blocked Feng Xinglang's way. It was hard for Xing Ba not to see Feng Xinglang swaggering through the streets like this.
"My own son!"
Feng Xinglang said bluntly to Xing Ba. He stared straight into Xing Ba's eyes, trying to show his confidence.
"Oh, is that so?"
Xing Ba asked with a sigh. Then, he quietly and slowly approached Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang "subconsciously" put his hand on the furry bear's half-exposed leg outside the windbreaker, giving the impression that he was trying to hide something.
But the sharp-eyed Xing Ba didn't know that Feng Xinglang was playing the devil's advocate with him.
Feng Xinglang didn't want to hide anything, but he wanted Xing Ba to see the vague furry bear's leg. So that Xing Ba would think that Feng Xinglang wanted to use a furry bear to lure him away, and then let Wei Kang escape with the real Little Fifteen.
Sometimes, it wasn't necessarily a good thing to be quick-witted!
When Xing Ba saw Feng Xinglang covering the furry bear's leg with one hand, he immediately made a conditioned judgment: Feng Xinglang wanted to use a bear to lure him away.
"Go after Wei Kang! Fifteen must be in Weikang's hands! "
Just as Xing Ba was shouting, Wei Kang carried a small box with both hands and quickly flashed past Xing Ba's eyes, fleeing from the side door of the hall at lightning speed.
The box in Wei Kang's hand was not big, just big enough to fit a five-year-old child.
Therefore, with Wei Kang's near perfect cooperation, he successfully lured Xing Ba over, thus buying time for Feng Xinglang to escape with his son Nuo Nuo.
It had to be said that Wei Kang was much smarter than that playboy Ye Shinian! As expected of one of Cong Gang's disciples!
As a disciple taught by Cong Gang, his IQ was naturally high. As for his EQ …
Feng Xinglang was liking Wei Kang more and more.
At the golden moment, Feng Xinglang immediately grabbed the furry bear and fled from the Sea View Restaurant in Youshan Meidi.
Cong Gang witnessed the entire process. Feng Xinglang's extremely high intelligence had truly amazed him.
Perhaps, this was what made Feng Xinglang so attractive.
It attracted women, and in this rapidly developing modern society, it also included men!
Of course, Lin Nuo would not be in danger!
Because even if Xing Ba saw through Feng Xinglang's trick, Cong Gang would still make a move.
With Cong Gang around, Feng Xinglang and little Feng Xinglang would be safe and sound! Cong Gang had this kind of confidence!
Feng Xinglang did not see Cong Gang, and Cong Gang would not let Feng Xinglang see him.
If Feng Xinglang was the bright flame, then Cong Gang would be the moth.
However, Cong Gang, the moth, would only circle closely around the flame where the flame could not reach, but would not fly into the flame.
A moth with a high IQ yearning for the light.
Silent companionship was the moth's longest confession to the flame.
*****
The Porsche rushed out of Youshan Meidi's parking lot like an arrow leaving the bow, roaring all the way to Qi Bei Shan City.
"Nuo Nuo … Nuo Nuo …"
Feng Xinglang hurriedly called out to the furry bear twice. But the furry bear in the passenger seat was still silent.
Worried that his son would be suffocated, Feng Xinglang immediately tore the back of the furry bear's head off …
Immediately, a rosy little face appeared.
The little fellow was safe and sound, and he was unscathed.
Feng Xinglang checked his son's breath, and it was still even. He was just a little drowsy.
How many sleeping pills did that son of a b * tch, Xing San, feed his own son? Next time, don't fall into the hands of Feng Xinglang, I will definitely make that son of a b * tch, Xing San, eat sleeping pills until he is full!
Speaking of Xing San, Feng Xinglang inevitably thought of Lan Youyou.
When leaving the private room, Lan Youyou's terrified scream still made Feng Xinglang's heart palpitate more or less.
Between men and women, love and hate, sometimes there was not a very clear boundary.
Just like the past between him and Lan Youyou … Who could say that there was no love between them!
Who could say clearly what the hatred between them had turned into now, five years later?
Feng Xinglang's eyes became deep.
Perhaps from the moment Big Brother Feng Lixin had an accident, it was destined that he and Lan Youyou could only become two parallel lines that could no longer intersect. They could live under the same roof, but they would no longer have any intersection!
Actually it was not completely correct!
When Feng Xinglang saw that woman called Lin Xue Luo, who endured humiliation for five years, suffered unimaginable hardships, and gave birth to his son Lin Nuo, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang's heart not to be shocked!
Seeing that his son once again returned to his side, Feng Xinglang's heart slowly calmed down.
The Porsche sped all the way, heading towards Qi Bei Shan City.
This was the club of Qi Bei Shan City.
The place where all the big banks in Shen Cheng City bleached their funds.
Xue Luo had been anxiously waiting for the news of her son Lin Nuo.
She seemed to be regretting that she should not have believed that Feng Xinglang would really bring Lan Youyou to Xing San's banquet. But no matter what, as long as there was news and clues of her son Lin Nuo, she would not give up.
Of course, if Feng Xinglang really wanted to use force on her, she would not be able to escape right?
Xue Luo really could not drink the nourishing soup that the servant brought, so she kept looking outside the door, waiting.
The sound of the engine came, Xue Luo immediately stood up from the sofa.
The locked door of the living room opened halfway, Xue Luo saw Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang who was hugging a furry bear!
"Feng Xinglang, where is Nuo Nuo? You said that you would bring Nuo Nuo back! "
Xue Luo did not have any mood to appreciate this furry bear's adorable look. Because she saw that behind Feng Xinglang, there was no figure of her son Lin Nuo.
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