Cong Gang was not surprised that Feng Xinglang said he would cooperate with him.
Anyone who was treated like that by their biological father would more or less have some resentment and resistance.
Cong Gang stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's eyes.
In fact, Feng Xinglang was not cruel. Compared to the cruel and vicious Old Poisonous Fish Tun, he was nothing.
It could even be said that Feng Xinglang was kind.
He was kind to Feng Lixin, kind to Lan Youyou, kind to Yan Bang … He would also choose to be kind to his biological father, Hetun!
Every time Feng Xinglang got angry, in Cong Gang's eyes, it was just a small fight. Even when Cong Gang was beaten or scolded, it was limited to the flesh.
Perhaps it was because of Feng Xinglang's loyalty that he had so many willing followers around him.
Cong Gang was naturally one of them!
Their eyes met. Cong Gang paused for a long time before he slowly said, "Hetun … is after all your biological father in physics. Whether it is in terms of ethics or blood is thicker than water, it is more appropriate for me to do it!"
"He is not my … father. Not now, not in the future! I will never be! "
Feng Xinglang's eyes became fierce. It seemed that he did not like to hear any words related to Hetun.
He had been using this evasive method to refuse.
"You sound like a three-year-old child! The existence of River Tun is not something that you can avoid even if you want to! "
Cong Gang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the pad of his thumb. "Feng Xinglang, you are actually very kind! Your generosity is not something an ordinary person can do. Take me for example, I can't do it! "
"Let me out!"
Feng Xinglang stared coldly at Cong Gang. He really did not want to listen to Cong Gang's analysis of his character.
It was as if a person had exposed his weak spot in front of others.
"Yes. Tomorrow night, you can leave here. Live the life you want. "
And the last sentence: I will pave the road in front of you!
"Do you feel a sense of accomplishment for locking me up here like an animal?"
Feng Xinglang asked coldly. He seemed to be smiling, yet he wasn't. There was a hint of bitterness in his expression, and there was a hint of desolation in it.
"Not at all!"
Cong Gang heaved a sigh of relief. "You're trapped physically, but I'm trapped mentally! You should believe that it's my own heart that's hurting and trapping you! "
"F * ck you! Do you think I'll forgive you just because you said a few emotional words? "
Feng Xinglang was once again enraged. He pounced over and slapped Cong Gang's disgusted face. The two of them instantly wrestled with each other.
In terms of combat skills and actual combat experience, Feng Xinglang was far inferior to Cong Gang. However, Feng Xinglang's size and explosive power seemed to be above Cong Gang's. Hence, under Feng Xinglang's sudden attack, Cong Gang did not gain any advantage.
Feng Xinglang was very heavy-handed. Not only did Cong Gang have to stop him from killing himself, but he also had to consider whether Feng Xinglang would injure himself.
Wei Kang felt that Boss would definitely win against Feng Xinglang in a PK.
But looking at the situation, it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage again!
Wei Kang's brows were furrowed. He was thinking about whether he should go in or not.
Even if he went in, should he help Boss beat up Feng Xinglang or help Feng Xinglang beat up his own Boss?
This was because Cong Gang had emphasized one thing more than once: Feng Xinglang's life would always be ranked ahead of his!
Wei Kang felt that even if Boss wanted to take revenge and kidnap Feng Xinglang as his bargaining chip, it would only be a formality.
Actually, what Wei Kang was really worried about was Cong Gang himself.
It seemed that Cong Gang could not bear to kill Feng Xinglang and his son. This meant that whether it was father or son, to Cong Gang, these two bargaining chips could not be used as real bargaining chips!
If that was the case, Hetun would have the upper hand. Coupled with his many lackeys, it was hard to say who would emerge victorious in this game.
It seemed that Cong Gang did not care about the outcome! He only cared about the process!
The process of torturing Hetun!
What kind of deep hatred did Boss have with Hetun?
It seemed that he could only wait until tomorrow night to find out.
Cong Gang, who was badly injured by Feng Xinglang, did not mention that he had another bargaining chip in his hands, which was Feng Xinglang's son, Feng Linnuo.
Cong Gang felt that if he told Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang would go crazy! If Feng Xinglang went crazy, it meant that he would go crazy with him! He would be driven crazy by Feng Xinglang!
Hence, Cong Gang chose to remain silent.
*****
Xing Two's face was solemn as he listened to Xue Luo's description of Cong Gang's appearance.
Although it was different from the person he had in mind, he was still sure that Cong Gang was Song Tai.
A person's appearance could be changed, but a person's body shape and outline, as well as their habits, were hard to change.
Xing Two thought that Song Tai, who was Cong Gang, had long been smashed into pieces and turned into ashes in that revenge attempt ten years ago. He did not expect that he was still alive.
After enduring hardships for more than ten years, he was able to make a comeback once again.
This time, he did not fight to his death. Instead, he chose to use his wits.
Moreover, Cong Gang still had Feng Xinglang and his son, one big and one small bargaining chip.
"That year, I should have killed them all!" He Tun sighed slightly. "Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to myself!"
Xue Luo was stunned. It turned out that Cong Gang and He Tun already had a deep hatred!
It was no wonder that Cong Gang knew He Tun's way of doing things like the back of his hand!
"Godfather, before Song Tai notifies you, Xing Lang and Fifteen should be safe."
Xing Two looked at the worried He Tun.
Only then did Xue Luo realize that He Tun's white hair had increased a lot in these ten days. Perhaps she could show her concern for her husband and children, but He Tun hid most of his emotions in the depths of his heart.
"Lao Er, I have to trouble you. Fifteen said that he had been to Song Tai's haunted house. Shen City is not big, and there are not many haunted houses like what Fifteen described! I think the drive will take about half an hour to more than an hour. You are the person who is most familiar with Song Tai. If you bring people to look for him, I think we should be able to find him. "
"This is what I should do. I was too careless … I actually thought that Song Tai had died long ago! "
He Tun waved his hand, looking really exhausted.
"Let's not talk about the past!"
After Xing Two and the rest left Shallow Water Bay, Xue Luo carefully asked Xing Twelve,
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