Bai Mo could only think of Feng Xinglang's biological father, Feng Yishan!
However, Feng Yishan had been dead for many years and had turned into ashes. It was unlikely for him to come back to life!
Feng Xinglang smashed the cards in his hand on the table unhappily. Then, with a cold face, he got up and left without looking back.
"Feng Xinglang," Yan Bang rarely called his name directly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll bring people to 'see off' your biological father if you leave like this?"
In Yan Bang's view, Feng Xinglang was so patient in playing bridge with him because he wanted to supervise Yan Bang!
So that his biological father could leave Shen Cheng City smoothly?
"Yan Bang, your life is your own! No matter how others protect you, if you regard your own life as worthless, then your life can only be worthless! "
In other words, if you want to die, then it's up to you. I don't want to care about you anymore!
Watching the tall and strong figure leave the living room, Yan Bang's scarred face muscles twitched.
What was going on?
Bai Mo was really shocked by the riddle conversation between Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang.
The boat of friendship was overturned just like that?
"Brother Bang, please calm down …"
Bai Mo looked at Yan Bang's scarred face full of anger, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
It was really like living with a tiger to be with a king!
How could he be like this when playing bridge? If he was not careful, he would get himself into trouble!
"Get … get out! All of you, get out of here! "
Yan Bang's accumulated anger exploded in an instant, and he roared at Bai Mo and several servants with blue veins popping out.
Then, there was the sound of smashing coming from the living room.
There was no doubt that Yan Bang, the lion out of control, was crazy again.
Why did he use the word 'again'?
Since Yan Bang returned to Yulong City, he had not stopped. He took the humiliation he had suffered and vented his anger on others, beating and scolding his subordinates.
His tyrannical behavior had reached the point where it was difficult to record!
If this continued, the entire Yulong City would be doomed!
It was only a matter of time before it was closed down by the yamen.
Outside the living room, there were three muscular men standing straight.
"Second Master." Seeing Feng Xinglang walk out of the living room, seemingly angry, they looked at each other in dismay.
"En." Feng Xinglang grunted in response and walked toward the elevator in the corridor with a cold expression.
He had only taken two steps when he turned back.
"Is there a fire?"
Feng Xinglang leisurely leaned against the wall and smoked a cigarette, accompanied by the sounds of cursing and smashing in the living room.
The joints between his fingers were very distinct, concealing a man's sense of strength.
The gentlemanly way in which he tapped away the ash contrasted sharply with the loud violence in the drawing-room.
The three poker faces didn't know whether to go in or not. They seemed to be waiting for Feng Xinglang's instructions.
On the other hand, Feng Xinglang did not have any extra expression on his face!
Clang! Bai Mo was knocked out of the living room, rolling and crawling along the way.
This world was too cruel. Even playing bridge could put one's life in danger!
"Brother Lang, you didn't leave?"
Seeing Feng Xinglang leaning against the wall and smoking leisurely, Bai Mo's good-looking face instantly turned bitter.
"Brother Lang, my Second Master … Brother Bang is making such a ruckus in the room, didn't you hear it?"
In fact, Bai Mo really wanted to say, "Feng Xinglang, you left as soon as you smashed the cards, but left me to the violent Yan Bang. I almost lost my life. Isn't that too unkind?"
"Do you have a gun?"
"Yes."
Feng Xinglang extinguished the cigarette between his fingers on the wall, took the gun from his bodyguard, and walked toward the living room.
Seeing Feng Xinglang going in with a gun, Bai Mo felt uncomfortable.
"Brother Lang, Brother Lang, calm down! The entire Yulong City belongs to Brother Bang, he can smash it if he wants! "
Bai Mo thought that Feng Xinglang was going in with a gun to deal with Yan Bang. He thought that even if Yan Bang wanted to vent his anger, he wouldn't need to use a gun! That would be a serious problem!
"Then why don't you go in and put out the fire?"
Feng Xinglang pushed the gun in his hand to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo immediately let go of Feng Xinglang's hand. "Then, then you should take it easy! Between brothers, harmony is the most important! "
Feng Xinglang patted Bai Mo's shoulder comfortingly, then turned around and went into Yan Bang's living room.
In the living room, Yan Bang poured himself a cup of wine.
The muscles on his face were twisted, and he looked really ferocious.
"Bang!" Feng Xinglang slammed the gun in his hand on the table in front of Yan Bang.
Looking at the gun, Yan Bang suddenly laughed like a madman. With a ripping sound, he violently tore the clothes in front of his chest, revealing his exaggerated muscles that looked like those of a bodybuilder.
"Come, come, come, shoot at me! Aim properly, don't shake! "
To be honest, Feng Xinglang really wanted to go forward and slap Yan Bang a few times to wake him up from his stupor.
"I really want to die in your hands, Feng Xinglang! Really! Dream of it! "
Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang and moved his Hun Chen closer to him.
That cheap look …
Feng Xinglang took a deep breath. He was really worried that if he lost control, he would help Yan Bang achieve his goal!
"Yan Bang, let's be straightforward!"
Feng Xinglang quickly picked up the gun from the table. He did not raise it at Yan Bang, but pressed it against his own temple.
"What are you doing?"
Although Yan Bang clearly knew that Feng Xinglang, who had a wife and a son, would not do something stupid like suicide, he still asked anxiously.
"Multiple choice question, choose one: Do you want me as your brother, or do you want to take revenge?"
Evil and bad habits were sometimes contagious.
Hetun's bad behavior of making people choose not only spread to Cong Gang, but also to his own son, Feng Xinglang.
Yan Bang's stiff lips squirmed a few times. His bloodshot eyes were filled with an unclear meaning.
"I want my brother, and I want my revenge!"
He hissed, enunciating every word.
"Bang!" Feng Xinglang directly hit Yan Bang's forehead with the butt of the gun.
"You're a f * cking idiot! Do you understand single choice? You can only choose one! "
Feng Xinglang solemnly repeated again, "Do you want me as your brother, or do you want revenge?"
Yan Bang stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's cold eyes, and a strange smile slowly piled up on his scarred face.
"I want you!"
After saying that, Yan Bang's whole body was like a black bear, pouncing towards Feng Xinglang …
*****
Outside the living room, Bai Mo and the three muscular men quietly watched the changes.
There were sounds of fighting coming from inside, and it was getting more and more intense.
What's going on?
Feng Xinglang went in. For Yan Bang, shouldn't he be cured immediately? How come they're fighting?
"Grandpa Mo, should we go in and take a look?"
"No hurry … Wait a little longer! Let them fight for a while! "
Bai Mo was selfish and narrow-minded. This Feng Xinglang could still fight back when he was fighting with Yan Bang, but if he went in, he could only be beaten!
If even Feng Xinglang could not hold Yan Bang back, then no one could! Including him, Bai Mo.
"Bang!" The gunshot gave Bai Mo a great shock.
He really shot? This is going to be a mess!
Bai Mo did not dare to wait any longer, and ordered the three muscular men to break the door and enter.
Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang were in a close combat stance.
There was no gun in Yan Bang's hand.
That gun should be in Feng Xinglang's hand … Could it be that the one who shot was Feng Xinglang?
Yan Bang felt his own body, and did not feel any pain, but his white shirt was dyed with blood.
"Lang … Lang … where are you hurt?"
It was very obvious that the blood on Yan Bang's shirt was Feng Xinglang's.
As Yan Bang slowly turned over, the gun in Feng Xinglang's hand appeared little by little.
"Brother Lang …"
Bai Mo was shocked to find that the gray sleeve of Feng Xinglang's left arm was dyed red with blood.
"What the f * ck are you still standing there for? Quickly call the doctor! "
Yan Bang let out a hysterical roar.
*****
Feng Xinglang was sent back to the Feng family by Bai Mo.
Xue Luo was in the living room teaching Lin Nuo some simple Chinese characters.
She did not expect him to know how to write, she only hoped that these Chinese characters could be used in front of the little thing.
"Sister-in-law, I helped you send Brother Lang back." Bai Mo said.
Originally Feng Xinglang did not want Bai Mo to send him back, but between Yan Bang's bodyguards and Bai Mo, Feng Xinglang could only reluctantly choose Bai Mo.
"Xinglang, what happened to your arm?"
When Bai Mo helped Feng Xinglang to sit on the sofa, Xue Luo was shocked to find that her husband's arm was wrapped in bandages.
"That, on the way, I met a few gangsters bullying a little girl, Brother Lang saw the injustice and pulled out his sword to help … Accidentally his arm was slashed by the gangsters."
Bai Mo's story was quite smooth.
"Is the injury serious?"
Xue Luo's heart ached as she walked forward and wanted to hold the man's arm, but she was worried that she would hurt him again.
"It's not serious! It's just a flesh wound! "
Feng Xinglang smiled, and did not hide the fact that Bai Mo was still there, and kissed his wife's cheek.
"Feng Xinglang, you're so low, you can't even beat a few hooligans!"
Although the little thing also felt sorry for his biological father, he had probably seen too many bloody scenes and was too used to the flesh wound on his arm.
"They have knives, your biological father, I, am bare-handed."
Feng Xinglang completed the story that Bai Mo made up.
"If you lost, you lost. Anyway, you've lost face, don't be embarrassed! Your biological son will not laugh at you! "
The little guy snuggled up to him and lightly patted Feng Xinglang's bandaged arm.
Feng Xinglang clenched his teeth in pain, but in front of his son, he showed a smile that said 'I'm not in pain', 'I'm fine'.
"Is it because the little girl is so beautiful that you fought so hard?!"
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