When Captain Jian came in, he was just in time to see Feng Xinglang's slap.
To be honest, Captain Jian was stunned for a short while.
They thought that Yan Bang would fly into a rage and start a fight with Feng Xinglang. However, Yan Bang only touched his cheek that was slapped and smiled. He looked like he was about to give the other side of his face to Feng Xinglang for another slap!
"Captain Jian, you can't stop them anymore?"
Feng Xinglang asked Captain Jian who was standing at the door.
"I really can't stop them anymore … Mr. Feng, you should go to my office."
Captain Jian had done his best. He wanted to help Feng Xinglang get through this for Yan Bang, but it seemed that there was no turning point in the current situation.
"Bang, I will do everything I can to protect you!"
Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang.
Yan Bang nodded. "With your words, even if I have to go through fire and water, it will be worth it!"
After a brotherly hug, Bassoon pushed Feng Xinglang into Captain Jian's office.
He could clearly see that Yan Bang was handcuffed by the special police and left the detention room with a gun pressed against his head and back.
Yan Bang couldn't see Feng Xinglang in the office. He just smiled in the general direction.
His smile was very calm and didn't show any signs of violence.
In the end, he still couldn't protect Yan Bang. It seemed that Hetun was determined to put Yan Bang to death. In addition, some officials in the yamen had long been dissatisfied with Yan Bang. Under these two conditions, Yan Bang was destined to be exposed this time.
Feng Xinglang sat quietly in his wheelchair, listening to the shrill siren coming from near and finally disappearing.
Captain Jian pushed the door open and walked in. He was silent for a while before he spoke.
"Mr. Feng, someone is here to protect you!"
Feng Xinglang didn't respond. He just waved his hand at Captain Jian, indicating that he understood.
"Then I'll go receive them first. You can rest for a while."
Yan Bang was taken away by the people from the provincial office. Captain Jian was also quite uneasy. But Feng Xinglang was still in Shen City, so it wasn't the worst outcome.
Feng Xinglang kept silent, and so did Bassoon.
"Mr. Feng, you haven't had dinner yet."
After a long time, Bassoon reminded him in a low voice.
"Are you hungry?"
Feng Xinglang asked lightly.
"Yes … a little."
Bassoon spoke the truth. He had been by Feng Xinglang's side since noon, and it was almost late at night. Since his master hadn't eaten yet, he naturally wouldn't eat either.
"Then let's go out to eat!"
"Oh, okay."
Bassoon was stunned. He never expected that Feng Xinglang would be so easy to talk to. Boss had said that Feng Xinglang would be difficult to serve, but he didn't expect this new master to be so approachable.
When Ong pushed the wheelchair away, he saw River Village in the hall. There was also Xing Shier, who had always been by He Tun's side.
It seemed that the person that Captain Jian was talking about was definitely Hetun!
Feng Xinglang didn't even glance at his own father and left the police station in a manner that ignored him.
She didn't ask Bassoon to return to the Feng family. Instead, she found a late-night food stall.
Since Feng Xinglang could eat at the food stalls, Ong naturally could as well. Ong was much easier to feed than Feng Xinglang!
"Can you get used to it?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Yes!" Ong answered immediately. "I'm just worried that you …"
"In the past, I rarely came to this kind of place to eat … Subconsciously, I thought that this street food stall was dirty and only the poor would come to this kind of place!"
Feng Xinglang took a sip of beer, his eyes somewhat unfocused.
"President Feng, with your distinguished identity, it's indeed not suitable for you to come here …"
Before Ong could finish, Feng Xinglang shook his head.
"Later, Shi Nian would bring me here from time to time to have a meal! But now, he seems to have disappeared from Shen City … One by one, he left in all kinds of ways! "
Feng Xinglang raised his head and gulped down the beer in the glass. After three or four glasses, the bottle of beer was empty!
"That's why they say that all good things must come to an end!"
Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced at Ong indifferently. "Perhaps in the near future, the two of us will also part ways!"
Ong didn't know how to answer Feng Xinglang's sigh.
He wanted to comfort Feng Xinglang, but he didn't know where to start. He looked at Feng Xinglang in a daze.
"Hurry up and eat! The food is getting cold! "
Feng Xinglang put down the empty glass in his hand but didn't continue to drink. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks and started to fill his stomach with food.
The call was from Xue Luo.
This call could be said to have taken a lot of effort.
He Tun watched as He Tun ignored him and left the police station, following behind Feng Xinglang's car indifferently.
He Tun called Xing Shisi when he saw his son, who still had a leg injury, drinking one glass after another.
Xing Shisi told Xue Luo about Feng Xinglang's whereabouts. He also asked Xue Luo to make this call to persuade Feng Xinglang to drink.
He Tun didn't like Ong who was by Feng Xinglang's side. He felt that Ong was a little strange and his motive for getting close to Feng Xinglang wasn't simple.
Unfortunately, Feng Xinglang chose to keep Ong by his side and let Xing Shisi protect Xue Luo and her son.
Xue Luo pondered for a few seconds before deciding to make this call.
Feng Xinglang was her husband and she was his wife. She should be the closest person to him!
"En … why aren't you asleep?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.
"I can't sleep! I'm waiting for you to come back! "
Xue Luo flips her body, "But your biological son and niece are already asleep."
Xue Luo purposely mentioned the two children. She only wanted to make Feng Xinglang realize that he had a wife, a son, and a family!
"I'm eating at the food stall with Ong! I'll be back soon! "
Feng Xinglang's voice sounded tired.
"Oh, then don't drink so much! Your leg is still injured! "
Xue Luo's gentle voice dragged out the last syllable, sounding a little coquettish.
Such a soft voice would make a man feel comfortable listening to it.
"En … got it! Don't sleep yet, you still need to accompany your husband to do homework! "
The man's voice carried a hint of exhaustion.
"Annoying!"
Xue Luo mumbled. "Come back soon! Tell Ong not to drink, he still needs to drive! "
After a slight pause, she heard Feng Xinglang's reprimanding voice. "Ong, Madam told you not to drink! Did you hear me? "
"I heard you, Madam Feng! I will send Mr. Feng back to the Feng family safely! "
Ong leaned over and muttered.
In the quiet street, it was enough for everyone on the street to hear it clearly.
Xue Luo on the other end of the phone could also hear it!
*****
"Boss, Yan Bang has been taken away from Shen City by the special police!"
"En, got it!"
"Brother Lang, he …"
"What happened to him? Is he in so much pain that he wants to die? Is he going to fight with his father? "
"No … He Tun went to the police station to bail Brother Lang out! Brother Lang is now eating supper with Old Six at the food stall and drank a little! "
Cong Gang was silent for a long time.
"By the way, boss, what should we do with Bai Mo?"
"Send him to a corner of the Ye Manor! He'll wake up on his own tomorrow morning. "
"Then the five million cash that Old Bai sent …"
"Are you short of money?"
"Not really! But to rebuild the villa in Qi Bei Shan City, we still need some money! "
"No hurry! We haven't cleared it yet! "
"Then what should we do next?"
"Find an opportunity to fulfill Lan Youyou's wish!"
"Yes, boss!"
*****
To be precise, Bai Mo was woken up by the wooden board under his waist.
Bai Mo had been pampered since he was a child. Being thrown on a wooden box to sleep for a night was a kind of torture for him.
Turning over, Bai Mo fell straight off the wooden box and directly hit the cement floor, waking him up.
"Ouch … Ah! Damn it! "
Fortunately, the wooden box was only one meter high, otherwise, it wouldn't have been just two howls.
Bai Mo struggled to get up, but found himself in a very strange environment.
There were a few large wooden boxes scattered around, and there were more than a dozen wooden barrels by the wall. Inside should be red wine, exuding a faint alcoholic smell.
"What the hell is this place?"
Bai Mo then realized that he seemed to have been kidnapped.
Was this the robbers' lair?
Bai Mo tiptoed toward the door. He wanted to peek through the crack of the door to see what was going on, but he accidentally pulled the door open!
The door was not locked?
These robbers were too unprofessional!
Were they going to let him go?
Bai Mo had just taken two steps when he heard a sound coming from the corridor exit. He immediately hid in the corner.
It was two people who looked like electricians. His mouth was full of curses. They must have been urged to repair the circuit in the basement early in the morning.
Just as one of the electricians passed by Bai Mo, he immediately rushed out and subdued the electrician.
"Don't make a sound! Or I will kill you both! Tell me, where is this? "
Although Bai Mo was pampered, he still had simple self-defense skills.
Did he encounter a thief?
"This is … is the basement of Night Manor …"
The electrician who was subdued was really puzzled. Did this thief steal things until he became stupid? He didn't even know where he was stealing?
"What? This is Night Manor? "
Bai Mo exclaimed and instinctively loosened his grip on the electrician.
F * ck! The kidnapper kidnapped him and brought him to his own territory?
Just as Bai Mo loosened his grip on the electrician, the other electrician who was forced to the corner immediately raised the toolbox on his back and smashed it at Bai Mo …
"You even … dare to smash me? You … you don't want to live … live … "
Before Bai Mo could finish his sentence, his body went limp and he fainted on the ground.
The two electricians mustered up their courage and turned Bai Mo over.
"Master, should we call the police?"
"Why do I feel that this thief looks familiar?"
"Familiar? He's a habitual thief! "
"Maybe!"
The younger electrician pulled Bai Mo's collar. "F * ck! This thief is wearing Armani! "
"It must be fake! Street goods! Come on, let's tie this kid up and hand him over to Ling Gui! "
When Bai Mo woke up again, it was already two hours later.
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