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Chapter 578: Human Greed
"Why are your injuries so severe?" I thought you were really going to die! "
Feng Xinglang spoke slowly as he moved along the layers of gauze, examining Yan Bang's left arm that had been fixed in place.
"If I really do die... Will you cry for me? "
It was unknown if it was because the pain had made Yan Bang feel depressed, or because he felt that Feng Xinglang had been cold and indifferent for the past few days, but Yan Bang actually asked such a sad question.
"Of course... "No way!"
Feng Xinglang reached his hand over, used his curled up index finger to scratch Yan Bang's nose and said, "But it should be hard on you for quite a while, and then, you reluctantly took over your Yulong City!"
Yan Bang did not reply. Instead, he stared deeply at Feng Xinglang, and maintained his silent expression for a long time.
"Don't worry, I am not interested in your Yulong City!"
Thinking that Yan Bang was silent because she coveted his martial arts, Feng Xinglang added on.
"Feng Xinglang, do you remember the first time we met?" Yan Bang suddenly asked.
What was this singing?
Play yearning?
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly as he racked his brains for a few seconds, but he could not come up with the image of the first time he met Yan Bang.
What was remembered in his mind were himself, Yan Bang, Bai Mo and the other two, stuffing food into their mouths.
Yan Bang sighed softly and said sorrowfully, "I knew you wouldn't remember …"
"F * ck your sister!" "You are not some peerless beauty, it would be strange if I remember you!"
Feng Xinglang casually picked up a washed grape from the fruit plate and put it into his mouth, eating while watching Xing Ba's movements from the window of the Yulong City.
It could be seen that Feng Xinglang's heart was completely focused on his wife and children.
Yan Bang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang's tall and straight back, his entire person in complete silence.
Three minutes later, Feng Xinglang received a call from Wei Kang, saying that he had ordered his men to entangle Xing Ba's anti-riot vehicle.
"Peng, rest well. I'll come visit you another day!"
patted Yan Bang's face lightly, but picked up his jacket and walked out of the room. He didn't even look back.
Yan Bang's gaze was not only silent, it seemed as if it carried a hint of the desolation of the world.
After a long while, Yan Bang finally withdrew his gaze from the door and slowly closed it; he was unwilling to open his eyes for a long time.
Feng Xinglang's Porsche had just driven out of the Yulong City's underground tunnel, and in less than three minutes, another anti-riot vehicle had arrived. It was hard to tell whether the anti-riot vehicle was Xing Ba or not, or maybe it was some unknown bastard.
What a f * cking dog!
This was really unpleasant!
Presumably, Hetun had hardened his heart to have his own subordinates follow Feng Xinglang 24 hours a day! He even fought in a prolonged battle!
Was he going to start a new cycle?
With his heart set on the woman who was just born, and his own son, who had a deep prejudice against him, Feng Xinglang's heart was filled with anger. I really want to reverse the car and knock over that damned anti-riot vehicle!
Along the way, Feng Xinglang returned back to the GK Ventura, changed into a new car, and got his assistant to drive his Porsche to lure away the anti-riot vehicle. He thought that he had succeeded in getting rid of the Hetun this time, but Feng Xinglang did not expect that: Right after his Wrangler turned towards the road that the Qibei Mountain City had to take, another anti-riot vehicle to chase him.
Playing relay matches with Feng Xinglang?
Feng Xinglang scolded all eighteen generations of the Hetun's ancestors repeatedly!
After cursing, Feng Xinglang still did not enter the Qibei Mountain City. After circling around, he returned to the Yulong City.
Firstly, the Yulong City was relatively safe; secondly, the Yulong City had his favorite delicacies.
Furthermore, he could also conveniently take a look at the injured Yan Bang to show that he was fraternal with his brother.
The most important thing was that Feng Xinglang did not want to expose his wife's hiding place. Xueluo's body could not take the pain anymore.
With her son Linnuo accompanying her, presumably the woman would also be able to rest and recuperate peacefully!
If a woman was not hopelessly stupid, she should know that all of this was a trap cast by Hetun to separate them!
And Nuonuo is only a tool used by the Hetun!
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When he rushed to Yulong City, it was already the early morning three hours later.
Yan Bang's pretence had already evolved into an upgraded version.
He removed the needle from his body and refused all treatment. His huge body was lying on the ground, as if he was waiting to die.
Feng Xinglang did not understand why Yan Bang was making such a ruckus!
He couldn't fight the Hetun, and he didn't need to use death to apologize?
"Pa!" With a snap of his fingers, he couldn't wake up a person who was trying to pretend to be asleep.
Glancing at the medical personnel who stood outside the ward quietly, Feng Xinglang hooked his fingers at them and signaled them to come in.
The veins on the back of Yan Bang's hand bulged, so pricking it was still very easy.
The nurse just finished wiping the alcohol on the back of Yan Bang's hand. With a raise of her hand, Yan Bang was so scared that she couldn't even hold a needle.
"Alright, you can go to the side! "I'll do it!"
With such a simple medical treatment, Feng Xinglang was able to get her easily. When Feng Lixin was injured, he did not neglect to nurse him.
"Clap clap!"
Feng Xinglang purposely patted the back of Yan Bang's hand twice, to remind him that he, Feng Xinglang, was doing it himself. If he dared to resist, he had to bear the consequences.
This time the needle was successful. The transparent antibiotics were once again pushed into Yan Bang's body.
Seeing the nurse bandage Yan Bang's mangled arm, Feng Xinglang felt very touched. In order to prevent Yan Bang from enduring the pain and suffering from the second injury, Feng Xinglang had been protecting most of his upper body.
It must be known that Yan Bang belonged to that kind of muscular body, so it was not easy for him to screw around with him.
By the time the nurse had finished cleaning up for Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang was already sweating profusely from the pain that he subconsciously felt.
Feng Xinglang's words were still effective in Yan Bang's Yulong City.
Twenty minutes later, a plate of Black Pepper Ox Liu Fried Rice was delivered.
Feng Xinglang continued to eat. As he ate, he glanced at Yan Bang, who was still feigning sleep.
Do not do what you do not want to do to others.
But for Feng Xinglang, it was the complete opposite.
Feng Xinglang had eaten all of the oxen and willows, and was reluctantly eating the noodles. His eyelids slightly quivered as he glanced at Yan Bang, and then fed the leftover noodles to her.
Yan Bang opened his mouth wide and ate the spaghetti that Feng Xinglang fed to him.
As a result, the leftover spaghetti was happily eaten by Feng Xinglang.
After lying on the sofa for a while, Feng Xinglang seemed to be unable to take it anymore.
Wife and children he hid;
Aww, wail and cry to find my mother's small circle;
There was also Yan Bang who was lying on the bed pretending to be sick.
And Lan Youyou, who he had sent to ruin Xing San …
It was as if he, Feng Xinglang, could not put down too many things!