One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 988 - Emotions
The night was quiet and serene.
It had already been more than three hours since Feng Xinglang restricted Cong Gang's legs.
At around three in the morning, the Feng Family was shrouded in silence.
A series of 'click' sounds could be heard. It was the sound of the lock opening.
On the sofa bed in the sunroom lay a figure wrapped in black; like a beast lurking in the darkness.
It was as if they were waiting for an opportunity to attack.
"Boss …" "Boss …" In the darkness, he heard a voice calling out to him in a hushed tone.
A hand rested onto Cong Gang's shoulder; in almost an instant, the person who came before them wasn't even able to clearly see the person who was lying on the side, and the hand that he was using to place on Cong Gang's shoulder was instantly restrained, and then pressed down as well.
"What are you doing?"
A low question.
"Boss, you're awake?"
Basong asked in a low voice, not caring about his arm that was being cut in half.
Cong Gang did not reply, but looked around with his sharp eyes.
"Don't worry Boss, I've already fixed the footage."
The so-called fixed screen processing was to maintain the original screen without moving, while maintaining the recording effect. In other words, the scene of Basong opening the Sunlight Room and entering would not be recorded.
Only then did Cong Gang let go of Basong's cut off arm, and ordered in a low voice: "Go back to your own room! Don't let Feng Xinglang find out! "
"Don't worry Boss, I just passed by Feng Xinglang's room. He's sleeping soundly, he should really be tired!"
Basong said as he took out the key to unlock the cuffs on his feet.
"No need!"
However, Cong Gang rejected Basong's heartfelt loyalty.
"Boss, you, you're not going out?" Basong was slightly startled.
"I'm worried that your identity will be exposed!"
Such a crappy reason.
"I don't think so. Even if I release you now, Feng Xinglang would not suspect me for quite a while! They will only think that Wei Kang and the rest saved you! "
At this moment, Basong made a typical mistake: Never try to persuade someone that you don't want to leave to leave!
"You have more important things to do!"
Cong Gang started up another topic, "Go tell Wei Kang, make him keep an eye on Lin Xueluo! Once she has the chance to travel alone, you can let Wei Kang notify me first, and tell them not to act rashly! "
"Alright."
Just as Basong was about to leave after receiving the order, he suddenly stopped and turned his head back. "Boss, do you really not plan to leave this place?"
"If I want to leave, do you think that the elderly, women, children and a cripple can stop me?!"
Cong Gang lightly snorted, "Quickly go and do your own thing!"
Basong nodded his head, but could not help but ask again. "Boss, these handcuffs … It's hard for you to wear it, why don't I untie it for you? "
"No need! Return the key! "
Cong Gang once again rejected Basong's urgent request.
Basong really couldn't understand why the Boss wasn't willing to leave and had to bear the torture that Feng Xinglang had inflicted on him.
"Lan Youyou attacked Lin Xueluo, I need to dodge for a while!"
Perhaps he had seen through Basong's doubt, so Cong Gang finally spoke of his reason.
So it was like this! Basong suddenly realised and nodded his head repeatedly.
This way, Cong Gang would have evidence that he was not there.
In other words: Lan Youyou attacking Lin Xueluo, had nothing to do with him! With him here with Feng Xinglang, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang to suspect him! At least not for a short period of time!
This was indeed an excellent strategy!
It was just that Basong was a little confused: With Cong Gang's abilities, destroying a weak woman like Lin Xueluo would be no harder than stomping on an ant. Why did he need to borrow Lan Youyou's power? Was he afraid that Feng Xinglang would take revenge on him?
If Cong Gang didn't even fear the Hetun, then what was there to fear about Feng Xinglang's revenge?
Basong only found out about some things later on!
However, the BOSS's thoughts were not something that he, a subordinate, could figure out!
Rather than saying that Cong Gang was awakened by the aroma of food, it would be more accurate to say that he was awakened by someone's stare.
When Cong Gang opened his eyes, he saw Feng Xinglang sitting close by on the small bar to eat his breakfast.
It was bacon and stuff like that again!
Although Cong Gang was a bloodthirsty person, in terms of diet, he paid a lot of attention to health.
Cong Gang would not even bother to smell this kind of meat that had been processed twice!
But Feng Xinglang was one of those kind.
As long as it suited his taste, he would not consider the secondary processing and additives.
"What, you didn't find time to escape?"
Feng Xinglang leisurely swept his gaze over the four people who were still imprisoned in the ice-cold iron chains.
"Do you really think I'm a god?! Can you split the handcuffs with your hands? "
Cong Gang laughed at himself, then sat up from the sofa bed, and glanced at the food on the tray.
"I'm not eating this, go and get me something lighter!"
"Don't you know your status as a prisoner? You still want to be picky?! "
The soundly asleep Feng Xinglang looked exceptionally handsome.
Cong Gang who had committed all sorts of evil deeds had been captured by him, the only thing that remained was to use his mouth to advise and other similar work.
"If you don't want to eat, then go ahead and starve! For scum like you, it's a complete waste of food! "
Feng Xinglang stuffed a large piece of fried bacon and eggs into his mouth, eating with an excellent appetite.
"For this kind of processed meat, I think it's better for you to eat less!"
With these words of persuasion from Cong Gang, the aggressive atmosphere was abruptly ruined. He looked more like two brothers who had been sitting at home for a long time.
"But its taste is good! At least I can feel free from it! "
Pausing slightly, Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang, and snorted coldly: "You're a f * cking fugitive, what kind of life support are you talking about! Don't you think it's too ironic? "
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and fell silent.
He was also well aware that these vices of Feng Xinglang's were not things that he could persuade with a few words. He was such a stubborn, toothache type of person.
Sometimes, it might even backfire!
"Tell me, what have you been holding back lately?"
Feng Xinglang's interrogation had only just begun.
"How could my little trick escape your President Feng's Divine Vision! Haven't you already investigated everything? "
Cong Gang shook the ankle cuffs, and frowned: I don't know if it is because the cuffs were not good enough, or because it isn't good enough for me to wear.
"Cong Gang, I won't ask about the hatred between you and the Hetun; But why are you implicating my Feng Xinglang family? Nuonuo is my, Feng Xinglang's, life! "
Feng Xinglang questioned Cong Gang.
"Back then, for your brother and Lan Youyou, when you cupped your hands with that little embryonic thing in the Hetun, I didn't see you filled with righteous indignation!"
Cong Gang scoffed, continuously focusing on the handcuffs on his four limbs.
He seemed to be preparing to deal with these obstructions.
These words touched upon Feng Xinglang's reverse scale and touched upon the pain in his heart!
"Cong Gang, what the f * * k do you want to do?"
Feng Xinglang threw the fork in his hand down, and pounced towards Cong Gang in anger.
He had expected Feng Xinglang to use violence, but he didn't expect him to be so overbearing.
He had used a lot of strength to pinch Cong Gang's neck, almost using strength that could pinch him to death.
Normally, Cong Gang might still be able to resist Feng Xinglang's violent and barbaric attacks, but at this moment, Cong Gang's four limbs were shackled and he could only endure the violence Feng Xinglang had inflicted on him.
Feng Xinglang's muscular body charged forward, causing the originally thin Cong Gang to stumble and fall to the ground.
After a long time, he pinched the card and it continued for four to five minutes.
Only when Cong Gang's breath was weak and his face was dark red did Feng Xinglang release his grip.
If this continued, Cong Gang might really die!
Cough, wheeze;
After everything was settled, Cong Gang finally let out a cold laugh, "Feng Xinglang, it seems like you are still too merciful! You obviously had a chance to kill me. It's a pity that you can't do it! "
"Because in my, Feng Xinglang's, perspective, even if it's a dog I picked up, it will still have feelings for you after it's been raised for a long time!"
Feng Xinglang looked straight into Cong Gang's eyes; but Cong Gang avoided such a deep and simple gaze.
Cong Gang was silent.
He didn't speak for a long time.
"Cong Gang, stop! Don't create any more trouble or disaster! "
Feng Xinglang turned his head away from Cong Gang so that he could look straight into his eyes, "I hope you can live like a human being! Don't live in the shadow of others! To live your own life, you do not need to regard yourself as an adjunct to others! "
Cong Gang did not reply.
However, it could be seen that at this very moment, his heart was not at peace.
His Adam's apple was moving up and down violently, suppressing something, but in the end he could not speak.
Outside, Basong was tensed up the whole time. He was already prepared to attack Feng Xinglang and save Cong Gang.
However, even though Cong Gang was on the verge of death, he still maintained his motionless posture.
Fortunately, Feng Xinglang still let him go in the end.
This also made Basong more curious about the relationship between this Boss and Feng Xinglang.
It looked like the two of them had known each other for a long time.
However, it was not clear what kind of relationship they had!
Old friend?
Enemy?
The golden carp in the pond was one of Gentleman Bai's favorites.
In his free time, he would sit by the pond and watch the creatures swimming around.
Looking at the sky and swimming in the water, one couldn't help but feel relaxed.
Most of these golden carp had a gorgeous luster.
Red and white, Dazheng three colors, Zhaohe three colors, other light, light yellow autumn jade, gold, patterned skin light carp, gold and silver scales, top of the Dan and so on.
"Wow, what a beautiful fish!"
Feng Tuantuan lied at the side of the pond, looking at this group of beautiful golden carp with astonishment.
"Bundle, let's go down and grab one to take a look."
Feng Tuantuan only praised her, but when Linnuo looked at her, his hands started to itch.
He wanted to go down to the pond and grab a strip for a closer look. He had never seen so many colorful fish before.
The water in the pond wasn't very deep, about a meter or so deep.