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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.