Let's remarry

　　"You sure are f * * king crazy! This old man will f * * king kill you right now! "

　　It was just as Feng Xinglang had said: Ji Tian was arrogant, but he received Yan Bang's punches and kicks!

　　"Feng Xinglang, you killed me … You won't live... You won't live! "

　　"Enjoy it!"

　　Feng Xinglang was too lazy to listen to Ji Tian's last words, nor did he want the blood he vomited to stain him.

　　Feng Xinglang, who was walking out of the bas.e.m.e.nt, frowned for a moment.

　　At the time, he had not gone through the details of Yos.h.i.+da's words. He was just thinking: With just an ID recognition device, he was able to take Yan Bang's life? This was too mystical! Do you really think that the Shen City is the world of their Yamaguchi-gumi?

　　Furthermore, Old An Teng was Hetun's close friend, would he listen to Ji Tian's one-sided speech?

　　When he thought back to it later, Feng Xinglang realized: In order to send Mannie and Caste out of the Shen City safely, Ji Tian had played a trick on them!

　　The reason why Ji Tian was putting himself in danger was because he was forced into a corner by the Shen City police. However, if Mannie was not able to return to Mexico City, that would mean that the Yamaguchi-gumi's invasion plan in Guatemala would be disrupted. That way, Ji Tian would also be dealt with by the Yamaguchi-gumi.

　　Ji Tian thought that Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang would fear Old An Teng and wouldn't do anything to him, but he didn't expect that Yan Bang was actually so ruthless and unreasonable person.

　　And Feng Xinglang, who was usually wise and crafty, allowed Yan Bang to do as he pleased.

　　Part of the reason why Feng Xinglang was not calm was because of Cong Gang's death. He had to avenge Cong Gang; and Ji Tian had to pay the same price for Cong Gang's death!

　　If he, Feng Xinglang, was unable to even avenge Cong Gang, then he would be unable to rest at peace for the rest of his life.

　　After Yan Bang vented his anger, he chased out. After being informed by Baotou, Feng Xinglang had already gone to the living room to wait.

　　Knowing that Feng Xinglang did not like the smell of blood, he quickly took a shower before sitting down.

　　"Lang, you're so serious? "You don't believe that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Ji Tian, do you?"

　　Yan Bang had heard too many threats. If he had to worry about it every time, he would have been worried to death by now.

　　"Where is Miyamoto Wentuo's electronic identification device?" Feng Xinglang asked.

　　"That watch?"

　　Yan Bang touched his forehead, "After we got on the helicopter, when the doctors tried to save your blood for your infusion, because they found it troublesome to wear on your wrist, they were casually thrown by me … He was probably left behind in the helicopter! I'll look for it later! You want that? "

　　"It's not me!"

　　Feng Xinglang paused for a while, "After you find that thing, remember to contact Miyamoto Wentuo first, and then, return it to him! Remember, let them send it over! Don't go out of your kennel! "

　　"Haha …" Yan Bang laughed boldly, "Lang, you weren't really scared by that b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Ji Tian, were you?!"

　　Feng Xinglang glared at Yan Bang, "Don't you know there's a saying: You can drive a s.h.i.+p with caution for ten thousand years!"

　　"Fine, fine, fine. I'll be careful!"

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang was angry, Yan Bang agreed quickly. Then he asked again: "What about you?"

　　"Don't worry, that An Teng … … He doesn't dare to touch me! " Feng Xinglang stood up.

　　"d.a.m.n, I forgot that you have a mighty father, Hetun!" Yan Bang joked.

　　Then, the coffee cup beside Feng Xinglang smashed onto his shoulder.

　　"I have dealings with Miyamoto Wentuo, do you think An Teng will destroy his financial resources?!"

　　"What are you angry about …" If you do not recognize Hetun as your father, I will definitely support you! "

　　Yan Bang smiled, "It's already 2 in the morning, eat something to warm your stomach."

　　… ….

　　Feng Xinglang stepped on the morning light as he rushed back to the Feng Family.

　　Xueluo was still sound asleep. It was as if she didn't notice that her husband, Feng Xinglang, had left the place last night.

　　After Feng Xinglang warmed his hands, he gently embraced his wife's belly, which was swelling day by day, and rubbed it again and again, kissing again and again.