One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 835 - Filthy Thinking

　　Xing Er faintly exhaled: This child, after so many years, is still unwilling to let go of his hatred!

　　Perhaps, his entire life, he had lived for hatred, but had also been destroyed by hatred!

　　Songtai, or in other words, Cong Gang, in Xing Er's opinion, was very talented. At least he was wiser than his father.

　　It was just that Cong Gang's life had burrowed into the tip of the bull's horn of hatred;

　　But Xing Er found out: All these years, at least five years ago, Songtai had been serving Feng Xinglang.

　　Xing Er more or less knew about the relations.h.i.+p between Songtai and himself.

　　At least five years ago, Songtai did not know about the relations.h.i.+p between Feng Xinglang and the Hetun.

　　And now, the reason why he used Feng Xinglang and Linnuo to threaten the Hetun was probably because he had the intention to do so at the last moment.

　　This time, he still had a good chance of winning. The two bargaining chips, one big and one small, was enough to make the Hetun surrender.

　　Moreover, the Hetun had a father's heart that he wanted to express to Feng Xinglang!

　　The short cobblestone path was covered in dead wood. Covered together, and perhaps some of the mysteries that could not be exposed to the light.

　　A stone rolled along the cobblestone path, close to the ground, and stopped at the foot of the steps of the villa. Feeling that this test wasn't complete, Xing Er's bodyguard took off the clothes he was wearing and threw it over.

　　After catching the moving heat source, dozens of s.h.i.+ny steel needles shot out from the two sides of the door frame, hitting the moving heat source.

　　The climbing rope was shot up onto the roof of the villa, and two night walkers rode on a lift against a wall full of climbing tigers.

　　Ten minutes later, a few explosions could be heard from within the villa. Following that, the villa's door was opened from the inside.

　　The whole room reeked of some kind of herbal medicine. It didn't seem very strong.

　　After Xing Ba gave a light sniff and confirmed that the aura was not some sort of fatal poison, he beckoned for Xing Er to enter.

　　The living room of the mansion still seemed to be filled with the scent of someone who had just left.

　　It was probably because they had rushed to the entrance of Mount Pan Road that the people inside had evacuated from the villa. The people inside should be well aware of what happened outside.

　　"Second brother, Cong Gang should have left not long ago. Are we going to chase after him?"