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

　　Chapter 964 - Very Good Little Fresh Meat

　　Feng Xinglang leaned back in his cla.s.s chair and closed his eyes to rest.

　　He could faintly feel a stabbing pain coming from his legs, causing him to furrow his brows in discomfort.

　　He had been thinking about one thing: How could he find out about Cong Gang who was hiding in the darkness?

　　Thinking about it now, this Cong Gang was really sinister: He actually used Feng Xinglang's wife and children as chess pieces to provoke the conflict between Yan Bang and the Hetun!

　　Based on the current situation, he had laid so much groundwork that it seemed like the plot would continue in the future!

　　What was the dog holding back?

　　Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Ye Chong Nian. He seemed to be very close to Cong Gang!

　　But after being beaten so badly by the Hetun, he had disappeared without a trace from the Shen City.

　　Was he silenced by the people from Hetun? Or had he hidden away somewhere to cultivate his mind and soul?

　　The former was much more likely than the latter. Perhaps he had already disappeared from this world forever!

　　Cong Gang's ghost house had already been destroyed by Xing Er and his men.

　　it should have been after the second explosion, because Hetun would not give Cong Gang the chance to make a comeback.

　　But under the current situation, not only did Cong Gang make a comeback, he even increased it.

　　On the cruise, didn't the Hetun already explain everything to him? ~ This Cong Gang is stupid? Or did he not take Hetun's explanation seriously at all?

　　Was he trying to kill Hetun? Or did he also kill Yan Bang along the way?

　　And the motive?

　　For revenge?

　　For what?

　　Was it you who was the overlord of the Shen City?

　　With Cong Gang's sneaky way of doing things, it did not turn out to be a big deal!

　　He did not have the grandeur and aura of a king who could occupy a mountain!

　　Furthermore, Feng Xinglang still understood Cong Gang. He did not care about money or power, he did not want to ama.s.s money or climb up the ladder to power!

　　What did he care?

　　Endless vengeance?

　　How despicable!

　　The sound of Nina's high heels disturbed Feng Xinglang's rest. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nina with a hint of anger.

　　"Tired from last night? And they even brought wounds on them? "

　　Nina placed the folder in her hands on the huge desk, and walked over to ma.s.sage Feng Xinglang's temples that were swelling up.

　　"You're half a man, can you not wear such sharp heels?"

　　High heels at the right time, can tread out the sense of s.e.x;

　　However, at the wrong time, he stepped out of boredom!

　　"People love to be beautiful! It's all because you stinking men like to watch, we women can only be affected by ourselves to cater to your eyes! "

　　This reason …

　　"Where's Basong? And still standing outside? "

　　Feng Xinglang casually asked.

　　Ever since Feng Xinglang took Basong in, Basong had always been diligent in his duty.

　　He took care of Feng Xinglang whose leg was so inconvenient to the point of being meticulous.

　　It should have been something worth praising, but Feng Xinglang felt something was a little unusual … This was a strange thing!

　　Basong was at most in his early twenties. Although he was slightly older than Xing s.h.i.+si, his calm personality was much more reserved than Xing s.h.i.+si. Although one mountain could not hold two tigers, Basong could skillfully resolve conflicts that might arise between him and Xing s.h.i.+si when they were under the same roof.

　　Furthermore, every time he worked, Basong would be able to stand guard outside the CEO's office without moving. Sometimes, he would stand there for a few hours.