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

　　Chapter 1101 - Changing individuals

　　Furthermore, Yan Bang should be very willing to take a beating for him!

　　"Wait."

　　Suddenly, Feng Xinglang called for the three camouflage clothes that were escorting Yan Bang to stop, "I want to see your Major General."

　　The leader of the camouflage clothes stopped in his tracks and turned around, casting a sidelong glance at Feng Xinglang, "Our Young General Fang has said:" Now is not the time! "

　　"Now is not the time?"

　　Feng Xinglang asked in a cold voice, "Then when is the right time?"

　　"When everyone arrives, Young General Fang will come to invite people to meet."

　　The leader of the camouflage clothing left behind these words that contained a lot of information, and then left with Yan Bang.

　　When everyone arrived... What do you mean?

　　In other words, Feng Xinglang was the only one here right now, so how could it not be considered complete?

　　That Fang fellow had to wait until everyone was together … Who was he waiting for?

　　The one who beat up his son was Feng Xinglang, and the one who caused Fang Yi Yan's mother's death was …

　　Vaguely, Feng Xinglang seemed to have a bad feeling about this, as his whole person started to become worried.

　　However, Feng Xinglang still didn't want to think about the worst. After all, Father Fang was a major general in the army. Under the strict rules of the army, he shouldn't cause any problems for a six year old kid.

　　Then who was he waiting for?

　　Feng Xinglang became anxious.

　　After around half an hour, Yan Bang's curses came from afar, and the footsteps of the soldiers could be heard.

　　With a 'clang', the door of the cabin opened from the outside. Feng Xinglang tried to take the risk to launch a surprise attack, but was pushed back by the black gun.

　　This group of people were all well-trained soldiers; their reactions were much faster than normal.

　　Therefore, if Feng Xinglang wanted to ambush them or s.n.a.t.c.h their lances, it would undoubtedly be unwise for him to seek trouble.

　　Yan Bang was thrown inside. It was hard to tell that there were any visible injuries on his body, but there was a bit of blood at the corner of his mouth.

　　It seemed that their methods of beating people were quite brilliant. He must have been an executioner who beat people up quite a bit every day.

　　"Pfft!"

　　Yan Bang rudely spat on the three camouflage clothes that threw him.

　　"How are you?"

　　Feng Xinglang stepped forward to support the unstable Yan Bang, but he did not call out Yan Bang's name.