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　　Chapter 735 - Man

　　Although the modified off-road vehicle was not as eye-catching as the anti-riot vehicle, it was still comparable to the anti-riot vehicle from its excellent performance of jumping across the bushes.

　　Who would be so arrogant as to drive a modified anti-riot vehicle to the Yulong City? Didn't he know that the Yulong City was Yan Bang's lair?

　　Feng Xinglang suddenly thought of a person. If that person really wanted to take action, then not only a anti-riot vehicle would be dispatched.

　　Feng Xinglang caught Bluetooth. He had originally wanted to give Yan Bang a call. However, after pondering for a few seconds with his eyes narrowed, he turned around and headed straight to Yulong City.

　　More effective than a phone call.

　　After Feng Xinglang left, Yan Bang, who was watching him leave, seemed to have wilted for a moment. He ate a few bites of the midnight snack sent by the chef and shut himself up in the large living room.

　　In fact, Yan Bang did not think much into it, he also wanted to live peacefully with Feng Xinglang. After so many years had pa.s.sed, the sick longing that Feng Xinglang had started to grow stronger and stronger in Yan Bang's heart.

　　This time, from the gloominess in Yan Bang's heart, the exposure could not be said to be too repulsive. He had always wanted to see Feng Xinglang's reaction.

　　Thus, he saw it, but it did not disappoint him.

　　When Feng Xinglang said "there's no next time", his emotions were mixed. He was happy that Feng Xinglang had actually forgiven him; worried that there might be no connection between him and Feng Xinglang anymore.

　　Even if there was, it would only appear on the surface. Feng Xinglang would not wantonly stay in his Yulong City for the night like she did in the past, she might even fall in love with him sleeping by his side.

　　When the cigar was ignited, Yan Bang's body that was like that of a swasinger became even more domineering.

　　Yan Bang was a very manly man. He was strong, fit, cold-blooded, cruel, and bloodthirsty.

　　He fiddled with the fire engine in his hand, as if trying to figure out how to spend the long night.

　　Sometimes, Yan Bang didn't know whether it was an illness or not because of his affection for Feng Xinglang that surpa.s.sed friends.h.i.+p between brothers.

　　However, every time he saw Feng Xinglang and was together with him, even if it was a fight, he would feel a sense of comfort from the depths of his heart.

　　The deep, comfortable feeling seeped into his bones. He was like a hiker who had finally found a pair of shoes that fit his needs …