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　　Chapter 379: What, fallen in love?

　　The six muscular men were beaten black and blue by Yan Bang. They all wanted to stay on the floor.

　　Hearing his subordinate report that Feng Xinglang was here, Yan Bang's ruthless eyes instantly revealed a trace of gentleness.

　　In the end, she still had to wait for him!

　　Yan Bang knew clearly that something had happened to Cong Gang, and if Ye Xiaonian was unable to change the weather, Feng Xinglang would definitely come to find him!

　　Yan Bang retracted his fist and looked at the entrance of the training room. In the next second, Feng Xinglang's upright posture entered Yan Bang's line of sight.

　　"Lang, you're here?" It was a slightly raised voice.

　　Yan Bang took a towel from the servant and wiped the sweat off his face and the sweat off his body, then stepped forward to welcome the servant.

　　Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to speak, he immediately embraced Feng Xinglang in his arms, gave her a powerful hug, and then turned to a warm and friendly face.

　　"I'll accompany you in your training."

　　Feng Xinglang said as he took off the suit that was in his way. The white s.h.i.+rt looked even more capable and straight.

　　"You? Training with me? "

　　Yan Bang was skeptical.

　　It was not that he looked down on Feng Xinglang, but Feng Xinglang who worked in the business rarely sparred with others like him every day in terms of fighting techniques.

　　As the saying goes, a punch cannot leave the hand, nor can it leave the mouth. If one didn't practice often, one would be unaccustomed to it.

　　"Your physique?" Can you bear it? Do you want to be like that brat Bai Mo and act shamelessly? "

　　On Yan Bang's resolute and handsome face, there was a mocking expression. It was just a joke, but there wasn't the slightest intention of sarcasm.

　　With a "dong" sound, Feng Xinglang smashed his right hook right into Yan Bang's nose.

　　Blood immediately flowed out from his nose. This was sufficient to show the speed of Feng Xinglang's punch.

　　He's serious!

　　Seeing their big brother Yan Bang being bloodied, the six muscular men who were pretending to be half-dead instantly leaped up and surrounded Feng Xinglang.

　　Yan Bang immediately raised his hand to signal to the six male models to not act rashly. He took the towel that the waiter delivered and wiped the blood off his nose.

　　"How is it, is I qualified to practice with you?" Feng Xinglang said with a cold snort.

　　One of the purposes of his trip this time was to find Yan Bang for a fight and vent the pain and depression in his heart.