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　　Chapter 795: A Stupid Cicada!

　　"Let's go together?" "My f.u.c.king brain is in a mess. I left my wife and children to go with you?"

　　Feng Xinglang ripped off Yan Bang's hand that was tightly holding onto his wrist.

　　Under normal circ.u.mstances, it would be difficult for Feng Xinglang to pull him away; but at this moment, Yan Bang was already in a semi-paralyzed state.

　　"You want to go to Hetun?"

　　Yan Bang grabbed Feng Xinglang's arm once again. He believed that the reason the Hetun agreed to let him go was because Feng Xinglang had agreed to some seemingly abnormal request from the Hetun.

　　The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth twitched. Even now, he still did not want to reveal the truth.

　　Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, the so-called truth was that he and the Hetun would forever be mortal enemies.

　　"Do you think that the people in this world are the same as you? They're all freaking freaks!"

　　Feng Xinglang fought with all his might and pushed forward, causing Yan Bang to hit the car door heavily.

　　"Hard Tiger, hurry up and drive! No matter what happens, don't stop! Remember: if your boss resists, even if you use a binding device, you have to tie him up and send him to Singapore, do you understand? "

　　"Got it, Second Master!"

　　"I will escort you from the back! You just have to relax and drive! "

　　After giving another warning to the strong tiger, Feng Xinglang got off the carriage.

　　A SUV and a Porsche were heading towards the direction of the dock.

　　The journey was surprisingly smooth.

　　The people of Hetun did not chase after them. Perhaps there was nothing more important than the life of his son, the son of the Hetun.

　　Or perhaps, in the eyes of the Hetun, it was easier to deal with Yan Bang who had left the Shen City than it was to stay in the Shen City.

　　Furthermore, he did not want to face Feng Xinglang directly as a thorn!

　　The journey was smooth and the two cars arrived at the dock one after the other. There was indeed a medium-sized yacht that was three stories high waiting for them.

　　Tenacious Tiger and his other subordinate, who were standing on a shelf on the left and right, and almost unable to walk alone, walked towards the side of the boarding ladder.

　　Feng Xinglang stood on the sh.o.r.e and watched with his eyes the entire time.

　　Yan Bang did not want to leave, he tried his best to turn back, but the strong tiger loyally carried out Feng Xinglang's orders, as if it wanted to tie Yan Bang up and send him to Singapore.