Chapter 1339 - Repayment of a Child's Debt to the Father

　　Just as Wei Kang had said:

　　Whether or not he could meet Cong Gang face to face, all depended on his mood!

　　If he wants you to see him, you can't not want to see him. If he doesn't want you to see him, even if you dig the Shen City three feet, you won't be able to see him!

　　He could be so willful!

　　When Feng Xinglang rushed over, Old Four Yannawa was standing quietly by the door, looking like a statue. Only his gaze could move according to Feng Xinglang's movements. When Feng Xinglang came in, he did not stop him.

　　In the bedroom on the second floor, Cong Gang's world was no longer tranquil. His closed eyes were on fire from Feng Xinglang's rampage!

　　If Feng Xinglang was able to come at this time, he probably lost!

　　He lost in the ruckus his son insisted on making!

　　"What? You're not dead yet?"

　　Feng Xinglang's low voice suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger.

　　Cong Gang kept quiet. Obviously, he did not want to talk to the irritable Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang would only pester him for no reason.

　　"Threatening a child who's only seven years old to take care of you? Heh, can you be even more f * cking despicable and shameless? "

　　Feng Xinglang hissed, his every word filled with unrestrainable anger.

　　Cong Gang slightly narrowed his eyes, looked at Feng Xinglang with an indifferent glance, and casually snorted. "So what?"

　　Feng Xinglang hated people the most, he even hated Cong Gang's words, "To the point of making people clench their teeth in contempt!"

　　Under his rage, Feng Xinglang grabbed the hem of Cong Gang's pajamas, "What the f * * k do you want to do?"

　　Before Feng Xinglang could even finish his sentence, a heavy knife struck on his neck, causing his entire arm to tremble.

　　Following that, Old Four cut his hands behind his back, making him unable to move. The more Feng Xinglang struggled, the tighter Yannawa clung onto him.

　　"Throw it out!"

　　Cong Gang said indifferently. It seemed that he wasn't the least bit annoyed, "When you've calmed down, come and beg me again!"

　　The word "beg" almost made Feng Xinglang angry to the point that smoke rose from his seven orifices.

　　"Cong Gang, if you dare to f * * king separate the father-son relations.h.i.+p between Nuonuo and I, I will definitely not let you off!"

　　Cong Gang turned around, and lightly swept a glance at Feng Xinglang who was struggling with brute force, and muttered between his teeth: "Your son is much more loyal than you! You are a shameless scoundrel and a b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Throw it out! "