It's this crazy guy again!

　　At this moment, Feng Xinglang's mood was not bright at all. Even a little bit dark! The pressure made him unable to breathe!

　　The dry Feng Xinglang had actually wanted to drive right into it; at worst, both sides would just get hurt.

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang did not have any intention to slow down, Yan Bang immediately got out of the car, and used his own flesh and blood to block the intersection that was not wide.

　　With a screeching sound, the car came to a screeching halt, causing a long series of sparks to fly off the tires.

　　"You are f * * king courting death!"

　　Feng Xinglang was so angry that he peeked his head out of the car window and cursed Yan Bang who was courting death.

　　Yan Bang's expression did not look any better. Actually, when Feng Xinglang went up the mountain road, he was already standing guard here. He waited until Feng Xinglang came down the mountain again before he stepped forward to stop him.

　　Yan Bang did not stop Feng Xinglang from climbing the mountain; he knew that for his son, Feng Xinglang would do anything to help him. He couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried!

　　As for his motive for waiting here, it was unknown.

　　Yan Bang did not move, and did not make a sound, just staring intently at Feng Xinglang who was in the driver's seat.

　　"Get up!" Otherwise, this daddy will smash you to death! "

　　Feng Xinglang stepped on the gas pedal until it rumbled, but Yan Bang still stood there motionlessly, as if his soul had left his body.

　　With another curse, Feng Xinglang got out of the car and rushed in with all his might to push Yan Bang away.

　　Yet he was hugged by Yan Bang to his heart's content!

　　"Lang, what did you promise Cong Gang?"

　　Yan Bang hissed in a low voice, trembling like a ghost.

　　"What promise?" I fought with him! "Brainstorm!"

　　Feng Xinglang didn't know what Yan Bang wanted to ask, but he felt an obvious discomfort from the sudden hug he gave her.

　　He angrily pushed Yan Bang away, "What the f * * k are you doing here? You want to fight me? Or do you want to fight with Cong Gang? "

　　When Feng Xinglang pushed him away, Yan Bang discovered that his s.h.i.+rt was stained with a large amount of fresh blood.

　　"Lang, you're injured? Where was the injury? An arm or a shoulder? "

　　Yan Bang who had come forward to check was pushed away once again, "Don't touch me! I'm holding back a bellyful of fire! Are you looking to die as cannon fodder? "

　　"What about you, Cong Gang? Did you make some kind of request that can't be seen in public? "