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　　Chapter 1008 - You can rob me of my beauty

　　Feng Xinglang did not respond to Yan Bang, and only remained silent.

　　It was a silent way for others to guess!

　　Yan Bang raised his thick eyebrows, "If you're using that thing to kill yourself … That's true! "

　　After a slight pause, Yan Bang added, "There won't be any more in the future! Although this daddy has wanted to kill you more than once, I still can't bear to see you die! "

　　"When I take that thing, I want to kill Cong Gang!"

　　After a long while, Feng Xinglang finally said those words from her beautiful thin lips.

　　With the mention of killing Cong Gang, Yan Bang's thick eyebrows and big eyes immediately lit up, "You will kill Cong Gang? Do you think I believe you? "

　　Feng Xinglang lazily swept a glance over Yan Bang, "Whether you believe it or not is up to you!"

　　In terms of sharp thinking, Feng Xinglang's wisdom far surpa.s.sed Yan Bang's.

　　In other words, Feng Xinglang lying to Yan Bang was a lie! And Yan Bang was happy to be tricked by Feng Xinglang.

　　Yan Bang did not believe it. However, he could not help but believe it!

　　If Cong Gang had to die, then the person who killed him would not be Feng Xinglang! Because only then would Yan Bang's resentment towards Cong Gang be completely offset!

　　"You really want to kill Cong Gang?"

　　Yan Bang questioned, "Wouldn't it be fine to just kill him with one shot, why waste such a good thing?!"

　　Yan Bang remembered: Cong Gang had handcuffed all four of his limbs and was locked in Feng Family's Sunlight Room. Not to mention using a gun, he could even kill him with a knife!

　　Because of Feng Xinglang's long period of hunger, the empty s.p.a.ce on the wall of his stomach caused his abdomen to hurt sinisterly.

　　He was also too lazy to bother with Yan Bang!

　　He lay on his side on the sofa, pressing his palm against his stomach to reduce the pain.

　　"If it's inconvenient for you to do it, my people can do it for you!"

　　Pausing, Yan Bang's eyes became heavy: Where's that Basong? Did you bring the dog with you today? "

　　If Basong still dared to come to his territory today, he would definitely let him come in and run amok.

　　Feng Xinglang's face became a little pale, and a bit of cold sweat was already seeping out of his forehead.

　　It was as if he had just remembered the woman's good points: Every time before dinner, she would coerce him to drink a bowl of stomach nouris.h.i.+ng broth first. The same was true for breakfast and dinner.