Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Chapter 1579





It\'s Cong Gang!


"You dog... You didn\'t come specially to see my sorry state, did you? "

Feng Xinglang hissed, and slowly turned his neck, which was so tired that even the muscles on his neck could not completely control it, and saw Cong Gang\'s ten thousand years indifferent face.

He still needed to be beaten up!


It was just that at this moment in time, Feng Xinglang was not strong enough.

"I am only here to remind you: If the special medicine used by Yamaguchi-gumi is not relieved within 24 hours, it will invade your internal organs, as well as your limbs and bones, and you will be able to stay in bed all day for the rest of your life!"

Pausing slightly, Cong Gang then slowly added, "I think it\'s pretty good!"

Hearing Cong Gang\'s words, Feng Xinglang became nervous in an instant.

"It\'s already … It had been 24 hours! Cong Gang... It\'s been 24 hours! "

Feng Xinglang originally thought that the powder that he had inhaled last night was only a slightly stronger anesthetic. He thought that after a while, the weak symptoms on his body would disappear by itself.

But it had been almost 24 hours, Feng Xinglang\'s body did not show any signs of dissipating symptoms!


"Don\'t worry, he won\'t die!" You will only be paralyzed forever! "Like a rubber man, you can do whatever you want with it!"


Cong Gang remained indifferent. It didn\'t feel like Feng Xinglang being paralyzed had much to do with him. He was only here to watch a good show!


Feng Xinglang used all his strength and grabbed Cong Gang\'s hand.


"Cong Gang... I know that you definitely have a way to solve this! "


Even if Feng Xinglang was a god, he would still panic and think that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair or in a sickbed. That would only make him wish he was dead.


Cong Gang probably did not come here specifically to tell him about his adventure in coming to Yulong City.


He must have brought with him a solution to the problem.

"But all I want to do is watch you become a cripple!"

Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang\'s gaze, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised. It seemed like a provocation, but also a test of endurance.

Although Feng Xinglang\'s body was extremely weak, his eyes were exceptionally sharp. He stared fixedly at Cong Gang, as if he was going to pierce through him.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Cong Gang turned his gaze towards the side. He was obviously fully confident, but Cong Gang chose to avoid him.


"Do you think you don\'t have to serve me when I\'m crippled?"


Feng Xinglang said in a low voice. It was easy to see that he was pretending to be calm.


Under the psychological effect that Cong Gang was hinting at, Feng Xinglang felt that his body was really going to collapse and become crippled. The more anxious he was, the less energy he would have. Looks like what Cong Gang said should be the truth!

"Don\'t worry, Yan Bang will treat you like an old man!"

Cong Gang replied indifferently. He began to fiddle with the long iron box in his hand.


"Not everyone is qualified to serve me! But I can give you this privilege! "


Feng Xinglang\'s arrogant words truly made one\'s teeth ache. He really didn\'t know who gave him the capital to be so arrogant.

Cong Gang\'s original intention was to provoke Feng Xinglang a little more, but did not expect Feng Xinglang to not be affected by his provocation at all. The arrogance and arrogance he displayed left Cong Gang speechless.

"Forget it!" "This privilege, you should leave it to those who need it!"


Cong Gang took out a syringe that contained the caramel colored medicinal liquid from the metal box, and asked with a long voice: "Which arm should I prick?"

When Feng Xinglang saw the syringe Cong Gang took out, he secretly gasped for a breath of nervous, stifling air.

Can\'t I take it out earlier? Do you have to waste so much time arguing?


It was not strange that this dog had always been this cocky!


Feng Xinglang extended his left arm over, and did not even ask what kind of medicine was in the syringe.

This was the trust he had in Cong Gang.

On the other hand, if Cong Gang really wanted to kill him, Feng Xinglang would have too many opportunities to make a move against him! There was no need to intentionally make it look so mysterious and cause trouble for him with the syringe and the medicinal liquid!

Pushing up the sleeve on Feng Xinglang\'s left arm, without even using the medical tube, he directly injected the needle into Feng Xinglang\'s vein.

"Aren\'t you afraid that I would take the opportunity to kill you?" Cong Gang asked leisurely.


"If you really kill me... You just need me to serve you! "


Feng Xinglang watched as the medicinal liquid was pushed into his veins little by little.


"..." To be honest, Cong Gang was at a loss for words.

What could he say to answer this scoundrel\'s question?

Could it be that: I, Cong Gang do not need your service?


"It\'s already been 24 hours, can this medicine still work?"


Seeing most of the medicinal liquid being pushed into his own veins, Feng Xinglang finally asked worriedly.

"That depends on your luck!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and hastened the movements of his hands.


"Will you die if you come earlier?" Feng Xinglang could not help but curse Cong Gang in a low voice.

"No!" But I can watch you for a while longer! You can base your happiness on your pain! "

Cong Gang\'s provocative tone and tone became even more genuine.


"Just you wait!" This old man will kill Celeste first, then I\'ll kill you! Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.


"You don\'t have that ability yet!"

Cong Gang spoke in a leisurely manner with contempt, "Can you kill Celeste … "It\'s still unknown!"

"Did you change your mind about those people who wanted to take me away?" Feng Xinglang asked.


"I don\'t have that much ability!"


Cong Gang snorted, "It was that Japanese man who saved you!"

"Japanese? Which Japanese? " Feng Xinglang asked.

"The short Japanese guy that appeared with Yan Bang!"


"Short Japanese? Are you talking about Miyamoto Wentuo? "


Cong Gang pulled out the needle on Feng Xinglang\'s arm and asked: "You are very familiar with that Japanese man?"

"Not familiar!" He\'s one of my clients! Tokyo is a very famous financial investor! "

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang, and asked urgently: "This Miyamoto Wentuo … Could it be the people from the Yamaguchi-gumi? "


"It shouldn\'t be... But it will be the periphery! "


Cong Gang kept the metal box, "An organization as large as the Yamaguchi-gumi must have a consortium supporting them from behind! I think that Miyamoto Wentuo should be a member of the consortium. It just so happened that he met someone from the Yamaguchi-gumi who wanted to take you away.

"Then can I use this Miyamoto Wentuo to restrain the group of Yamaguchi-gumi people that Celeste invited?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"It shouldn\'t be! The Yamaguchi-gumi would only ensure the safety of the consortium\'s edge. And the people at the edges have no right to interfere in the organization\'s actions! "

Suddenly, Cong Gang, who was deep in his analysis with Feng Xinglang, frowned.

Yan Bang\'s curses came from outside the door!



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