One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] .52bqg [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]


    Chapter 704: You can''t beat me …


    It was a show of concern, but also a mockery.


    People all have a more or less base character:


    It was just like how Yan Bang treated Feng Xinng like his lord. After Yan Bang got used to it, he would not care about him anymore.


    But Cong Gang would disobey Feng Xinng from time to time, which made Feng Xinng feel that what he couldn''t get was the best. The ones that couldn''t be controlled were the ones that were more attractive! Conquering a man was different from conquering a woman. Not only was it exciting, but it was also quite bloodthirsty!


    "Humans, in the end, will be reduced to ashes. It''s just a matter of time. "


    Cong Gang spoke in a neutral tone, which made everyone''s hands itch just listening to him.


    "Looks like you''re quite open-minded! How about I tell Yan Bang: Are you hiding in this damn house like a turtle hiding its head?


    Feng Xinng purposely provoked Cong Gang''s endurance, looking forward to the scene where he lost control of the hair on his head.


    But, Cong Gang just smiled and asked, "Then why don''t you go?"


    This sound turned out to be one with Feng Xinng''s army. Originally, he wanted to mock and ridicule Cong Gang, but he didn''t expect Cong Gang to retort back.


    "You dog, if it wasn''t for you, who do you think I wouldn''t know how to use?"


    Feng Xinng shamelessly charged at Cong Gang. Even if it was just acting, Feng Xinng did not want to lose the upper hand.


    These words were indeed chilling.


    However, Cong Gang had long familiarized himself with Feng Xinng''s personality, so she did not haggle with him or argue with him. Because even if it was against logic, Feng Xinng could still turn it around.


    Cong Gang was silent as he sipped on his new tea. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was only paying attention to the cup in his hand, but in reality, he was feeling Feng Xinng''s every breath.


    "You''re breathing a bit faster, and you''re still making noises, so don''t be too preupied with my matters. Just take care of yourself first! "


    Feng Xinng''s ribs had been broken and his lungs had been pierced with a small hole. Although he had recovered about seventy to eighty percent of his strength, his vitality still carried traces of a severe injury.


    Feng Xinng was slightly startled, and subconsciously touched his own right lung, which was also one of the ces where his ribs were broken.


    "Acting like Hua Tuo again?"


    Feng Xinng raised his eyebrows, as if he was tired.


    "Nothing, take your son upstairs to bed early."


    It wasn''t that Cong Gang didn''t want to chat with him for a long time, it was just that it seemed better to let Feng Xinng rest than talk to him.


    "Hetun has returned to Shen City …"


    Finally, Feng Xinng opened his mind.


    "What? You haven''t even recovered from your injury and you''re already thinking about him?" Cong Gang said indifferently.


    Cong Gang just could not be tamed. They would asionally touch Feng Xinng''s reverse scale.


    Sometimes, even Feng Xinng had doubts: This wretched bitch in front of him, had she really risked her life multiple times to save his close friend?


    "How much chance do you have of killing the Hetun?"


    Feng Xinng asked. He asked in a clear and solemn tone.


    Cong Gang raised his eyebrow, he squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Xinng, he should have been smiling, but after meeting Feng Xinng''s serious gaze, he forced his smile back on his face.


    What is measuring what, and making some kind of judgment. It was somewhatplicated.


    "I have no confidence!" Thus, these two words came out of Cong Gang''s mouth.


    "Including me, you''re confident!" Feng Xinng snorted.


    Cong Gang raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xinng, and then looked at the little thing that was sleeping soundly on the sofa.


    "But I think it would be better to add your own son! He is the most beloved foster son of the Hetun. If we use him to force the Hetun into submission, perhaps he might have a bit of confidence. "


    Cong Gang openly talked about using his son as a hostage in front of a father.


    "If you dare to have any ideas about my son, I will kill you!" Feng Xinng said sternly.


    Cong Gangughed, "You can''t beat me, how can you kill me?"


    These words didn''t just make Feng Xinng''s hands itchy, it also made his entire body itchy.


    "You dog, can''t you talk to your father properly?"


    Feng Xinng fiercely pounced towards Cong Gang, with the intention to grab his neck. He had actually seeded!


    The instant his neck was grabbed by Feng Xinng, Cong Gang moved the entire tea table in front of him away, in case Feng Xinng acted rashly, and threw all of the cups and sses on the tea table onto the ground … This disturbed the good dreams of Linnuo''s little friend!


    However, he had given Feng Xinng a misunderstanding: He thought that he could really beat Cong Gang!


    Feng Xinng belonged to the type of man with a strong body; So when Feng Xinng pounced at him with his own weight, Cong Gang was too busy trying to push the table away, so that he could take the chance and get hit by Feng Xinng''s sneak attack.


    Cong Gang fell off the chair and rolled all the way to the potted nts at the corner. Just as Feng Xinng was about to grab the potted nts and smash it right into Cong Gang''s head, Cong Gang, who was below him, suddenly used a higher level technique and knocked him out as well.


    In the next second, with a continuous pounce, his movements smoothly cut off one of Feng Xinng''s arms behind him; Cong Gang used one knee to suppress Feng Xinng who was crawling on the ground, making him unable to move.


    "Cong Gang, are you serious?"


    Feng Xinng was already panting heavily. His body, which had not recovered in the first ce, became even heavier.


    "But it looks like... You, Feng Xinng, also did not n to lie to me! "


    Seeing that Second Master Feng was so angry from embarrassment, Cong Gang still released his restraint.


    Ten minutester, Feng Xinng was very calmly lying on top of the hollowed-out space, while Cong Gang was giving him treatment while perspiring all over.


    "Watch out for Hetun! Whenever he makes a move, you will strike first to gain the upper hand! "


    Feng Xinng closed her eyes and rested. Her voice that leaked out of her lips was full ofziness.


    "Hetun is so brutal, I can''t do this! I still want to live for a few more years, so I don''t want to be turned into a dried up corpse that quickly! "


    Cong Gang held onto every part of Feng Xinng''s body, and heavily applied medicine where he muttered.


    A desated corpse … A desated corpse … Why did it sound so ear-piercing!?


    And it was even more cruel!


    "What if I have to do it?"


    Feng Xinng opened his eyes and stared at Cong Gang.


    "I think that you should find Yan Bang for this job!"


    Cong Gang spoke very casually, but his movements were very precise, with his control of his strength.


    "Are you doing this on purpose?" Feng Xinng asked coldly.


    "You can say that," Cong Gang said with a faint sigh. "That would be a life threatening job!"


    "You''re afraid of death?" Feng Xinng scoffed.


    "Of course I''m afraid of death!"


    Cong Gang''s hand pushed across Feng Xinng''s waist, and answered with a firm voice. "I don''t know when it happened, but I''ve suddenly be very afraid of death … It''s true! "