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Feng Xinglang had only completely awakened in the afternoon of the third day.

During this period of time, he struggled to wake up from his nightmare, but in the end, he was still defeated by his weak body.

Although he possessed an extraordinary amount of tenacity and willpower, his body was still formed from the accumulation of carbohydrates.

When he woke up, Cong Gang was still standing guard by his side, not even an inch away from him.

From the bloodshot look in his eyes, it was clear that he was loyal to his duty!

"You\'re awake?"

he asked. His voice was hoarse.

In these sixty hours, as long as Feng Xinglang made any sound, even if it was just a few words from a nightmare, he would force himself to wake up from his half asleep state and then appear beside Feng Xinglang immediately.

"What a long sleep you\'ve had. I thought that once you close your eyes, your life would be over! "

Cong Gang moved his finger above Feng Xinglang, pulling his gaze to move along with his finger.

Then he looked into his eyes, removed the oxygen tube, and took a sniff.

Feng Xinglang looked around and recognized that this was Cong Gang\'s Ghost Hut.

From the outside, it looked quite eerie, but the interior was quite cozy and cozy.

"Where\'s Lin Xueluo?"

Feng Xinglang\'s heart was not injured, but the bullet had pierced a hole in the upper left lung; although it has been repaired, breathing still felt difficult. Especially when breathing on your own.

Cong Gang heard what Feng Xinglang said, but he pretended not to hear. Feng Xinglang was still carefully inspecting his body\'s various vital signs.

"Where\'s Lin Xueluo? How is she? "

Feng Xinglang asked again. He raised his voice this time, and his left lung, which had yet to heal, began to emit the sound of an infected breath.

Shouldn\'t you ask your big brother Feng Lixin first?

Cong Gang\'s question sounded like ridicule, but it didn\'t seem like ridicule at all. "Could it be that your mind has changed?"

Feng Xinglang\'s entire body was in so much pain that he didn\'t even want to breathe hard. But not only did Cong Gang not answer his question, he was even walking in circles with him …

"First, save your own life! There will still be wives and children! "

Cong Gang\'s way of comforting others was just too straightforward.

Unfortunately, he really couldn\'t muster up any strength. He could only try his best to talk.

"You dog... Talk to me. Where\'s Lin Xueluo? "

"I can\'t control her!"

Cong Gang was very honest, he did not hide his actions of abandoning Lin Xueluo.

"At that time, you were on the verge of death, but I\'m not an omnipotent god!"

"You … You threw Lin Xueluo and her son to Hetun? You. "You …"

Feng Xinglang started to cough violently, almost causing the wound that he had just closed to burst open once again.

"Don\'t be agitated! Calm down! If you die, then all my work will be in vain! "

Cong Gang once again stuffed the oxygen pipe into Feng Xinglang\'s mouth. But he was pushed away by Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang thought about the tracking device.

"Quick... Activate the tracker. " He tried his best to calm himself down.

"Tracer... You gave it to Lin Xueluo? "

Cong Gang finally realised: No wonder Feng Xinglang didn\'t notice it in his biceps, it had been handed over to Lin Xueluo by himself.

Feng Xinglang nodded with all his might, "Quick, activate the tracking device."

Cong Gang frowned slightly: "The trigger is inside the canvas bag! The canvas bag is on the yacht! "Two days ago, I had already called Ye Xiaonian to tell him to go look for Ye Xiao!"

"Call Ye Xiaonian and ask him to bring the canvas bag over."

Feng Xinglang\'s voice was very strained and had to be slowed down a few times before he could finish speaking.

"It has already been three days, everything has been settled! You should be prepared! If she was thrown into the sea, it meant that she was dead. If she was still dead, it meant that she was saved! No matter which type it is, both have already been determined! "

Sometimes, Cong Gang\'s calmness and indifference would reach a degree that would cause one\'s hair to stand.

"Even if it\'s just a corpse, I want to find her as soon as possible!"

Feng Xinglang wanted to sit up, but discovered that his body was wrapped with many pipes and wires. One by one, he began to strenuously pull them out.

Cong Gang knew that he would never be able to change his mind about this Feng Xinglang.

If she wanted to keep him here, she would have to force him into a coma again.

But Cong Gang did not want to do that!

For a hot-blooded man, there were some things that were important to his life.

Therefore, Cong Gang did not stop Feng Xinglang, and only cooperated with him.

Feng Xinglang\'s first call was to Ye Xiaonian.

"Did you find the canvas bag?"

Feng Xinglang suppressed his voice to a very low level, concealing the force of the cough that was trying to come out from his stomach.

"Brother Lang? You came back to life? Great! This was truly like the heavens themselves! If we don\'t die from it, we will definitely have good fortune! "

Ye Xiaonian exclaimed. For Feng Xinglang to be able to pass through this dangerous period, Ye Xiaonian could be considered relieved.

In the past three days, Feng Xinglang had not been heard from, the brothers had all secretly recommended him to be Feng Xinglang\'s class, but Ye Xiaonian was not in the mood to be the boss.

"Let me ask you, did you find the canvas bag?"

Feng Xinglang endured his anger.

"Found it …" I didn\'t find it until three in the morning. "Boss Brambleclaw did not give us the number of the yacht …"

"Enough! I\'ll send it to the Feng Family right now! I\'ll be right back! "

There was no wheelchair to move, and Feng Xinglang\'s right leg was still fractured, making him unable to walk. Cong Gang could only place Feng Xinglang on the stretcher.

The once elegant and unruly figure was now lying on a stretcher!

An unconcealable sense of desolation!

And all of this, was caused by the Hetun!

It was just because Feng Xinglang had a face that he did not like!

Cong Gang had thought that Feng Xinglang\'s heroic and handsome face did not affect his appearance, but why was it that Hetun did not like him?

It was not hard to guess that Feng Xinglang\'s face could map to someone else!

And that person, was exactly what Hetun hated!

There are love houses and Wu, naturally there will also be hate houses and Wu.

Just as the modified jeep entered the corner of Feng Family\'s villa complex, Cong Gang saw Yan Bang\'s bujdi.

Cong Gang did not want to see Yan Bang!

I reckon Yan Bang doesn\'t really want to see him either!

Thus, outside the courtyard of the villa, Cong Gang pulled down Feng Xinglang\'s stretcher.

"Can you f * cking soften it?"

couldn\'t help but moan in pain.

"It\'s useless to act coquettishly with me! There are people in the villa who are interested in you! "

Cong Gang snorted, and directly pushed the stretcher onto the cobblestone path, causing Feng Xinglang to groan in pain.

What surprised Feng Xinglang even more was:

Cong Gang actually abandoned him like this, jumped onto the jeep and sped away.