Chapter 1035: I reward your face every day!

Feng Xinglang had eaten early and was about to go out early, and was blocked by Xia Zhengyang.

"Xing Lang, do me a favor! Yan Bang's guy is out of the way, he refuses to let me lead. I'd rather you take a trip with me."

Calling to shut down, this is not difficult for him Xia Zhengyang. Wouldn't it be more sincere to ask Feng Xinglang to do things when coming directly to the house?

Coupled with the name '舅舅', I got closer again, didn't I?

At the sight of Xia Zhengyang blocked in the courtyard, Feng Xinglang frowned.

If it weren't for Xia Zhengyang being an elder, Feng Xinglang really wanted to stun him in his own way.

"Well, Yan Bang is indeed out of the way! I can't help him!"

The soldiers came to cover up, the water came to cover the soil; Feng Xinglang followed Xia Zhengyang's words and said 'euphemistically' again.

"Xing Lang, if you ca n’t control Yanbang, then no one in Shencheng can do anything about it! Help me, I'm only 17 years old, and wayward and surly. I am afraid he will provoke Yanbang Cause death. "

The name of Yan Bang's executioner in Shencheng is not in vain. He is used to doing things according to his preferences. It is one of his vices to treat others' lives like grass.

"What can we do? Otherwise, let's call the police!"

Feng Xinglang's "teasing" Xia Zhengyang remained calm.

Why "teasing" Xia Zhengyang is unknown! Maybe I just felt that Xia Zhengyang's behavior of doting his son made him unhappy.

In theory, Feng Xinglang had two fathers.

One is an adoptive father and the other is a biological father.

But whichever one filled his memory with blood and scars.

The reason is not difficult to understand: he could not see the illegitimate children of other people so spoiled by their relatives!

Although, what Feng Xinglang did, obviously helped Xia Yi to paint this bastard!

"Alarm? What does it do? We can't be too reckless!"

Xia Zhengyang immediately rejected Feng Xinglang's proposal. If the alarm is reported, then Yan Bang must not explode.

Yulong City's large site, trying to hide a person, is a matter of flutter; when the offending people do not say, they have to take the son Xia Yihua's life.

"Then I can't think of a way!"

After Feng Xinglang whispered, he walked towards his super run.

"Xinglang ... Xinglang, don't hurry! Just follow me to Yulong City! As soon as you arrive, things must be resolved immediately!"

Xia Zhengyang blocked Feng Xinglang's way.

"Do you really deserve me ?! I'm not the grandfather of Yan Bang, why should he listen to me?"

Feng Xinglang appreciated Xia Zhengyang's cold eye.

It seems that Xia Zhengyang's eager appearance at this moment really made him look at ... panicking!

I have to say that although Xia Zhengyang is a scumbag, he has no heart for his own son!

He was also a well-known and famous man in Shencheng, licking his face and begging him for so long, it was considered a low profile.

"Xing Lang, help me. As long as the painting is safe, you can do whatever you want!"

Xia Zhengyang's begging words were also exhausted.

Feng Xinglang turned his head and gave Xia Zhengyang a deep glance. "You treat your pro-son as a treasure, what about your own daughter? Is it grass?"

"I, I just want to have a son to inherit the incense! The daughters are not painful, or they feel that they will eventually marry. The children will only follow the husband's family name. If there is no inheritance, you say What's the point of struggling in this life? "

"..."

It is impossible to say that Xia Zhengyang's fallacy is really sincere.

That sounds like ... it's the same thing.

Feng Xinglang, at least as a man, is understandable.

"Even if you really want a son, you can't give birth to other women, right? Why do you let Mrs. Xia love you!"

Feng Xinglang Yi sat on the hood of the supercar, and it was rare to have the patience to listen to Xia Zhengyang talk about this wicked truth.

"Meijuan's health is not good, and rebirth will be fatal!"

Xia Zhengyang sighed and said, "Actually, I have no feelings about his mother ..." In terms of emotion, I have not betrayed Wen Meijuan! "

"Oh, without betraying, you made a child with another woman?"

Feng Xing sneered.

"Isn't this forced! I certainly hope that Yihua was born with Meijuan!"

Xia Zhengyang's remarks were both insulting and cursing.

But it's true!

"Okay! I'll help you pick your son! Xia Zhengyang, you are old-fashioned!"

Feng Xinglang stood up, "But you are so old, how can you still be such a bastard? Anyway, you have to settle your backyard first?"

"Yes, yes, Xinglang, you have learned!"

Seeing Feng Xinglang promised to go to Yulong City to fish for his son, he nodded in various ways.

"Well, go in my car?"

Fearing that Feng Xinglang was driving in a sports car, Xia Zhengyang quickly opened his door for him.

"What's the matter! It's almost noon. Yan Bang has hidden your son for two days for you. Anyway, I have to give a banquet to the people once?"

"Okay, this is good, this is good!"

Xia Zhengyang responded well, turning his head into a wavy drum. "At that time and place, do you decide? Just at noon today? It is also convenient in Yulong City!"

Xia Zhengyang knows clearly: this son, sooner rather than later!

"Noon? No appetite! It's night!" Feng Xinglang hummed.

"Okay!"

Xia Zhengyang had no choice but to promise. "Otherwise, you call Yan Bang in advance? He's in a good situation, don't have time."

"..." This old turtle was so meticulous in his work.

Even though Feng Xinglang didn't want to make this call, he could not be forced by Xia Zhengyang.

He was so entangled in himself that it was not a solution.

Therefore, only in the presence of Xia Zhengyang, could dial Yanbang's phone.

"Mr. Yan, I'm so sorry for disturbing your dream! I'm Feng Xinglang of GK Ventures."

This is not only quite low-key, but also quite polite.

Politely thought that Feng Xinglang was taking the wrong medicine?

"Good dream? Without you, where's Lao Tzu's good dream?"

"Uh, President Yan, President Xia would like to invite you to take his dog Xia Yihua to a banquet tonight. The location is in your Royal Dragon City. I don't know what General Yan said?"

Feng Xinglang continued his polite words.

"No time! Lao Tzu is so tired that he will go to eat with that old man in Xia Zhengyang!"

"... Mr. Yan, you have to calm down. Even if you sell me a thin noodle, Feng Xinglang? I invite you for Mr. Xia!"

"Are you going tonight too?"

"That is of course. President Yan, if you are willing to appreciate your face, Fengshou Sansheng is lucky."

"As long as you come, Lao Tzu rewards your face every day!"

"That's it! That's 8 o'clock tonight, Royal Dragon City, and I'll be waiting for you with President Xia."