YM778.TV Chapter 1303
It was the sound of someone crying, unable to control his emotions. He was probably crying.
Cong Gang suddenly stopped talking about \'educating\' the little guy, and even his tone became gentler."Why are you crying? That\'s all? "
"I\'m still a child! Why are you so mean to me? "The little guy complained as he behaved, "I treat you as a good friend!"
Cong Gang could not even utter a single word of criticism. He kept feeling that his face, which looked like someone\'s, was swaying in front of his eyes, while his eyes were filled with tears.
Originally, he wanted to teach the little guy: Don\'t trust others so easily, and even more so, don\'t beg others!
including Cong Gang!That was because the little fellow could not accurately determine who had other plans for him!
"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
He had wanted to give the little guy a cruel practical lesson, but the little guy\'s crying had turned into a silent compromise.
The little guy sniffed his slightly blocked nose, "Caterpillar, I want to ask you for a favor …"
"Well, the caterpillar is listening! However, this task was within the capabilities of the giant caterpillar. Otherwise, the big caterpillar can do nothing. "Cong Gang wanted to express to the little fellow that he was not omnipotent. Not all matters could be settled by him.
"Big caterpillar, help my foster father … Only you can help my foster father! "
So the little guy had spent so much effort to contact Cong Gang, and actually wanted him to help Hetun?
"Help your foster father?"Cong Gang seemed to be slightly startled as he asked, "What happened to your foster father?"
"My foster father is injured..." The little guy rubbed its nose with the back of its hand. "Eighth Brother is also injured!""Aren\'t there still Xing Shi\'er and the rest! Your foster father\'s foster son is like a crucian carp in the river, you don\'t have to worry about him! "
"This time, the situation is very bad. My foster father went to Mexico City to save my second brother, but my second brother was hidden away … Father and Eighth Brother were ambushed by those bad guys, and they were even injured. "
"You can have your father rush over to save your foster father! After all, your foster father is your biological father. "
Cong Gang clearly knew that the reason he had said that was because he was creating trouble for himself, but his brain still said it.
"My biological father … He didn\'t have much ability! Even if he went, he would only be throwing his life away! "It won\'t help."He had slandered his own father to such an extent because he couldn\'t bear to see his father take the risk.
"Even with your father\'s superior IQ, that giant caterpillar still won\'t be able to help!"
Cong Gang\'s lazy voice revealed an unspeakable exhaustion. One had to know, a few hours ago, he had also experienced a life or death situation.
The little guy continued to be soft and forceful, "Can I beg you to help my foster father? My godfather is so old, I\'m afraid something will happen to him. "
There was no doubt that this little fellow was filial. Even if the Hetun had nurtured him for some other reason, the little guy never hated the Hetun."Then how do you need me to help your foster father?"
Cong Gang asked indifferently. Because from the little guy\'s words, he could tell how important the Hetun was to the little guy.But looking at the current situation, it was probably not as important as his father Feng Xinglang;
"Big caterpillar, help my foster father rescue my second brother. After that, you can safely send my foster father back to the Pater Castle. That would be Ok!"
It was really simple! Each of these two events was a thorny matter of life and death.
"Your foster father had been searching for Xing Shi\'er for more than a month, but he still couldn\'t find the place where Xing Er was being held.In fact, after carefully analyzing Cong Gang\'s words, it was not hard to tell that Cong Gang knew about saving Xing Er. Perhaps he was still participating.
"In any case, in my mind, you, the big caterpillar, are the most valuable!"This tall hat … It was quite satisfying. This narrow-minded person was following his father, Feng Xinglang, even more.
A warm face, an extraordinarily handsome face, deep yet evil.
"Did you ask me to do something that is equal to the price?"
Cong Gang remained silent for a few seconds, before opening his mouth to ask this profound question."An equal price? What is it? "
The little guy didn\'t understand, but it seemed to understand, so he asked, "Big caterpillar, what do you want me to do?"
"I don\'t need you to do anything! But when you go and ask others to do things for you, you should consider: Why should others help you?! "
Cong Gang wanted to let this little fellow know: This is a cruel, real world, do not easily believe in others and beg others!
If he needed someone else\'s help, he would have to pay an equal or higher price!
Or was it just a kind of half-step?
More or less, this included the reason why Cong Gang had spent so much effort to save Yan Bang. He did not want Feng Xinglang to live the rest of his life in a world of reminiscence, filled with gratitude to him.
Lan Youyou had learned from the mistakes that she had taken before, and she did not let Yan Bang restrain herself. This was very consistent with Cong Gang\'s original intention of saving Yan Bang!
Cong Gang\'s inner world was not something that an ordinary person could comprehend. He was like a mystery that he could never read or understand.
The reason why he chose to help Feng Linnuo for money was not because he wanted to obtain something from the little fellow, but because he wanted the little fellow to know: If there is something to obtain, then there must be something to pay for it! Gratitude would become a stumbling block in the path of the little thing\'s growth!
He didn\'t want the little fellow to feel that the little fellow owed him a favor!"Then what do you want? I\'ll make my father give it to you! "
The little guy promised solemnly.
"Your father can\'t give you what I want! You can\'t afford it either! ""Then... "Then are you not going to help my foster father?"
"I can help you, but then you will owe me a favor! I could get it back from you at any time, you understand? "
"It\'s possible!" When you need my help in the future, I will definitely help you! "The little guy\'s words were the one that Cong Gang didn\'t want to hear the most. If he made any excessive demands, it was possible that the little guy\'s life would be rewritten in the future.
"Then, remember the favor you owe me! "When I think about it, I will ask you for it back!"
With that, Cong Gang hung up.
Talking to the little guy at this time would only produce minimal results; he needed to do something practical before he could learn it.
The little fellow\'s identity was bound to be something that he would never be ordinary in his entire life.
The only thing Cong Gang could do was to let this little fellow grow up and not be tired by the people around him!
Maybe he was wrong.
Maybe this wasn\'t what the little guy needed …