Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1102

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Chapter 1102 - The Taste of Hunger

There was a saying: A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

To treat and humiliate something that was even worse than a beggar, Feng Xinglang's heart was filled with grief.

However, there was also the saying that the victor is the king and the loser is the thief … As a prisoner, how could he expect others to treat him with hospitality?

"From a dog..." Yan Bang cursed out vulgarly.

"Bon... "Bang!"

Feng Xinglang called out twice, stopping Yan Bang's ear-piercing curses, "Come … Stop shouting! "

"Lang, how are you? "Where's the discomfort?"

Yan Bang immediately turned around and looked down, lifting Feng Xinglang's upper body up a little, "Does it hurt again?"

"Boss Yan, I say … Can you keep a low profile? If they were to be displeased with you for scolding them so loudly... We're going to get beaten up again, understand? "

Feng Xinglang's breath stopped and he started to pant. From the sound of it, his vital energy must have been damaged.

"These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!"

Yan Bang let out another low and deep curse, as he slowly helped Feng Xinglang calm the aura that was clogging his chest.

"We have to think of a way to escape!" Yan Bang whispered as he looked around.

"Escape?"

Feng Xinglang let out a m.u.f.fled snort, "It really was a pig's brain that came up with this idea!"

"Not flee?" Do you want to stay and receive their insults? "

Yan Bang leaned over, and heard the sound of Feng Xinglang's breathing, "I can't bear to see you suffer!"

Seeing Yan Bang's concerned and confused expression, Feng Xinglang faintly sighed.

"This is a wars.h.i.+p, how can we escape? With just the two of us, we can take the entire wars.h.i.+p with bare hands? Do you think that's possible? "

Pausing slightly, Feng Xinglang slowly took a breath of air that was in pain, "If I were to forcefully escape, I think the best outcome would be both of us jumping into the sea … But this was the sea! An endless ocean … There is no way out but to feed the sharks. "

"Then what should we do? Waiting for death? "

Yan Bang propped up Feng Xinglang's waist a little, "Your lungs are not injured, but you might have internal bleeding."

"Of course not... What we need to do now is to reduce the sense of existence to a minimum! And then … "Wait and see!"

Feng Xinglang's gaze contained a trace of coldness: He could smell that there would be some unforeseen events in the Watch Room that night, so of course he would be prepared and prepared for them.

However, he hadn't thought that a major general would abuse his authority to such an extent.

More or less, this kind of sneak attack on the prison was successful, it was all thanks to Feng Xinglang's cooperation and deceit.

"Just waiting? Waiting for your father to come save you? "

Yan Bang's palm moved down from Feng Xinglang's waist, stopping at his kidney to lightly press down twice, after not hearing Feng Xinglang's shouts of pain, he continued to move.

"That old fogey …"

Feng Xinglang seemed to be annoyed, "At most, we're just a bunch of people eating melon … When he comes to save us, we'll probably have already fed the sharks! "

"Not waiting for him?"

Yan Bang's hands paused, "Then who are we waiting for?"

"G.o.d."

Feng Xinglang stretched his voice out.

Yan Bang naturally didn't believe in G.o.d. He was an atheist. Even if he had to believe, he would only believe in the teachings of money.

Yan Bang did not try to guess who G.o.d was. It was naturally good that someone came to save him.

But if he could not wait for Feng Xinglang to call him G.o.d, Yan Bang would not care. Because he was able to be together with his Second Master Feng, even if it was a bottomless abyss that was suffering from torture and hunger, he would still feel at ease.

"Lang, eat something." Yan Bang helped Feng Xinglang up.

A box of rice.

A white rice dish with not even a single sprout to be seen.

The smell of a prisoner … It was so bitter that every cell in Feng Xinglang's body was filled with an endless desolation!

"These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds won't even give us a piece of meat? Is this food for others? "

Feng Xinglang's heart was originally astringent, but when he heard Yan Bang's curses, he could not help but laugh out loud.

"Bon... You've never been so sullen before, right? " Feng Xinglang asked with a wry smile.

"Motherf * cker, we even beat him, yet he still f * cking mistreated me?!"

Yan Bang snappily retorted. Just as he was about to smash the box of rice, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang.

"Don't smash it!" The smell of hunger … It shouldn't be any better than being beaten to death! "

Feng Xinglang was now much more capable than Yan Bang.

He had to live to see his wife and children. It was too depressing to die here. What was a few meals worth?

"... I'll feed you a few bites. "

In the end, for Feng Xinglang's sake, Yan Bang chose to endure this humiliation.

"I can't eat …" I just want to drink some water. "

Yan Bang picked up the bottle of water. After opening it, he was just about to put it near Feng Xinglang's lips, but instead moved it to his own lips; he first smelled it, then took a small, probing sip.

"Don't worry, they won't do anything unnecessary to poison the water. Killing him straight away was simply too satisfying... Or it would be cleaner if it was thrown into the sea! "

Hearing Feng Xinglang's words, Yan Bang no longer hesitated and directly fed the water to him.

Feng Xinglang had just drank two mouthfuls, but he started coughing, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Lang, how is it? Is it hard to bear? " Yan Bang lightly patted Feng Xinglang's back.

"He won't die yet!"

Feng Xinglang glanced at the box of rice, then looked at Yan Bang: "Peng, eat that box of rice."

"I'm not hungry."

Yan Bang was only a person with carbohydrates, so hunger was a certainty.

However, he was really aggrieved over the fact that he was going to eat a box of rice that was even worse than dog food.

Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang had always been proud, this kind of free food was a disgrace to him.

"Think of it as …"

Once Feng Xinglang said these sad words, it made it so that Yan Bang had no choice but to eat.

The next ten hours were peaceful as well. Those thugs did not come back to beat up Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang again.

However, even after more than ten hours had pa.s.sed, not a single drop of water had been brought to them, let alone rations that could make them hungry.

That morning's box of rice, the moment Yan Bang got excited, he ate it all. At that time, he did not think that he would leave any remaining for Feng Xinglang.

Thirty hours had pa.s.sed since the prison had been robbed. Feng Xinglang had received a good beating, but he had only drunk a few mouthfuls of water.

"Did you forget to give us food to eat?"

Yan Bang stood up, and looked towards the cabin window.

"It would be great if he really forgot about us..."

Feng Xinglang moved a little. He felt that there was something that was even more unbearable than starving.

The problem was that there wasn't even a bathroom in the narrow cabin or in the four corners of the cabin.

This was a life worse than a dog!

"Bon... I want to be convenient. Do you mind? "

Feng Xinglang wanted to endure it, but it was really unbearable.

Humans had seven emotions and six desires, so they naturally had three emergencies …

Yan Bang turned around and gave Feng Xinglang a deep glance, and laughed, "There's no need to hold it in anymore … It's not like I hate you! "