The Story of Ling and Heng

Chapter 111-115

Chapter 848: The Story of Ling and Heng (111)

While speaking, she looked down, only to see that there was a bloody cut on the man's arm.

"I'm fine. You go first." Li Nanheng seemed to feel no pain. With his uninjured arm, he pushed Feng Ling hard into the crowd of base members, turned around to kick away a person pouncing at him, raised his hand, and shot.

Feng Ling quickly came back from the shock and went in with other base members to subdue the terrorists. She found the wig too much of a hindrance, so she pulled it down and smashed it at a terrorist's face. When the man's vision was blocked, she rushed up and attacked him. After making sure there was still a bullet left, she shot at David.

This shot was in the back of David, who turned around with pain, but at the same time, Li Nanheng also shot at him on the other side and this shot hit his shoulder. Then he shot again and hit David's hand that was holding a gun.

Feng Ling ran forward, kicking the gun away, and shooting David in both of his legs. They both avoided the vital parts of David's body. He was the leader of these terrorists. It was best to keep him alive and hand him over to the military for interrogation.

David fell to the ground and his arms and legs were dripping with blood. The pain was so sharp that he twitched all over. He suddenly bit his tongue. Li Nanheng knocked off a man attacking him from the side, trying to stop David from committing suicide. But he was tied up here, so he gave a wink to Feng Ling, who nodded, stepped forward, grasped David's chin, and stuffed a ball of tissue at the end table into his mouth. Then she kicked him hard in the abdomen. David immediately stared at the short hair on her head, then at her skirt, and couldn't believe what he saw. He wasn't sure whether this person was a man or a woman. She looked like a woman but kept a man's hairstyle.

Only giving him a cold look, Feng Ling lifted him and threw him to other base members.

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This hotel was operated by terrorists. After the incident in the private room, all the terrorist associates either rushed in with guns or ran away, but they were all caught by the base members. Not even a fly could run out.

After catching all the terrorists, Feng Ling looked in Li Nanheng's direction from afar, knowing that he had injured his arm when he saved her just now, but now it was not the time to check his injury. She stood thinking for a moment and looked at the car parked outside. Then she got a car key from a base member and drove back to the base first.

She must go back first because her skirt had been torn apart in the fight. This skirt was too thin. If she came back in the same car with Boss Li, he could easily find out that something was wrong with her body. For example, her breasts were not silicone fake ones at all...

Through the rear-view mirror, she saw that the bar was getting farther and farther away from her vision, and she continued to step on the accelerator and quickly left.

Five minutes after Feng Ling left, Li Nanheng came out of the private room and glanced at the people around him but didn't find the figure in a white dress. There was only the wig left on the floor of the private room.

"Where is Feng Ling?" He asked coldly.

A base member standing in the corridor glanced out and replied, "Boss, Feng Ling said that he was not comfortable wearing that dress. Since there are no more problems here, he returned to the base first."

Li Nanheng was about to take out a cigarette from his pocket. When he heard the words, his hand suddenly stopped and he raised his head to look outside the bar and searched among the vehicles and pedestrians passing by outside the bar with his eyes.