The Story of Ling and Heng

Chapter 151-155

Chapter 888: The Story of Ling and Heng (151)

"Boss!"

"Boss—"

Fattie and Da Bin finally shook off the men who had been clinging to them. They turned their head to see this scene and were instantly frightened. They immediately rushed forward.

Feng Ling quickly approached the cavity, collapsing onto the ground. She stared in disbelief at the freezing water in the cavity, her fingers gripping painfully against the reddened snow of the ground. Her eyes were fixed on the water. When she saw that the water was completely peaceful on the surface, and both Li Nanheng and his opponent did not resurface, she abruptly reach forward and swept her fingers into the water.

However, she did not come into contact with anything!

"Boss!" Fattie and Da Bin stood by the side and did not approach for fear that the layer of ice under Feng Ling cracking. They stood two meters away to stare at the quiet cavity and fell into a heavy silence.

This circumstance was completely unlike anything they had encountered before; their boss was in danger, yet there was nothing they could do.

No one could have expected he would fall into the cavity. The cold underneath was something Fattie knew very well. As he stared at the quiet water surface, his eyes quickly turned red.

"What do we do?" Fattie suppressed the worry in his heart and turned to Da Bin. "Did you bring a rope? Tie it around my waist; I'm going down to look for Boss!"

"I didn't bring one." Da Bin frowned.

They both knew they couldn't just jump in; it was certain death. Even with a rope, it would be difficult to haul them back.

Feng Ling remained bent, closed to the cavity. Her eyes were fixed on the water. All of a sudden, blood began to spread through the water.

It was impossible to tell who the blood belonged.

Da Bin watched as Feng Ling shifted to jump in and immediately rushed forward to grab her wrist. "Feng Ling, don't be rash!"

Feng Ling did not speak. Her gaze remained fixed on the cavity. As she stared at the wispy redness in the water, her brows furrowed tightly.

At this moment, the men Da Bin and Fattie had left behind, picked up their guns, and approached once more. Feng Ling's gaze abruptly shifted from the water onto them; she stared at them with reddened eyes and unexpectedly stood back up. She slammed her feet against one of the corpses and sent it flying toward them. She then charged forward and grabbed one of the men by the collar, smashing her fist into his face. After snatching the man's gun, she successfully killed another three. She held the gun in her hand and turned toward the others but struggled to aim accurately with Da Bin and Fattie's interference.

She stood thirty meters away from one of the remaining men and pointed her gun at his head. As her target began to back away, she shot him down without hesitation.

Fattie and Da Bin's guns resounded at the same time, and two other men immediately collapsed. Their heads and limbs spilled blood all over the ground.

As they stared at the corpses and the blood-covered ground, their gaze did not contain any joy whatsoever. They immediately turned back to watch the peaceful water.

It had been several minutes. Any normal human being would find it challenging to stay alive underwater, much less in such freezing conditions. A human body couldn't endure this.

However, the three of them did not speak. Fattie and Da Bin remained to stare at the water, while Feng Ling had turned away from it as she held her gun in a tight grip.