Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 920: The Story of Ling and Heng (183)

“Feng Ling!” K immediately roared and kicked back fiercely. He kicked the gun off the hands of the fat commander, picked it up from the ground, and pointed the muzzle against the fat commander’s forehead.

Now the fat commander grabbed Feng Ling’s hair hard, put her head hard against the bloody wall, and sneered at K. “Do you dare to shoot me?”

K’s eyes turned cold and sharp. “Let go of her! Let’s solve the matter rationally! This won’t do you any good!”

“Let go?” The fat commander sneered. He didn’t let go of Feng Ling. Instead, he continued to slam Feng Ling’s head against the wall, yelling ferociously, “Who do you think you are? It’s your honor to let me fuck you! If it weren’t for that dagger, I’ve already fucked you to death!”

Feng Ling shed a lot of blood, and she felt her head was going to be smashed.

She clenched the dagger with blood dripping down. At the moment when the fat commander said ‘f*ck you to death,’ she couldn’t control herself anymore and suddenly grabbed his wrist and broke it. When the fat commander screamed in pain, she raised her hand and cut across his throat under K’s incredible stare——

“Ahhh–” The screaming stopped sharply as the blood spewed out of his neck.

The fat commander looked at Feng Ling incredulously. His desire to survive made him tremble and opened his mouth. Still, as the blood gushed out of his neck, he couldn’t breathe and suddenly fell back heavily on the ground, struggling on the ground for a long time because of pain and suffocation, but after three or four minutes, he twitched all over and didn’t move any longer. The ground was covered with his blood.

The whole room suddenly became silent and was full of the disgusting bloody smell. Feng Ling’s forehead as still bleeding, and the dagger in her hand was covered with blood. K stood aside, slowly put down the gun, and looked at the fat commander lying on the ground. Needless to probe his breath, he knew that he was dead.

She cut his throat precisely. Feng Ling had always been very proficient in the acupuncture points and the structure of the human body. She meant to kill him, so she did it without any hesitation!

Even if the fat commander had died, the blood still gushed out of the wound on his neck like water from a high-pressure water gun.

Feng Ling, who was covered in blood, coldly looked at the dead person on the ground as if just rising from hell. Then, instead of looking at K, she turned and walked out.

K came back from the shock and clenched his gun. Now he could only protect Ling Ling and could not care about any other things.

He quickly chased out, only to see several men of the fat commander rushing over. Before they came upstairs, Feng Ling had cut their throats in the blink of an eye without even batting her eyelids, and soon, there were many corpses on the stairs and the floor covered with blood.

Looking at Feng Ling stepping down the bloody stairs step by step numb-eyed, K suddenly realized that Feng Ling, who had been quiet and calm all the time, was different from what he had imagined.

Feng Ling was not a little cutie. She just hid her most violent side perfectly and never showed it.

He didn’t know what kind of a past Feng Ling had. He only knew that after knowing her for so many years, the current Feng Ling completely changed his impression of her.

But no matter how powerful she was, she couldn’t escape from this base. There were military snipers everywhere. If anyone shot her behind a random window, she would be killed on the spot!

“Feng Ling!” K quickly chased up, but the people who surrounded her all dared not get closer because of Feng Ling’s horrible murderous intention, and could only hold guns at her.

K also pointed his gun at them and stood behind Feng Ling to protect her as she walked out.

There were already snipers hiding on buildings nearby and pointed the guns at the two of them.

Suddenly, a black Hummer broke through the defense line inside the military base and drove in unimpeded!

The black Hummer was so fast that the people in the base had to step back to make way. The Hummer drove towards Feng Ling and K and was only one hundred meters away from them. When everyone thought that the car was going to hit them, Feng Ling was coldly staring at it without any intention to avoid or to be exact, there was no focal length in her eyes. All she knew was to kill, kill, and kill, to kill anyone who dared to approach her.

As the car suddenly stopped, several members wearing XI Base uniforms jumped from the car, surrounding both sides of the car, while quickly raising their guns and protecting Feng Ling and K in the middle, forming a large circle and a small circle.

The wind was piercingly cold, and the door of the driver’s seat was opened. Li Nanheng got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and walked towards them expressionlessly.

He walked up to Feng Ling and looked at her covered in blood and a terrible mess. To his surprise, Feng Ling’s eyes were like a wolf’s and had almost lost focal length.

He coldly narrowed his eyes. “What happened?”

Feng Ling didn’t speak but just stared at him. She hadn’t come back to her senses. Just like when facing K, she couldn’t recognize who this man was.

“Boss.” K said in a low voice behind her, “We killed.”

K said ‘we,’ but Li Nanheng quickly glanced at him and found no blood on his body, but the blood on Feng Ling’s body and the dagger in her hand was plain murder evidence. He immediately knew that only Feng Ling killed.

“Who was killed?” Li Nanheng still looked at Feng Ling.

K replied. “The commander.”

Even when he heard that the person killed was the commander, Li Nanheng didn’t frown, but asked coldly, “Why?”

K looked at Feng Ling who was covered in blood. “These bastards drugged Feng Ling, and he was almost...”

Li Nanheng’s dark eyes were instantly filled with coldness and anger. He stared coldly at Feng Ling’s ripped coat and torn neckline, reaching for the dagger in her hand, but Feng Ling whose eyes were still bloodshot took a step back and avoided his hand.

Seeing her wary movements, Li Nanheng noticed that her expression was completely different from usual. Fearing that she might hurt herself, he said gently, “Feng Ling, give me the knife.”