In the dense mist, Feng Ling couldn't see clearly the other party's face, and could only see a hint of coldness in those dark eyes.
She never expected that the wooden jjim steam room in the orphanage was in such disrepair that the roof would break down, and she never expected that the people below were actually taking a bath...
The man who was taking a bath in the huge wooden barrel in the jjimjilbang room looked a little white at the moment because he had been soaking for a long time, especially when he looked at the man who was only half exposed in the water through the water vapor. When he was a young boy with a round head, his lazy and cold breath made people instinctively aware of danger: "What? Want to take a bath together?"
Feng Ling wanted to reply that she was not interested, but at this moment she was chasing the person who was lurking in the dark. She fell like this. She couldn't explain why. The man in front of her could tell at a glance that he was not a good person. Normally, There has never been such a person in the orphanage, which shows that this man must be from the XI base, but it is not clear what his status is in the XI base.
She remained calm and immersed half of her face in the water. The short hair on her head was now moving forward because it was soaked in water, almost covering the upper half of her face. She could only vaguely see her calm eyes between the wet hair. And cold eyes.
Seeing that she didn't move, Nan Heng still sat calmly and calmly in the tub. His arms with perfect muscle lines were casually placed on the edge of the tub. His narrow black eyes narrowed and he saw the expression in her vaguely exposed eyes. The defense gradually bloomed and the thought of being ready to escape at any time.
The corner of the man's mouth raised coldly. The moment she suddenly emerged from the water, he struck her with one hand and grabbed one of her wrists, and then held her back with his backhand.
Nan Heng's speed was so fast that Feng Ling almost couldn't dodge. He had been controlled by tranquilizers here for a whole year, and he hadn't fought with anyone for a long time. Feng Ling was suppressed from underestimating the enemy a second ago. It took only a blink of an eye for her to resist in the next second. Her wrist was pulled out of the man's hand as fast as a snake. The reason why it was so smooth was because there was water on both her and him, and there was still water in the water. Some bath gels specially designed for bathing are much more slippery than usual.
Nan Heng only saw the boy's back clearly the moment she turned around and was about to run away. Judging from his body shape and back, he was just a teenager. Someone sent by the enemy would definitely not be like this. But there is still a child with such skills in this orphanage
He was about to chase after him, but he had no clothes on because he was taking a bath. He pulled off a bath towel and quickly wrapped it around his lower body. Then he jumped forward. The young man with good skills was trying to pass through the partition door in the steam room. The moment he ran out, he grabbed his shoulder. However, just when he was about to turn the person around to see the other person's face clearly, the young man with his back to him in front of him also made an alert backhand and quickly caught a glimpse of his lower body. She pulled off the bath towel he had just wrapped himself in and put it over his head.
Nan Heng couldn't see his face clearly. When his lower body felt cold, the towel on his head almost covered him. He raised his hand with a cold look and the towel flew to the other side like a living thing. , wrapped into a messy ball, hit the wall hard, and then fell to the ground.
Feng Ling's movements were still very fast. The moment his face was about to be seen, he realized that he probably wouldn't be able to escape from the front door. He turned around and rushed back to the bathtub, intending to jump out of the hole in it. The person behind him was The moment he wanted to grab her, he put his hand into the tub, picked up the water, and splashed it on his face several times.
Nan Heng once again raised his hand to block, but when the other party was about to take advantage of the opportunity to step on the edge of the tub and jump up, he suddenly stepped forward like an agile cheetah, grabbed her left sleeve and pushed her down hard. One pull.
As a result, there was only a sound of silk tearing, and Feng Ling's long-sleeved clothes were torn from the shoulders down, exposing most of the white and greasy skin below the shoulders.
Both of them paused, Feng Ling's face turned cold, but after a pause, Nan Heng's stern eyebrows suddenly raised with some interest. Even if they only saw it for a moment, they could clearly see that the dialogue was like porcelain. The soft and round half of the body that is not yet fully developed is looming under the skin and the torn clothes.
Even though he is still a teenager, the parts that have developed significantly are too clear gender indicators.
female
The moment this realization came to his mind, he grabbed another hanging towel with his backhand and wrapped it around his lower body.
Feng Ling's ugly-faced leg swept across the water. He was so angry that he almost kicked the tub over, spilling most of the water in it and splashing all of it on Nan Heng, who had temporarily stopped for a moment because he discovered her gender. Taking advantage of the two seconds when his eyes were covered by the bath water and he instinctively closed his eyes, he pulled off a towel next to him and wrapped it around his head, covering his face, and then turned around and attacked him. It became even more fierce and seemed to be filled with murderous intent.
Nan Heng just closed his eyes for two seconds. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the boy's movements from the initial attempt to escape to the moment when he attacked him with full murderous intent. The corners of his lips curled up in a lukewarm way, leaving no trace. Avoiding it, he raised his hand and took the opportunity to pull off the opponent's torn cuffs.
In an instant, Feng Ling's entire arm was exposed, and the previously looming chest area and the unobstructed slender waist below were all displayed in front of the man's eyes. He said slowly: "Are you angry from embarrassment? Xiaoxiao She's young and skilled, and she's a woman? Where did you get in?"
Feng Ling was furious, turned sideways and kicked one leg on the wall, and then used the force to kick him horizontally. After Nan Heng noticed her age and that she was a woman, he didn't attack again. He defended in a very light manner under the furious attacks one after another. He pushed her legs and feet away with one hand, and then blocked the person with his backhand. He was kicked away by her again, and blocked again. There was no sign of a serious fight with the person. The meaning is as careless as teasing a teenage girl.
Feng Ling had never seen anything bloody since he was a child, but he had never been molested by a man. He was so angry that he wanted to kill him instantly, but he could clearly feel that he was agile. If He really had to get serious, I'm afraid she was no match for him. At the same time, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man's clothes placed not far away, which looked like he had a gun.
People with guns are harder to deal with.
She suppressed her anger and kicked him again. When Nan Heng was about to see clearly who she was and took the opportunity to pull the towel off her face, Feng Ling hit him hard on the chin with her head. As soon as he hit him, he didn't expect that she, who had been attacking in an orderly manner just now, would hit him with her head without any plan. Nan Heng couldn't dodge this time, and his mandible was sore from the hit.