Li Nanheng watched them until the training was over and the team members were dismissed. The man's dark eyes swept across the crowd and finally settled on Feng Ling.
Feng Ling, however, seemed not to have seen him and walked directly to Han Jin: "Assistant instructor, it's my first day here for training. Where should I live in the future?"
Han Jin paused and hesitated, thinking that the base members of the first team usually lived in the buildings behind. He was just about to make a call to see which room had beds, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Nanheng. come over.
"Boss." Han Jin quickly turned around and looked at Li Nanheng.
Nan Heng did not respond, but as he approached, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette. He put his hand casually in his trouser pocket and held the cigarette in his mouth. There was a faint smoke lingering in front of his stern face. His neat black hair was covered with The wind made it a little messy, but it added a bit of wildness that was not easy to provoke. The handsome side face of the ancient Roman god of war in the oil paintings of the ancient century came close to him in the smoke, and Han Jin and Xiao Xu stood aside. All grown men have to secretly say that Boss Li is really the legendary seducer.
Fortunately, there are no women in this base. Even the cooks in the base canteen are men. Otherwise, Boss Li would probably be eaten by a woman sooner or later.
"Do you have anything to do with the assistant instructor?" Nan Heng asked, obviously referring to Feng Ling.
Feng Ling just replied lightly: "Well, I have something to do." After saying that, he continued to face Han Jin and asked: "Where do I live?"
Nan Heng, who was completely ignored, calmly took the cigarette from his lips and glanced at him coldly.
The boy was wearing a newly-haired black battle suit. His face, which was still indistinguishable from male to female, looked energetic because of such suitable equipment. It was even flatter and more handsome, especially the shadows under the black hair fell on one of his eyes. It seems to have a thin light that attracts people's imagination.
Realizing that he had inadvertently looked at a thirteen-year-old brat with such rapt attention, Nan Heng squinted his eyes again and glanced at a few buildings not far away: "Han Jin, arrange a private room for him. He is young and looks much thinner than many members. If he lives in a dormitory, he will probably be eaten alive by those little brothers in a few days. Let him live alone first and get used to life in the base."
When Feng Ling heard this, he turned to look at Nan Heng seriously: "Thank you, boss."
It is relatively convenient for her to live alone. Whether she is taking a bath or wearing a bra every day, she can have her own space. She doesn't need to avoid others, and she doesn't need to be too careful about covering up.
Nan Heng didn't respond. He flicked the cigarette butt with his slender fingers. He lowered his eyes and glanced at her clothes and the black boots under her feet. He said a cold word: "Thirteen years old and not very tall. I'll wait for you." After working in the base for five years, I guess you can't even reach 1.7 meters. You can be regarded as the first dwarf in the XI base so far. If it weren't for your physical speed and agility, I'm afraid you wouldn't be qualified. To be able to stand here.”
After hearing his words, Feng Ling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "So in the eyes of Boss Li, whether one's skills are great or not depends on his height?"
Nan Heng finally met hers with his cold eyes, and there was a slight cold light in his eyes: "With a small body like yours, what other advantages do you have besides being quick to make moves? There really is a strong man weighing two or three hundred pounds fighting in front of you. Make gestures, I'm afraid you can't resist a shoulder throw to the opponent. Speed and ruthlessness are just forms, and physical endurance is the most basic. You don't even meet the basic physical fitness standards, so you think you can be in XI I’m afraid I think too highly of myself if I have a foothold in the base.”
Physical fitness.
This is indeed Feng Ling's weakest item so far.
Her strength is strong compared to girls, but compared to boys of the same age, she is indeed much weaker.
The most basic disparity between men and women is in strength and physical fitness.
"I'm just young. In three to five years, the boss will wait and see." Feng Ling curled his lips, but the smile in his eyes was obviously just an expression to express his wish to stay, and it did not really reach the bottom of his heart.
Nan Heng looked at him indifferently and repeated in an indifferent voice: "In three to five years, will you be 1.7 meters tall?"
"Even if I'm not 1.7 meters tall, I can definitely defeat you, Boss Li." Feng Ling's face was light and somewhat handsome. She leaned forward slightly and approached Nan Heng. Her pair of eyes were like stars in the dark night. Her eyes just met his, and her mouth curled up slightly: "Or, in three or five years, Boss Li is afraid that I will throw you over my shoulder casually, and he will lose face by then?"
Nan Heng's face was expressionless. He saw the young man's fair and delicate skin that was even clearer than a woman's. He watched the young man's face approach so wantonly, and breathed in the faint smell of shower gel on the young man's body. It was inexplicably revealed in the aroma. A different kind of sweetness.
In fact, the young man's slightly hooked lips were lightly pink, and his thin lips, which had never been applied with any skin care products or cosmetics, had a naturally natural and clean color, as if there was a certain temptation in it.
Facing a mere thirteen-year-old boy, Nan Heng was cold and shabby, but his eyes glanced at Feng Ling's chest again.
The chest is flat.
His figure also looked stronger than he imagined.
He was completely different from the guy in the jjimjilbang.
Oh shit.
Forget it if you dream at night.
Facing a teenage brat in broad daylight, he actually wanted to take off his clothes and have a clear look at him.
In my heart, I already doubted whether it was really because I was short of women that I was inexplicably flirting with a long, thin-skinned child. On the surface, Nan Heng was dignified and indifferent, without any unnecessary expression. There was only a hint of smile in the eyes, but the smile was so cold that people could not figure it out, and the dark eyes were full of warning: "You want to throw me down? Then I'm afraid you will have to stay awake 24 hours a day for the past three to five years. Don’t slack off in training, otherwise if you can’t break it with one of my fingers, the brothers in the base will laugh at you for a long time.”
Feng Ling noticed that he glanced at her chest just now. There was no change in her face, as if she patted her chest casually, as if she was patting dust casually, and ended up patting like this. , people can see the beauty of her chest more clearly.
She looked back at Nan Heng's calm and indifferent eyes without any fear: "Then we'll see when the time comes."
Just because her physical fitness isn't up to par now doesn't mean she won't be able to do it in the future.
It's fun when it's challenging.
Feng Ling originally just wanted to find a suitable place for herself to survive, with food and shelter. Today, it was rare that she suddenly found something she particularly wanted to do.
For example, one day in the future, give Li Nanheng a shoulder throw and let him fall hard at his feet.
What an interesting goal.