Feng Ling's whole body trembled, and she was about to struggle, but the man's hand was not too presumptuous. He only caressed her chest for a moment and felt that the pair of silicone she stuffed inside was too real... and the feel was too...
Before the man could taste it carefully, Feng Ling bit his lip so hard that it hurt. He paused and looked deeply at the "girl" who was imprisoned in front of him. For a moment, he thought , it would be great if he did not pretend to be a woman, but really was a woman. In that case, no matter whether she is eighteen years old or not, whether she is an adult or not, she must engrave her own seal and become his woman. !
However, this unrealistic idea had just come to his mind when Feng Ling suddenly raised his hand and directly poked a certain acupuncture point on his waist with his finger.
The difference between Feng Ling and others in the base is that there are various tactics for close combat. Other men have the least patience to learn human body acupuncture points to find the enemy's weaknesses, but only Feng Ling will be the one in the base. She has learned a lot about this unpopular course. The position where her finger is poking is a painful and numb acupuncture point on his waist. As long as she exerts a little more force, half of his body will instantly feel tingling. If she exerts more force, maybe half of his body will feel tingling. My body will be sore and numb for several days, and I can't even hold a gun steady.
When the man looked at her while kissing her, Feng Ling also looked at him with warning in her eyes until the man closed his eyes and lingered on her lips for a few seconds before finally letting her go. , the moment the man took a step back, Feng Ling quickly raised his hand and wiped it hard on his almost red and swollen lips, said nothing, stopped looking at him, turned around and walked quickly again Go back to the women's restroom.
The task is urgent.
Li Nanheng glanced at his lower body, stood there with a cold face, and let out a long and slow breath in a way that Feng Ling couldn't hear clearly.
His little brother, who has been making a lot of noise recently, seems to be particularly disobedient, especially when Feng Ling wears women's clothes.
He calmed down and walked in. There was no one else in the women's bathroom at the moment. Feng Ling walked in and opened a partition door inside, motioning for him to see who was inside.
Li Nanheng glanced at Puo An, who was lying unconscious by the toilet. He knew without guessing that it was Feng Ling's work: "It's okay to knock out their brains in such a short period of time."
Feng Ling glanced at the person lying inside and said calmly: "He was so clever that he was misled by his cleverness. He has always been suspicious of me, thinking that he could kill me if he followed me out. Maybe it's because I look weak and have no skills." Only then would he dare to confront me alone."
Speaking of this, Feng Ling added: "His skills are indeed very bad. When I learned that his skills were average before, I thought he could get a few hits. I didn't expect him to be so bad. After all, he is also one of these terrorists." The think tank is also the conspirator who plans to attack various places in New York. It really disappoints me."
Li Nanheng sneered: "Do you think all the think tanks and strategists in the world can be as difficult to deal with as Mo Jingshen?"
Feng Ling didn't have a particularly deep impression of Mr. Mo, and for many years he had only heard of him by name in the base. He only knew that he had frequent contacts with Boss Li and the XI base, and that he had made many decisions and plans to retreat from the enemy in the base. , this Mr. Mo has secretly helped a lot. I heard Ah K say that this Mr. Mo is between black and white but has clean hands and never touches human life. He is a close friend of Boss Li. The Mo family has a strong background. This Mo Although he is young, he has considerable influence in the American business community and between black and white. Even in the underground arms trade in the United States, many mafiosi have offered hundreds of millions to buy his head.
Although I have never seen him before, I have heard this name in the base for so many years, and instinctively I am full of awe of Mr. Mo in my heart.
Ah K and the others described Mr. Mo as the think tank and strategist of the XI base and the big boss behind the scenes.
Therefore, Feng Ling also instinctively awed the word "strategist".
But I didn't expect that Proan, who is known as the terrorist think tank, is so good...
These two words are really insulting.
"The group of terrorists we are dealing with now are not integrated into the largest terrorist group at present. They are just a small side branch. They are brave and reckless. To put it simply, they are terrorists. The real controllers behind the sub-group looked down upon them and kicked them out. They worked alone to make a living. Compared with those terrorist sub-groups that could not be wiped out no matter how hard they were killed, this group of people It’s not that dangerous, as long as you handle it properly, it’s still easy to catch them all.”
As Li Nanheng finished speaking, Feng Ling touched the gun hidden in her skirt and whispered: "I just took his gun away, and he should sneak into the box later to continue. Asking, do I have this gun with me or..."
"Did they search you before you first came in?"
"Searched."
"Then take it with you. By the time they think of searching you again, our people have already come in smoothly. There will be no problem. You can keep it for self-defense."
"good."
After closing the bathroom door, Feng Ling straightened her skirt and pulled up the shoulder strap that Li Nanheng had just pulled off, without looking at the man next to her.
The two of them seemed to have an instant tacit understanding and said nothing about the kiss just now, as if nothing had happened.
Before walking out of the bathroom, Feng Ling asked: "Boss, didn't we agree that you and your brothers in the base would wait outside for my signal before coming in for support? If you venture in like this, it's really dangerous if someone discovers you. , after all, I disguised myself as a woman, so the chance of being discovered is smaller, but you took such a desperate risk... "
Feng Ling actually wanted to ask him if he suddenly came in because he was worried about her being alone in there.
But the next words were swallowed down her throat and she did not continue to ask.
Li Nanheng knew what she wanted to ask, so he didn't answer her. Instead, when he walked to the door, he stepped aside to make room for her to walk out smoothly. The moment Feng Ling passed by, he glanced at her ear. , as if by accident, he said lightly: "Your ears are red again."
Feng Ling: "..."
She quickly left without expression and walked towards the direction of the box.
After Feng Ling left, Li Nanheng silently looked at the dark direction at the end of the corridor in the distance for a while, then picked up his mobile phone and called the bartender lurking in the bar: "I'm in the bathroom. Send the clothes I prepared in advance immediately." come over."
"yes."
As an informant arranged by the XI base, the little bartender worked very quickly. Because of Feng Ling's sudden participation, in order to ensure Feng Ling's safety, the plan changed. Fortunately, Boss Li greeted him in advance and asked him to prepare things. Come quickly with clothes.