As she spoke, her eyes dropped directly, and she saw the man's arm behind her back, and a bloody gash on his sleeve.
"It's okay, let's go first." As if he couldn't feel the pain, Li Nanheng used his other uninjured arm to push Feng Ling hard into the crowd of elites in the base, then turned around and kicked away the already approaching Feng Ling. Man, raised his hand and shot again.
Feng Ling quickly regained his senses and didn't care much. He went in with the people from the base to subdue the terrorists. Moreover, because the wig on his head was too much in the way, he directly pulled off the wig and stood in front of the enemy. Someone was slapped hard on the face, and then took advantage of the opportunity that the other person couldn't see to attack at close range. While retaining a bullet, he fired directly in David's direction.
The shot hit David in the back. David endured the pain and turned around, but at the same time, Li Nanheng on the other side also shot him. This shot directly hit the shoulder, and then Li Nanheng shot him again. The gun hit David's wrist holding the gun.
Feng Ling stepped forward at the same time, kicked the person at hand away, raised her gun and hit both David's legs. She and Li Nanheng had a tacit understanding not to hit David's vitals. He was one of these terrorists. The leader of the group had better take a breath and take him back to the military for interrogation.
David fell to the ground, his arms and legs dripping with blood, and his whole body was twitching in pain. He couldn't stop twitching, and he suddenly wanted to bite his tongue fiercely. Li Nanheng knocked away the attacker beside him with one hand, because he couldn't move his hand to pass. He winked at Feng Ling from afar. Feng Ling nodded, stepped forward and pinched David's chin. He grabbed a plastic bag filled with tissues from the coffee table full of blood and stuffed it into his mouth. , and then kicked him hard in the abdomen. David suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the short hair on her head, and then stared at the skirt on her body, in disbelief, as if he was not sure whether she was a man or a woman. , she is obviously a woman, but how come she has short hair.
Feng Ling only looked at him coldly, picked him up and threw him to the people at the base.
…
This hotel is run by terrorists. After something happened in the box, all the terrorists' accomplices either rushed in with guns drawn or fled in a hurry. They were all held on the spot by people from the base. Not even a fly in the bar could get out.
After finishing everything, Feng Ling glanced in the direction of Li Nanheng from a distance, knowing that he had injured his arm when he had just saved her, but now was not the time to care about the injury in the past. She stood there and thought about it for a moment, and then looked outside. I asked a member of the base for the car keys, and then drove back to the base alone.
She had to go back first, because the skirt on her body had been torn a lot in the fight just now. The skirt was too thin. If she came back in the car with Boss Li, it would be easy to tell that something was wrong with her. For example, her breasts are not silicone ones at all...
Looking through the rearview mirror, she saw that the bar was getting further and further away from her. She continued to step on the accelerator and left quickly.
Five minutes after Feng Ling left, Li Nanheng came out of the box. He remembered something and glanced at the people around him. He didn't see the figure in the white dress. He could only see the long short hair falling on the floor of the box.
"Where did Feng Ling go?" he asked coldly.
The base member standing in the corridor took a look outside and replied: "Boss, Feng Ling said he was not comfortable wearing those clothes. Since there is no problem here, she will go back to the base first."
Li Nanheng's hand that was about to take the cigarette out of his pocket suddenly stopped, and he raised his head unconsciously. He also looked in the direction outside the bar, and caught a glimpse of the vehicles and pedestrians speeding outside the bar.
He didn't speak immediately. He took out a cigarette with his slender fingers, lit it, put it to his mouth, lowered his eyes again, exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and said coldly: "You are in such a hurry to return to the base?"
"I guess it was a grown man wearing women's clothes who had no choice during the mission. After the mission was over, he was really dressed awkwardly, so he went back in a hurry." The base members suddenly laughed: "But speaking of Feng Ling, The clothes fit him really well, I almost believed he was a real girl."
Real girl
The man suddenly remembered the feeling on his hand when he pressed Feng Ling against the wall outside the bathroom door and kissed her.
It feels soft and real, not like a pair of fake breasts at all, and even feels familiar.
It seemed like what he had touched that night when he drank too much and broke into Ah K's room... He was vaguely unsure whether it was a dream or a real touch.
But he was awake just now, so he naturally knew whether what he encountered was a dream or reality.
man? woman
At this moment, Li Nanheng's eyes had a slight cold light.
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The operation that was originally planned to take all night to complete was successfully completed in the first half of the night, and the base members rushed back to the base.
Only Li Nanheng's arm was slightly injured. At that time, the bullet scratched the side of the arm. Although it did not penetrate inside, it grazed the side of the arm severely, leaving a blood mark more than one centimeter deep. When he was in the car, He simply wiped it with gauze. After returning to the base, although he didn't take it seriously, he was still persuaded by base members to go to the base infirmary for disinfection and bandaging.
The car didn't stop after driving into the base. When passing by the downstairs of their residence, Li Nanheng glanced at the lights in Feng Ling's room from the corner of his eye. The car quickly drove past and headed straight for the infirmary.
After treating the wound in the infirmary, about half an hour later, Li Nanheng went directly back to his residence.
Feng Ling took a shower after coming back, and habitually did some balance training before going to bed. Then he was out of breath and was about to open the window to get some air. At this moment, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
She paused for a moment, then turned to look at the door that was knocked. At the same time, she glanced at a few things in the trash can next to her. She walked over and opened the door.
The moment he opened the door, the smell of blood on the man's body had not diminished. Feng Ling, who had already washed away the smell of blood and was wearing a large white T-shirt, looked at Li Nanheng, who only had a bandage of gauze on his arm and still hadn't changed his clothes. Even so, there was no trace of embarrassment on the man's part. Instead, he was so bloody and cold that it made people's hearts tremble.
"Boss." Feng Ling spoke respectfully without any fluctuation on his face.
Li Nanheng looked at her with a serious look and caught a glimpse of her still slightly red and swollen lips. His eyes were deep and he took a step forward without saying a word.
Feng Ling paused, then subconsciously removed his hand from the door panel, took a step back, and kept the original appropriate distance.
The man just looked at her coldly, took another step closer, and she took another step back.
Walking into the room step by step, the man stood still and looked condescendingly at the guy who was a head shorter than him. Then he glanced at the white T-shirt she was wearing and said in a cold and pitiful voice: "Take off your clothes." .”