Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 869 – The Story of Ling and Heng (Chapter 132)

Chapter 869: The Story of Ling and Heng (132)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

With the way K’s jaw had fallen, an entire egg could be stuffed into his mouth. Fuck, did Feng Ling go mad?

He pointed the rifle at Boss!

Was Feng Ling looking for death, or was she driven mad by Boss’s harsh ways? Was she thinking of taking the Boss down with her?

The other three men were also dumbstruck by Feng Ling’s movements. They immediately went on their guards and were ready to charge forward if Feng Ling dared to fire at Boss. Although they were all brothers in the sniper team and shared a deep friendship, the boss was still the boss. No matter what, internal strife was not allowed to happen!

“Feng Ling, what are you doing? Put that rifle down!” K suddenly shouted at her. “Have you gone mad from practicing your shots? Or was it because I affected your sleep last night? Is your brain unconscious? Quickly put it down!”

Feng Ling did not back away. Instead, she placed her finger against the trigger. Her gaze was fixed on Li Nanheng’s unchanging expression.

“Feng Ling!” K rushed to call her while charging forward to block in front of Li Nanheng. At the same time, he turned back to speak: “Boss, last night I drank too much and gave Feng Ling a call in the middle of the night. I disturbed her for the whole evening; she must have slept poorly and gone silly. She’s probably still unconscious right now. Boss, you better leave first…”

However, Li Nanheng expression as he watched the rifle in Feng Ling’s hands was unruffled. He did not appear surprised whatsoever, nor did it seem like he intended to back away.

“Step away,” K heard the man behind him speak coldly.

K was dumbstruck. He turned back to look at him: “Boss…”

Li Nanheng did not speak again. He raised his hand and pushed the person in front of him aside. However, K could feel that Boss was relatively polite when he did so. At the very least, he did not shove him away and only pushed him lightly.

The instant K shifted away, he raised his head to see that, instead of backing off, Li Nanheng stepped forward in Feng Ling’s directions.

Feng Ling remained where she stood; her posture and gaze unchanged.

The man slowly approached until he was right before her. As Li Nanheng stared at the mouth of the rifle, his brows moved slightly. He remained watching her just like that.

“Feng Ling, what are you doing?”

At this moment, Qiao Fei returned. When he saw the scene before his eyes, his heart almost slammed out of his chest. K quickly stretched his arm out to stop him from approaching. He whispered softly, “Brother Qiao, don’t go there. I’m not sure what grudges exist between Boss and Feng Ling, but it’s setting off right now.”

Qiao Fei furrowed his brows. He looked toward Feng Ling before turning to watch Li Nanheng, who did not make any attempts to avoid. He tried to push K away, but although K did not dare to block Boss, he had the guts to block him.

K was only fearful that if anyone approached, Feng Ling would rashly fire the rifle. If that happened, the consequences would be undesirable, no matter who was accidentally injured. Furthermore, he felt that what was happening in front of him was between Feng Ling and Boss. No one should be interfering.

“Feng Ling, put the rifle down first. If you have anything to say, use your words. Do you know who you are pointing your rifle at?” After being blocked once more, Qiao Fei turned toward Feng Ling and furrowed his brows. He spoke sternly: “Put your gun down immediately!”

Li Nanheng watched Feng Ling indifferently: “Fire.”

Feng Ling’s grip against the rifle faltered slightly. Earlier, for a moment, she had been rash and had borrowed her body posture to spin around directly.

However, at this moment, she instantly came back to herself.

The man watched her calmly. “Fire, ah.”

She held the gun tightly, her fingers tightening against the trigger.

Li Nanheng directly approached. Amidst the worried gaze surrounding them, he stepped forward fearlessly and wrapped his fingers around Feng Ling’s wrist. With a gentle press, Feng Ling’s wrist immediately ached with pain and lost all its strength. Her rifle fell onto the ground.

She stumbled forward as the man hauled her and almost fell against him. She quickly stabilized herself and took a large step backward.

Watching the way she rushed to avoid him, Li Nanheng’s gaze was restrained and unconcerned: “What’s the first rule you should be obeying on the XI Base’s training ground?”

Feng Ling’s hands shifted to her sides. She slowly curled them into firsts and released a long breath before answering softly: “No matter where or when, as long as we stand within the base, we’re not allowed to point our guns at our people.”

“And so, what did you just do?” The man lowered his eyes to watch her indifferently.

Feng Ling fell silent for a moment before turning to face Li Nanheng: “Boss, I’ve breached the most basic rule in our base. Please punish me with a mission. No matter if it’s to Africa or anywhere, I’ll accept it. No matter how difficult or painful it will be, I won’t hold any resentment.”

Qiao Fei immediately furrowed his brows into a harsh frown. He shoved aside K, who stood before him, and approached: “Feng Ling, have you gone mad or silly? Don’t you know where this is? This is not only XI Base, but the training ground where the base nurtures its sniper team. Do you know the consequences of being sent out? You may never hold a rifle again; your position will also be replaced by someone else!”

Feng Ling was unruffled. “I understand. But I made a mistake. I won’t make any excuses for myself.”

Qiao Fei frowned. He turned to look at Li Nanheng, whose indifferent and heavy expression did not reveal any of his thoughts. “Boss, give him a chance. The training must have made him too nervous. He made this mistake because of the mental pressure. He isn’t suited for external missions. If you want to punish him, please use other methods.”

Feng Ling did not speak again. She lowered her head to stare at the rifle by her feet.

Lin Cheng and Tam whispered to each other by the side. “Is Feng Ling asking for death? He’s the member with the most potential. Is he giving up all of his previous efforts?”

K also frowned. He watched Feng Ling in concern.

He had never seen Feng Ling behave so rashly, and could sense that his condition wasn’t very good today. It was clear that he had acted out without giving any thoughts to the consequences.

He prayed that Boss wouldn’t be too harsh on her. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Nanheng watched Feng Ling.

Feng Ling did not speak.

Just as Qiao Fei was about to speak up again, Li Nanheng spoke indifferently: “Everybody leave.”

Qiao Fei immediately appeared to have thoughts in his mind as he turned to look at him. K and the rest did not dare to say much. However, they saw that Boss appeared composed and was at least less reckless than Feng Ling. Thus, they did not protest. If anyone still dared to speak up or go against Boss, they would genuinely be seeking death.

Qiao Fei hesitated for a moment before turning to leave.

There were only two people left in the training ground. Feng Ling slowly unfurled her fists. She turned to avoid Li Nanheng’s gaze.

The man suddenly spoke up with an icy cold tone: “Turn over. Who taught you to show the back of your head to someone?”

Feng Ling: “…”

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