Chapter 745: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (8)

The wolves, tigers and leopards in the jungle are of course no problem for Feng Ling. She is a child who grew up drinking wolf milk. The skills of surviving in the jungle cave before the age of five are not for nothing. She can survive in front of a pack of wolves. Facing the huge danger in the jungle and the biting battles between beasts, she has a perfect way to protect herself.

Or maybe it was because she drank wolf's milk, she only had a dangerous smell that some animals could smell on her body, so she didn't dare to approach her easily.

She escaped from the other side of the jungle in only a third of the time taken by ordinary people, and in order to prevent being intercepted outside, she simply swam away through the river in the direction of another fork.

After finally getting ashore, her clothes were already soaked, so she could only gather firewood nearby to light a fire for a while. These jungle survival methods are as simple as a few minutes, allowing her to find some food and supplies by herself. There is absolutely no awareness of being alone in darkness and danger, let alone the slightest fear.

But I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

After all, the group of people who took her in at the beginning had been arrested, and she lived in the orphanage for another year. Now the outside world is still unfamiliar to her, and she still doesn't know how to live like a normal person.

Li Nanheng was also unable to sleep.

The man was sitting in a tall black Hummer, the window was down, and outside was the starlight above the jungle that was brighter than in the city. The men outside the car were still looking for the "boy" but failed, even in the place she should have chosen. She waited all night for the exit of the jungle, but her people did not come out.

People in the XI base have always precious time, and this time they went to the orphanage designated by the Li family to cooperate with business affairs, and at this moment, they spent a lot of time waiting here for a teenage "boy". How precious it is, only Li Nanheng knows it.

The subordinates walked to the side of the car and saw that the boss was planning to continue waiting, and had no intention of leaving.

Young Master Li didn't speak, and no one dared to stop searching.

Until the dawn of the next day, it was past eight o'clock, and there was not even a footprint on all the roads in the jungle that separated wolves, tigers and leopards.

With one hand behind his back, Nan Heng walked through the jungle expressionlessly, glanced coldly at the taller bushes on the other side that made it impossible to predict what was in the distance, turned around and walked directly over.

A few hundred meters behind the bushes is a silent river, not very wide, but obviously deep.

What caught Nanheng's attention in an instant was a scorched black mark left in a bush on the other side of the river.

Apparently someone was here to warm up the fire last night, but at this moment the person has escaped again.

Nan Heng took down the unlit cigarette in his mouth, looked coldly at the charred piece of He Duo's case, and said only two words: "Very good."

The cold voice made the subordinates behind tremble instantly.

They are too aware of the boss's usual behavior and temper. It is probably the first time that a proud boy like him in the incomparably noble Li family has been tricked by a brat.

It is estimated that the boss's current mood really wants to tear him apart.

The people under him didn't dare to breathe in their hands, and silently prayed in their hearts for that brat who escaped from the orphanage, that he must not be caught by Young Master Li in the future, otherwise he might be killed directly.

"Go, go back to the orphanage to investigate her situation." Nan Heng said coldly.

The subordinates heard this "she" as "he". After all, apart from what Nan Heng saw with his own eyes, no one would have guessed that such a nimble and agile kid would actually be a girl with incredibly fair skin.

The subordinates hurried back to the orphanage, but the result of the investigation was that even the people in the orphanage didn't know who the boy was.

When he went back to explain to Young Master Li, his subordinates coughed twice: "The entire orphanage doesn't know the specific situation of that boy, but only knows that he is a child rescued from the group of mafia people who were suppressed and killed a year ago. He was used by the mafia since he was a child, and survived until he was a teenager. The police showed some compassion for him, so they sent him to an orphanage, but he never communicated with others, and his behavior made people have to guard against it. I was afraid that he would inadvertently bump into you, the boss, so I didn't dare to let him show up with other children at the same time."

Hearing this, Nan Heng's eyes turned cold.

The people under him said again: "Boss, it's rare that the group of mafia that this kid attached to has nothing to do with us, and I didn't participate in the police's killing, so I can't directly understand his situation. According to the investigation, I don't think he has any relationship with the group of mafia, but his skills are really good, and the key is that no matter what he does, he is very fast, which is really unexpected."

More than just fast.

It can be said to be fast, ruthless and accurate.

A young girl has a jackal-like keen nature and decisive decision-making ability.

Nan Heng sat quietly in the car, the cigarette between his fingers was still unlit, but he seemed to be holding a bit of hostility between his fingers.

It is rare for someone to escape under his nose.

Then, he got out of the car and looked down at the direction of the jungle in the distance, as if he was stepping on the huge half of Los Angeles under his feet.

"Pay attention to the movement in Los Angeles in the past few days. She broke out of the orphanage alone. It is not so easy to survive." Nan Heng turned his head, with a cold light in his eyes.

The subordinates were stunned: "Do you want to say hello to the police in each area?"

Nan Heng lit a cigarette, some sparks were flickering between his fingers, he squinted his eyes coldly, and said in a low voice, "No, those who have nowhere to go will choose to throw themselves into the trap."

When the black Hummer left the orphanage and passed through the jungle, Nan Heng drove the car to the river to deal with the crime. The scorched marks on the ground were still there. He didn't go directly to the opposite bank just now, but just looked at it from a distance.

Looking closer now, I saw a symbol made of a pile of small broken stones beside the scorched grass.

This is a symbol of provocation commonly used by members of the mafia.

Several subordinates followed, glanced at the ground from behind, and were momentarily surprised.

Fuck! Boss Li, who has always made those underground mafia in the United States fearful, was provoked by a teenage boy?

This TM is clearly courting death!

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the temperature around the boss seemed to be extremely cold in an instant.

Nan Heng stared at the symbols piled up on the ground, walked over with his long legs, stared at the ground blankly for a while, and suddenly a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It is not difficult to see that the soil under the piled symbols is a little loose. It must have been buried with some mud mines that are often found in the jungle, waiting for him to step forward to destroy the symbols and collapse again at any time. He is covered in stinky mud.

It really is courting death.

The little girl's film is really interesting!