Chapter 762: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (25)

The driver trembled, did not dare to say a word, and immediately started the engine.

After the car drove out of the base, the driver glanced at Li Nanheng who was sitting behind through the rearview mirror, and saw that there was some inexplicable hostility and coldness in his brows and eyes, and after a while he carefully asked, "Young Master Li, is it Because going back to Li's house made you feel uncomfortable, or did someone offend you in this base? Who are you angry with?"

Nan Heng snorted coldly: "I look like I'm angry?"

Driver: "...Probably, there may be some similarities."

Nan Heng didn't speak again this time, and looked indifferently at the scenery outside the base and the long road passing by the car window.

What the hell is he mad about?

Angry with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old fur kid? Still fucking a man?

Nan Heng raised his good-looking brows, and looked for the reason fundamentally, probably because it was rare to see a newcomer with such potential, so he had to pay more attention.

He picked up the phone and called Han Jin. After the call was connected, he said calmly: "During the two years I was away, you will be responsible for strengthening Feng Ling's physical training every day. After two years, I will see a basically formed remote A sniper candidate."

After hanging up the phone, Han Jin had just walked into the cafeteria of the base, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Ling sitting there, still eating breakfast calmly.

Feng Ling will basically take shape within two years. The boss probably wants to install a 24-hour clockwork on Feng Ling's body, which can run continuously all day long.

This is really enough to test Feng Ling's patience.

I don't know if the kid can stand it.

At this moment, Feng Ling was struggling with a round boiled egg on her dinner plate. She couldn't pick it up after holding it for a long time. Going down, biting down more than half of it, she has not expected what kind of devil training she will face in the next two years, let alone how many people Boss Li told her to strengthen her training before leaving...

...

On the third day after Li Nanheng left, Feng Ling was dug up from the bed by Han Jin in the middle of the night, saying that he would do physical training.

She was doing push-ups on the training ground, and Han Jin took a close-up photo of her with a mobile phone in one hand, and sent the photo of Feng Ling who was seriously training to Boss Li as if it was work.

Nan Heng was in the bedroom of the villa in Li's residence. He had just come out of the shower, brushed his thin and neat short hair with one hand, picked up the phone that had just been turned on on the bed with the other, and saw this photo when he slid it open.

In the photo, Feng Ling was doing push-ups. Because she had just been dug up from the bed, she was not wearing a formal combat uniform, but only a loose pajamas, which exposed her collarbone loosely because of her push-up posture.

Nan Heng's eyes paused, and he followed the beautiful collarbone to look at the boy's sweat-wet hair hanging between his brows. He frowned, and sent Han Jin a message: [Let him get dressed again later. Come out for training. ]

Han Jin happily replied the word [received], but in his heart he said: "????"

In the evening, it was just a temporary special training at night. Even he came out wearing a T-shirt. Could it be that Feng Ling was also required to wear a battle uniform at night?

After thinking about it, Han Jin simply sent another message to the boss: [If you strengthen the special training and wear it all the time during the day, Feng Ling's battle uniform will probably have to be changed every month, and even the best quality clothes will be affected. Not so twenty-four hours of wearing. ]

Nanheng didn't reply again.

However, a week later, Han Jin suddenly arrived at the XI base in a package. When he opened it, it turned out to be several sets of special black combat uniforms of the same quality as Boss Li usually wears. This kind of clothing is usually only available to base members who are on missions. The clothes worn by new recruits trained in the base are different from this one. Although they look similar on the surface, there is a rather expensive protective layer inside. A piece of this kind of combat uniform costs tens of thousands of dollars.

Han Jin took it out and checked it. There were ten sets in total.

However, the size of these ten sets of combat uniforms is not what other members of the base can wear. At first glance, this size can only be worn by Feng Ling.

Han Jin: "..."

Boss, don't you think Sima Zhao's heart is too obvious?

Feng Ling is just a child!

When I thought about the fact that the boss's sexual orientation might really be a problem, and then I thought about the fact that I once took a bath with Boss Li in the bathhouse of the base, and I even picked up soap in front of him...

In an instant, the whole person is not well!

...

The housekeeper of the Li family knocked on the door at night and came in. Seeing that Young Master Li was still up, he planned to come in and talk to him, but he saw Young Master Li sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette.

Although Young Master Li usually smokes a lot, after returning to Li's house, his addiction seems to be even greater.

He doesn't like to go back to the Li family, and he doesn't like to be dominated by the old men of the Li family. He hates this place, but as the eldest son and sole heir of the Li family, these are the responsibilities he must bear. If he doesn't want to go back, he must get back.

But usually when Young Master Li comes back, he usually goes to bed early and directly, why is he still sitting on the balcony smoking at this time tonight.

The butler just opened the French window and walked over, still holding a cup of coffee, originally wanted to use the excuse of delivering coffee to talk to him, but when he looked down, he saw their Young Master Li was holding a mobile phone in the other hand.

Curiously, he leaned over and took a look, wanting to see who Young Master Li was talking to with his mobile phone at such a late hour, or what he was looking at.

Otherwise, why don't you even sleep.

But the moment I got closer, I only saw a photo of a young boy doing push-ups. Before I could see clearly, the phone screen suddenly went dark.

"What are you doing here?" Li Nanheng stubbed out the cigarette, took the coffee, and put it on the coffee table on the balcony, his eyes were cold.

The housekeeper just paused, thinking that the boy in the photo just now should be a member of the XI base?

I didn't think that Young Master Li was willing to take over such a big responsibility of the XI Base. Even when he was sent in at the beginning when he was not young, Young Master Li had resisted for a long time, had a long time of rebellious psychology, and finally gradually because of He accepted the responsibility, but he always ignored the affairs of the base, leaving them to his subordinates and other members of the Li family to deal with.

In recent years, it has been found that Young Master Li has paid a little more attention to the base, but he did not expect to be so concerned now.

It is rare to be able to leave the base for two years, and to check the training of those base members from time to time at home, and even send photos of the training to check.

The butler briefly chatted with Nanheng about what happened to the Li family recently, and after making some recent decisions with the old men, he turned around and walked out quickly under Li Nanheng's cold eyes, and then hurried to the old man report in his room: "Young Master Li is really becoming more and more responsible for the XI base now, your painstaking efforts are not in vain..."