Chapter 844: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Seven)

Feng Ling was trembling all over, and was about to struggle, but the man's hand was not too presumptuous. He only felt that the pair of silicones she stuffed inside were too real for the moment he stroked her chest...the feel was too real... ...

Before the man could savor it carefully, his lip was bitten by Feng Ling's ruthless bite. He paused, looking deeply at the "girl" imprisoned in front of him, thinking for a moment , if he didn't pretend to be a woman, but was really 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 sprouted in his mind, Feng Ling suddenly raised his hand and poked a certain acupuncture point on his waist with his finger.

The difference between Feng Ling and other people in the base is that there are also various tactics in the matter of close combat. Other men are the most impatient to learn the acupuncture points of the human body to find the enemy's weakness, but only Feng Ling will fight in the base. This unpopular course she has learned is very comprehensive. The place where she is poking her finger now is a numb acupuncture point on his waist. As long as she exerts a little more force, he will feel tingling on half of his body in an instant. My body would be in pain and numb for several days, and I couldn't even hold the gun steadily.

When the man looked at her while kissing, Feng Ling also looked at him with warning eyes, until the man closed his eyes and entangled her lips for a few seconds, and finally let her go , the moment the man took a step back, Feng Ling quickly raised his hand and wiped his almost red and swollen lips fiercely. Without saying anything, he stopped looking at him, turned around and walked quickly again. Go back to the women's bathroom.

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 moving a lot lately, seems to be particularly disobedient, especially when Feng Ling is wearing women's clothing.

He restrained his mind and walked in. There was no one else in the women's bathroom at the moment. Feng Ling went in and opened a partition door inside, motioning him to see the people inside.

Li Nanheng glanced at Proan, who was unconscious and collapsed by the toilet, and he didn't need to guess that it was Feng Ling's masterpiece: "It's okay to wipe out their brains in such a short period of time."

Feng Ling glanced at the person who fell inside, and said calmly: "It's because he was clever but was mistaken by his cleverness. He has always doubted me, thinking that he can kill me if he comes out with me, maybe because I look like a weak person with no skills. woman, he dared to confront me alone."

Speaking of this, Feng Ling said again: "His skills are indeed very scumbag. When I learned that his skills were average, I thought I could hit him a few times, but I didn't expect him to be so scumbag. After all, he was also a group of terrorists." A brain truster, and at least a conspirator planning to attack all parts of New York,

What a disappointment. "

Li Nanheng sneered: "Do you think that all military advisers 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 in the base, he had only heard of his name and not seen him. He only knew that he had frequent contacts with Boss Li and the XI base, and there were many decisions in the base and plans to retreat from the enemy. , this Mr. Mo helped a lot secretly. I heard from Ah K that this Mr. Mo is between black and white, but his hands are clean and he never touches human life. He is a close friend of Boss Li. The Mo family has a strong background. This Mo Although Mr. is young, he has a lot of influence in the American business world and between black and white. Even in the underground arms and fire trading circles in the United States, many mafioso bid hundreds of millions just to buy his head.

Although I have never seen it before, but I have heard this name for so many years in the base, and I instinctively feel awe of Mr. Mo in my heart.

Ah K and the others described that Mr. Mo as the think tank of the XI base and the big boss behind the scenes.

So Feng Ling also instinctively respected the word "brain tank".

But I didn't expect that Proan, known as the think tank of terrorists, would be so good...

What an insult to the word.

"The group of terrorists we are dealing with is not integrated with the largest terrorist sub-group at present. The real manipulators behind the subgroups looked down on them and kicked them out. They came out to do things alone to make a living. It's not that dangerous, as long as it's handled properly, it's still easy to catch them all."

As Li Nanheng's voice fell, Feng Ling touched the gun hidden in his skirt, and said in a low voice: "I took his gun away just now, and I should sneak into the box later to continue Find out, do I have this gun with me or..."

"Did they search you before you went in?"

"Searched."

"Then take it with you. By the time they remember to search again, our people have already entered smoothly. There will be no problem. You should keep your self-defense first."

"good."

After closing the partition door in the bathroom, Feng Ling adjusted the skirt on his body, and pulled up the shoulder strap that Li Nanheng had just pulled off, without looking at the man next to him.

The two even seemed to have an instant tacit understanding without saying a word about the kiss just now, as if nothing had happened.

Before walking out of the bathroom, Feng Ling asked: "Boss, didn't you agree that you and the brothers in the base would wait outside for my signal before coming in to help? It would be very dangerous for you to venture in like this, if someone finds out. , After all, I disguised myself as a woman, so the chances of being discovered are lower, but you are so reckless..."

Feng Ling actually wanted to ask him if he came in suddenly because he was worried about her being there alone.

But the next words were swallowed into her throat by herself, and she didn't 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 made room for her to go out smoothly. The moment Feng Ling passed by, he glanced at her ear , as if casually said: "Your ears are red again."

Feng Ling: "..."

She walked away quickly with no expression on her face, 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, picked up his mobile phone and called the little bartender hiding in the bar: "I'm in the bathroom, immediately send the clothes I prepared in advance to you." come over."

"yes."

As an informant arranged by the XI base, the bartender was very efficient. Because Feng Ling joined suddenly, in order to protect Feng Ling's safety, the plan changed. Fortunately, Boss Li called him in advance and asked him to prepare things. The bartender Come quickly with clothes.