Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Before it was dark, Nanheng was already in the training ground alone.

That was probably because he had nowhere to vent the anger that he got from the Li family and wanted to find someone to fight with, or because he wanted to see the true face of that ‘boy’.

In short, anyway, in the eyes of many members of the base, their boss, who didn’t seem to care about anything normally, had actually taken the initiative to go to the training ground today for a newbie from nowhere.

The point was that Boss was waiting for him.

“Hasn’t he come yet?” Nanheng caught glimpse of K passing by and asked.

K paused and didn’t expect that Boss would speak to him. He immediately stopped his steps and answered, “I just went to fetch something from my drillmaster. Feng Ling took a bath and changed for the fight with you. Haha, life needs a sense of ritual. I have a feeling that he takes this fight with you very seriously and he probably has been prepared!”

However, despite what K said, she did not appear even when it was dark.

The face of Nanheng who had been waiting for more than half an hour on the training ground had turned freezing cold.

The members of the base around couldn’t help sighing in their hearts what a daredevil this boy was. He even dared to stand Boss up…

Li Nanheng looked a bit crossly, but he didn’t have anything else to do tonight, so he wasn’t in a hurry. He chose several members present to fight with him, who soon lay on their faces and cried for mercy. Their drillmasters wouldn’t strike them so hard when training them. After all, many of them were still newbies and needed more combat training and basic training. It would take at least seven or eight years to train them.

But Nanheng clearly had no intention of pulling his punches. The young members knew this result when they were called to the training ground, but didn’t expect that they would end up being beaten lying on fours.

Looking at these weak newbies, Nanheng remained a straight face. He didn’t beat them again but glanced at the darkening sky.

Was Boss… still waiting for that boy?

What the hell was that boy’s identity?

They couldn’t help looking at K.

But K looks surprised too.

Finally, in the darkness, a thin black figure came over in the cold moonlight. Walking onto the training ground, Feng Ling looked at the newbies still rolling on the ground and at the man who seemed to silently give a signal that ‘Don’t mess with me’.

She had been waiting for her hair to dry after the shower. This place was full of men and didn’t even have a hairdryer. Even if there was one, she didn’t know how to use it, because she hadn’t ever used a hairdryer.

Now the wind was blowing through her soft black hair, and the boy’s androgynous profile was exposed in the moonlight, and her black uniform, though slightly large for her, was very suitable for her. She was only eighteen years old but looked unspeakably seductive and charming.

“God, I didn’t look at him carefully in the afternoon. The boy you brought is pretty handsome!”

“Are you sure he is a man? Look at his fair, tender skin. Is he actually a girl?”

Hearing ‘girl,’ Feng Ling stared at the speaker. She remained deadpan and said coldly, “Girl? I’m just thin. Do you want to try my fists?”

Hearing he said that he was only eighteen and challenged him, the man who had stayed at the base for three years like K, thought that this brat would be a piece of cake for him, so he immediately accepted his challenge.

Nanheng didn’t speak but let them fight.

However, when he jumped up to Feng Ling, he couldn’t even last a single round, let alone three rounds. In the blink of an eye, before the others saw Feng Ling’s movements clearly, the man had been knocked out and stepped on the ground by Feng Ling. But this was not a real battle, so she didn’t wound him but just made him ache. She withdrew her foot and took a step back, saying, “Wanna continue? You can’t even beat a ‘girl,’ huh?”

The man turned purple in anger but still surrendered. After all, this boy moved surprisingly quickly. With some self-mocking words, he escaped away in the other members’ laughter.

K secretly gave her a thumb-up and turned to boast to other members how Feng Ling saved him that day. The other men were startled at his story, not expecting this boy was so awesome, but he did move surprisingly quickly just now.

Feng Ling’s speed, an instinct developed when she was a child and lived with a pack of wolves, was a speed that some people couldn’t achieve even after decades of training, and it was the key for her to defeat other by surprise although she hadn’t received any formal training.

Nanheng watched her fight and remained silent. She looked at him. In the cold moonlight, it was the first time that she had seen his face clearly since the night in the sauna room, when, though she had vaguely seen it, she couldn’t see it clearly through the moisture, let alone that she covered her face with a towel at that time.

This man had dark, deep, and charming eyes and his features were delicate yet masculine. He looked at her coolly as if he could see through her.

“Not bad.” He looked solemn, his tone was emotionless and his cold face was deadpan.

Feng Ling glanced at him and smiled but the smile didn’t spread to her eyes. “What? The legendary Boss Li is scared? Are you afraid of losing face in front of you men?”

When Nanheng heard her words, his cold, dark eyes suddenly burnt with a frightening cold flame.

The men around couldn’t help holding their breaths and dared not make any sound.

This lad… was really a damn daredevil.

The group of members who had planned to go back, take a shower, and sleep early for the next morning’s training all decided to stay here, watching how this boy was killed by their boss.

It was way more interesting to watch this brat provoking Boss Li than to watch other brothers falling on their faces into the mud in training.

However, when they wondered what Boss would say or do, Nanheng suddenly launched his attack. Feng Ling reacted very quickly, ducked his attack, and struck back. However, Feng Ling didn’t notice the gleam of cunnies in his eyes and he suddenly shifted his attacks from her lower body to her upper one. Before she noticed, he had slapped on her chest…