Chapter 749 - The Story of Ling and Heng (12) (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

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.