Chapter 751 - The Story of Ling and Heng (14) (2/2)

“The light in Boss’s room seemed to be on all the time last night. Had he been up all night?”

“How’s that? Did he lose sleep?”

Yes, he lost sleep.

Nanheng thought he had been hanging out with the men at the base too long, so he became exceptionally sensitive to a woman who he just met once.

He just saw her breasts in the sauna room of the orphanage six months ago, which were still not well developed and like a pair of small buns. It was just a teenage girl barging in, but he couldn’t forget her even now. He didn’t know whether it was because of the pair of little white buns or the guy who dared to burn electric wires in the bushes, spend the night in the woods, and provoke him with that signal.

But as soon as he closed his eyes and fell asleep that night, the scene that he tore off her sleeves in the sauna room haunted his mind. The point was that in his dream, that girl’s face would suddenly become Feng Ling’s expressionless face that actually went well with that body. Both the face and the body were delicate and tender…

Because of the eerie dream of piecing together the head and body of two different people, he woke with a start and had a sleepless night until dawn before he managed to sleep for another hour.

He woke up in the morning and his face was black as if he had been splashed a can of Swedish herring in the face and no one dared to look straight at him.

Nanheng came out of training camp in a black uniform with a close-fitting black T-shirt inside and his short, neat hair looked cocky and lazy in this casual, somewhat sleepy state. Seeing him show up, everyone else instantly silenced and dared not to say anything.

“Boss, you didn’t sleep well last night?” Han Jin, the assistant drillmaster of Team One followed him and asked.

Nanheng didn’t answer him but coldly glanced at the members in the training camp behind. He casually lit a cigarette into his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and asked coldly, “Has the boy come?”

“You mean Feng Ling? He arrived an hour ago. He said he would be here this morning and he did it on time. In the morning when we were just ready for training, he came in. He has followed others to run a few laps and now is learning to do other trainings,” Han Jin answered truthfully.

It seemed that he was a person of his word.

But shit, why did he keep dreaming of that brat at night?

Nanheng’s face darkened. “Although the boy named Feng Ling is still a kid, he is a newbie. I think he doesn’t know how to fight except attacking fiercely and quickly. Give him high-intensity training. If he can’t keep up with others, make him practice overnight. If he doesn’t do anything up to par, hit him with a stick, regardless of whether he’s new or not.”

Han Jin pondered and said carefully, “I can see that he hasn’t received any professional training, but he has a quick mind and learns really quickly. With a little help, his movements can be very standard. He’s only been here for an hour but had learned a few moves very well, and he had a good command of his strength. I don’t feel the need to use a stick on him.”

With a cigarette in his mouth, Nanheng suddenly turned his eyes to Han Jin with a straight face.

Seeing the flames in Boss’s eyes, Han Jin understood in an instant.

“Ok, I got it. I’ll give him the most intense training. If he can’t pass it, I will beat the hell out of him with a stick. Otherwise, you can remove me from my post.”

Hearing the satisfactory reply, Nanheng puffed out a smoke ring and went away with a cold face.