Chapter 852 - The Story of Ling and Heng (115) (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The car was red and hadn’t been seen in the base before, and it didn’t seem to belong to the base from its model.

She only glanced at it and didn’t pay much attention before she picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

But several base members who were having lunch were talking in a low voice, “Is Doctor Wen’s sister here again?”

Then they tittered at the car that had gone away and exchanged a look with one another.

Feng Ling glanced at them.

Dr. Wen was a resident doctor in the base’s infirmary. The last time she passed out, it was Dr. Wen who examined her leg. He was a gentle-looking doctor in his thirties. No ordinary people could work in the base. It was said that Dr. Wen’s family had some connections in the US military. She rarely went to the infirmary and the base members didn’t like gossip much, so she didn’t know much about him.

Feng Ling lowered her head to concentrate on eating because she had a hunch that such intensive training would not stop in the short term.

She left the canteen after lunch. Feeling no changes in the base because of Doctor Wen’s sister’s visit, she returned to the training ground.

There wasn’t much training this afternoon, and she could return to her dormitory in two hours.

However, Feng Ling was about to go back when she was told to return to the training ground and continue the training.

Another reserve drillmaster of the sniper team called her to inform her of this, which was unknown to Qiao Fei. Feng Ling knew that her hunch was correct after receiving the call, but she didn’t quite understand when she had offended Boss Li.

When she returned to the training ground, as she expected, she saw Boss Li standing there.

The devil training she had once received popped up in her mind once again.

This time Feng Ling was mentally prepared. She stood behind the man. “Boss.”

Li Nanheng glanced back at her indifferently. “En.”

It felt as if she was saying hello to the god of death, who knew what she thought of him. He didn’t even bother to explain to her, but just said hello to her.

“Boss, I know I was in a poor condition this morning and didn’t master those new movements,” Feng Ling said a bit awkwardly. “Thank you for taking the time to train me alone, Boss.”

Li Nanheng remained expressionless and just grunted a response. “En.” Then he turned and gave her the space in the middle of the training ground.

When he turned around again, he glanced at her clothes that had not been changed.