Chapter 379 (1/2)

Su wennuan was stunned and didn't know how to react.

Just now the coach who shot at the brothers also came up and said respectfully to Ming Ling, ”Ming Shao!”

Ming Ling asked, ”what's the situation today?”

The coach reported, ”no one was hurt except the injured brother just now!”

The coach gave a serious report.

Ming Ling was also very serious, ”OK, continue training.”

”Yes, Ming Shao!” the coach returned to his post after receiving the order.

Su wennuan followed Ming Ling out of the training ground, stood outside the training ground and looked at the situation on the training ground.

Su wennuan looked at Ming Ling's expression carefully and asked, ”Ming Ling, have you often been trained like this before?”

Ming Ling glanced at her and saw the expectation in her eyes.

Ming Ling said, ”HMM...” then his eyes shifted to the training ground, and the magnetic voice slowly said, ”when I was 14 years old, my master often trained me like this. At first, he showed mercy to me, but later, he wouldn't show mercy. Because of training, I had been shot three times, in my chest, thigh and left arm.” he looked at the training ground, Talking about your past is very calm, just like talking about other people's past.

Su wennuan was shocked. God, at the age of 14, mingling was treated like this at the age of 14. Ordinary people can't stand such cruel training.

Su wennuan doesn't have to think about how much suffering Ming Ling has suffered since she was a child.

Ming Ling remembered that when he was shot in the chest again, he was unconscious on the spot. Because the bullet was very close to his lungs, he almost died. Fortunately, he was rescued at last.

That kind of devil training is really like hell.

Su wennuan looked at Ming Ling with distressed eyes and asked, ”do you blame your master...” he was so cruel to him and did not treat human life as human life.

Ming Ling shook his head, ”I don't blame him. Now think about it, I'm very grateful to him...” as he said, Ming Ling bowed his head and lost something in his eyes.

”Feeling... Thanks?” Su wennuan couldn't understand. No one would thank the man who almost killed himself.

The sound of the Ming mausoleum became magnetic, just like the time of a classic movie.

”If it hadn't been for the real and cruel training he gave me, I would have died many times at the enemy's gunpoint. People like us who come from the hail of bullets don't have agile skills, and the only thing waiting for us is death.” Ming Ling didn't understand why his master was so cruel to him when he was a child.

Later, watching his master die in front of him, he knew that reality was far crueler than training.

Su wennuan can imagine the scene of the bloody rain of knives and guns. It's like watching a gun battle film. He rolls in bullets. If he doesn't have agile skills, he will be pierced by bullets.

”Is your master all right now?” Su wennuan understood what Ming Ling meant by thanking his master. She asked again.

Ming Ling turned and looked at her. For the first time, there was regret and sadness in her eyes because of a person. ”He died when I was 18.”

”Ah?”

”He was shot in the lifeblood.” Ming Ling continued, ”at that time, he had a large team, and he left the training ground. After he died, the enemy chased his disciples everywhere. I fled to China to avoid the chase...”