Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Feng Ling frowned coldly: “She was caught with me. Whether standing at Mr. Mo's angle or my angle as her bodyguard, the responsibility lay with me. Even if I was crushed, I had to bring her back safely! ”

“Afraid you'll be blown up and you won't find her.” Nanheng is outraged.

“Mr. Mo has the secrets of an arms dealer in his hands, and those people have always feared the pressure Mr. Mo had exerted on them, and they dared not do it easily, but season warm is different, she doesn't know those people, don't know how bloody they are, killing people without blinking is their normal, especially now that she is pregnant! ”

“Just because she's pregnant, and she can't tell what's wrong with this place with a warm IQ, she'll be more protective of herself if she has kids, and now you just rush in with an egg stone.” Nanheng Shenzhen Cold Road: “I know something happened to the season warmth, you are in a hurry than everyone else, you two have had a very good relationship after so long, but Feng Ling, remember, you are a member of the XI battle base, the guidelines in the base have you forgotten behind your head? ”

Feng Ling looked at him coldly and did not speak.

“No impulse, first rule!” Nanheng suddenly and unexpectedly kicked the past on her calf, and when Feng Ling was about to avoid, he reached out and snatched two guns from her waist, circled in his hand, and put the gun in his own waist.

“You...” Feng Ling looked at him angrily.

“Stay here and wait for me honestly. If it weren't for the minefield, I would have gone in. Why are you in such a hurry?” South Face has no expression: “I have notified the domestic. Defense and rescue and a special police reconnaissance team from the United States who were very close to Mojing. They'll be here in a helicopter shortly. Patience, huh? ”

“We have a helicopter too, I can drive in myself!” Frown frowned.

“Bullshit!” Nan Heng shouted directly at her: “How many years have these people fought our base and not been wiped out? Now they have the ability to ambush Mo Jing deeply enough to show that there is already a level one level level of level ambush here, waiting for our base people to go in, you fly in now, before waiting for you to surrender to save people, firstly shot by the people below to extinguish the fire, so many missions, always calm and prudent you, this time can't calm down? ”

Feng Ling wrapped his lips and his eyebrows were always wrinkled.

“If you can't calm down, go back to Haicheng and wait for the news. You're not needed here!” Nan Heng scolded again, confiscated her gun, ignored her and turned around and left.

Feng Ling looked at his cold and tall back shadow, suddenly one step forward, reaching out to grab the gun back, but Nan Heng was the opposite hand directly pressing her hand on his shoulder, another force threw her whole person directly upwards, Feng Ling brutally and continuously attacked him, Nan Heng only looked at her with cold face with no emotion, lifted his hand blocked, only to guard against attack.

Until at the end of the day, she clasped her wrist backwards and pulled the short-haired woman into her arms, clamping people into her arms. Feng Ling began struggling in his arms without a second. Nan Heng lowered his head and bit her hard in the neck.

“Let go of me!” Feng Ling was shocked and mute and angry.

K. and his brothers in Al-Qaeda heard voices coming over here just to see if there was anything going on, and they instantly saw the scene.

“Shit!” The two brothers decisively blocked their eyes with their hands and revealed another stitch looking over there.

K. also smoked in the corner of his mouth.

What's going on here?

Boss and Feng Ling, what's going on?

When he saw someone come, Feng Ling stamped Nanheng's foot on the back, and then bent his leg back, kicking it into his leg bone.

Nan Heng let her go in a timely fashion and avoided her attack with her legs flanked.

Feng Ling lifted his hand and rubbed it hard around his neck. He looked at him coldly. He turned his eyes to K. They said coldly: “What are you all standing there looking at?! ”

K. coughed up and saw the bite marks on Feng Ling's neck. Some of them grabbed the other two brothers and were about to leave. Feng Ling suddenly said again because their eyes seemed to understand something: “There was a snake coming, I was bitten. The boss just came to help me suck the poison out, so it's not what you see. ”

That's okay without explaining it. As soon as I explained it, a few people from AK slipped faster in an instant.

Mom, with Feng Ling's ability, don't say that she was bitten by a snake, even if it was really bitten, how could it be that a snake has climbed her neck yet to be discovered?

Which snake is capable of that?

Seeing several of them run fast, Feng Lingtieqing turned his face and looked at Nanheng, but Nanheng was stuck in a black trousers pocket with one hand, the other hand playing with the silencer gun he had taken from her, very unfriendly provoked Jun Yu.

Feng Ling closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suddenly reaching out his hand: “Give me back my gun! ”

Nan Heng grinned: “Speaking of snake bites, when you were on a mission in America, you were really bitten by a snake in the jungle. How did I help you suck the poison out, remember? ”

Feng Lingbao didn't speak in his face.

If it hadn't been for that, he wouldn't have found out about her dressing as a man.

She gave up the gun in his hand, turned around and walked away, then pulled out the dagger at his feet and threw it backwards, deeply into the land, walking away without expression.

Nan Heng glanced at the dagger that was precisely inserted on the ground beside his feet, hummed, leaned down to pick up the dagger and followed him.

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Seasonal warmth did not sleep very calmly, more suddenly in the sleep instinct shocked, while turning over, felt an unknown spine cold, opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a gunshot in a black hole, facing her head.

She was shocked, and immediately changed to a more obvious panic and sat up hastily.

The gun was pointed at her all the time, and she shrunk at the corner of the wooden bed, holding her legs dead, looking up at the owner holding the gun.

Agib's fingers held the tablet and looked at her in the shadows, questioning her in English: "Say, who sent you lurking in here? You think you can hide from the soup by knocking it over? Oh, ridiculously smart! ”

The cold muzzle, he said, directly affixed to her forehead. As soon as his thumb was gently buttoned, the warm head of the season would instantly be punched through.

Seasonwarm looked at him with a pair of blind eyes, raised his hand wrapped in white gauze, pointed to his ear, and shook his head with grief, meaning he could not hear anything.