Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1210: The Story of Ling and Heng (473)

Feng Ling knew that she just had a narrow escape, but she didn't know how anxious Li Nanheng was when he saw that scene. She only saw Li Nanheng hit that car like crazy.

There was no airbag in his car now.

She shouted at him, "Stop, Li Nanheng, stop!"

But Li Nanheng hit that car several more times, denting the front of the SUV that had been reinforced. He kept hitting that car precisely and harshly.

The black Hummer finally stopped, and Feng Ling rushed to the door of the car. Li Nanheng walked out of the severely deformed car door, grabbed Feng Ling over, panted, held her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"Li Nanheng, are you crazy…" Feng Ling clutched the clothes on his waist. Thinking of the scene just now, her eyes were a little red. "The airbag in your car is gone. You will be injured! Do you think you are made of iron…"

Li Nanheng hugged her tightly as if to make sure she was still in his arms. After a while, his breathing subsided gradually and he kissed gently on the side of her neck. "Why don't you rest in the room? Why did you come out? You are usually vigilant. What happened just now?"

Feng Ling wanted to tell him about the text message, and then she remembered that drunkard. She turned her eyes, only to see that the drunkard was quietly moving out from the back of a row of cars.

Her hand suddenly touched the blood on the back of Li Nanheng's hand. He must have injured himself when he was cutting the airbag. She took a deep breath, took out a gun from her waist, and shot the leg of that drunkard.

If it weren't for the rule of the base that no member shall kill any civilian and she wanted to know who made this drunkard do this, she would have shot him in the head.

He was obviously in the same group as the man in the car who looked more dead than alive!

Being shot in the ankle, the drunkard fell to the ground with a painful scream. He dragged his injured leg and was struggling to crawl outwards. Feng Ling shot the sign in front of him, which fell and blocked his way.

She turned her eyes to the SUV and saw a middle-aged man she had never seen sitting on the driving seat who was bleeding and looked like he was dying.

Li Nanheng just wanted to kill him just now.

"Let's talk about it later." Feng Ling said as she withdrew her gaze, looked down at Li Nanheng's still bleeding hand, and then looked at him up and down. "Do you have another injury besides the hand?"

The man's face turned pale. Obviously, he was injured by the impact force just now.

"It's okay." The man said hoarsely and clenched her hand. No matter how seriously he was injured, it was more important that she was unharmed.

There was a large hospital nearby. After calling 911, the police and doctors arrived immediately.

This was an obvious act of murder and they could just turn to the police for help. The surveillance camera in the underground parking lot could clearly show what had happened and the police would investigate the truth of the whole matter.

When the man in the SUV was taken out, he was covered in blood and didn't move at all. Thinking of the scene where Li Nanheng kept hitting the SUV and his eyes turned bloodshot, she clenched his wrist hard and the man held her hand.

The drunkard who fell to the ground was also taken away by the police. Due to her and Li Nanheng's identity and relationship, the police didn't take them to the police station for investigation and just told them they would call them when needed.

The doctor followed them into the hotel room and gave them an examination.

In addition to the more than ten centimeters long cut on Li Nanheng's arm, there were also some small cuts and scratches on his forehead and back of the hand. At that time, the force of the impact was too strong, so the car windows were broken and the broken glass jumped into his flesh. Although Li Nanheng was very strong, he was still a human. He also had a slight concussion, but it was not particularly serious. He just needed to rest for a few days.

The doctor carefully took out the glass fragments in his flesh, applied medicine on his wounds, and left some gauze and some anti-inflammatory drugs. After making sure that Li Nanheng had no other serious problems, he left.

After the doctor left, Feng Ling washed the towel that had just been stained red with blood and wiped Li Nanheng's face with it.

When wiping his face, she carefully avoided the wounds on his forehead. Looking at the wounds on his body and then thinking of the scene when he hit the car like crazy, she felt a pain in her heart. She seemed to have felt this feeling before.

Yes, she had this feeling the day when she heard that Li Nanheng was married. Her heart was so painful that it almost went numb, but she didn't even have the strength to cry in pain.

Feng Ling was still wiping his face, and when it reached his neck, Li Nanheng suddenly raised his hand and held her hand.

"Don't move," Feng Ling ordered in a low voice.

Li Nanheng grunted, closed his eyes, and put his head on the pillow, but still held her hand, and he even crossed his fingers with hers.

But Feng Ling was still frightened and could not calm down. She was thinking what Li Nanheng was thinking back then! Was he too angry or too scared? Why did he suddenly go crazy? It was because of her. She knew it.

It was just because she knew that she was shocked.