Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 844: The Story of Ling and Heng (107)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Feng Ling immediately became flustered. She rushed to struggle against him. The man did not go too far with his exploration. As he gently caressed past her chest once, he could not help but notice that the sensation of silicone breast implants she had stuffed into her clothes were far too real… this sensation was really too…

Before the man could carefully examine the sensation, Feng Ling bit down harshly against his lips. He faltered, staring deeply at the "young girl" trapped in his arms. He could not help but think, how wonderful would it be if he was actually a girl, and not a boy dressed as a girl. If that was the case, even if she was still young, he would place his mark on her immediately and make her his woman!

The unrealistic hopes had only just appeared in his mind when Feng Ling abruptly raised her hand and dug her fingers into an acupuncture point on his waist.

Unlike the other members of the base, Feng Ling had the patience to fully master the most detailed aspects of close combat, including the various acupuncture points on a person's body. Feng Ling was the only one who was well-rounded in this aspect. Right now, her fingers were attacking an acupuncture spot that caused a painful numb sensation. So long as she increased the force slightly, he would instantly experience a sharp pain in his lower body. If she used even more force, his lower body would be numb for several days. It would be impossible for him to even hold a gun firmly.

The man watched her as he kissed her. Feng Ling's gaze was full of warning as she stared at him down. Finally, the man shut his eyes. He kept their lips in a light kiss for several more seconds before releasing her. The instant the man backed away, Feng Ling rubbed harshly against her reddened, swollen lips. She did not say anything nor did she look at him. She turned and quickly entered the women's restroom.

The mission was more important right now.

Li Nanheng glanced at his lower body. He stood in his position with a cold expression. Feng Ling vaguely heard him releasing a long, slow breath.

Recently, his lower body was especially disobedient; this was especially so when Feng Ling was dressed as a woman.

He restrained his mind and entered the female restroom. At this moment, there was no one else inside. Feng Ling opened one of the cubicle doors and indicated for him to look inside.

Li Nanheng glanced at Paul, who was unconscious and leaning against the toilet bowl. He immediately understood that this was a result of Feng Ling's actions: "You knocked out their brains in such a short amount of time; not bad."

Feng Ling glanced inside, speaking calmly: "His astute mind worked against him in this case. He kept suspecting me and he assumed he would be able to kill me by following me out. Perhaps it's because I look like a weak woman with no training; he dared to face me one on one in close combat."

Feng Ling then added: "His ability is really weak. Previously, when I heard that his combat abilities are ordinary, I thought I would at least be able to trade blows with him for a while. To think that he is really so poor. He is at least the brains behind these terrorists; the man who came up with the attacks on New York. I'm really disappointed."

Li Nanheng smiled coldly: "Did you think that all advisors are as difficult to deal with as Mo Jingshen?"

Feng Ling wasn't particularly familiar with Mr. Mo. In fact, through her years in the base, she had never met him. She only knew that he often interacted with Boss Li and XI Base. He had surreptitiously contributed to a lot of the strategies and schemes the base had employed. According to K, Mr. Mo interacted with both the underworld and proper society, yet his hands were clean and he had never taken any lives. He was Boss Li's close friend. The Mo family's background was extremely strong. Although Mr. Mo was young, he had great influence in both the business world and underworld in America. He even interacted with America's underground arms society. Many gangs offered hundreds of billions just to have his head brought to them.

Although she had never met him, she had heard mentions of him during her years in the base. In her heart, she had already developed respect for Mr. Mo.

K and the rest had described him as XI Base's advisor and their Big Boss who remained behind the scenes.

Thus, Feng Ling began to also retain respect and admiration for the word 'advisor.'

However, she never expected that this Paul, who was the terrorist's advisor would be so weak…

He really brought disgrace to the world 'advisor.'

"This group of terrorists we are dealing with right now have yet to merge with the largest terrorist group. They are but a small subgroup. They have the courage but not the abilities. To put it simply, the true mastermind behind the terrorist group looked down on them and kicked them out. They are acting on their own right now. Compared to those dirty terrorists who engage in murder, arson and all sorts of dirty acts, these group of people aren't as dangerous. As long as we act appropriately, it's easy to take them out once and for all."

Following Li Nanheng's words, Feng Ling touched the gun hidden in her skirt. She spoke softly: "Earlier, I snatched his gun over. Later, I'll continue listening in the private room. Should I bring the gun with me or…"

"Did they search your body before you went in earlier?"

"They did."

"Then bring it with you. By the time they think to do it again, our people would have infiltrated in. There are no problems to worry about. Bring it with you to protect yourself."

"All right."

After closing the restroom door, Feng Ling neatened up her skirt and tugged her dress straps back up. Her gaze did not return to the man by her side.

The two appeared in sync as they remained silent about the kiss they had shared earlier; it was as though nothing had happened.

Before they left the restroom, Feng Ling asked: "Boss, didn't we agree that you would wait with the other guys for my signal? It's really dangerous for you to take the risk to come in. I'm dressed as a woman, so the chances of me being discovered is much lower. But you…"

Feng Ling actually wanted to ask if he was worried about her being left alone, so he had suddenly come in.

However, she swallowed her remaining words back and did not continue asking.

Li Nanheng understood what she was trying to ask. He did not answer her question. As they approached the door, he shifted to the side to allow her out. As Feng Ling passed him, he glanced at her and spoke mildly: "Your ears are red again."

Feng Ling: "…"

She walked away quickly without any expression, heading toward the private room.

After Feng Ling left, Li Nanheng glanced silently at the dark end of the corridor. He picked up his phone and gave the bartender a call: "I'm in the restroom. Bring the clothes you prepared here."

"Yes, sir."

The bartender was a spy arranged by XI Base. His efficiency was good. As Feng Ling's participation was not part of the plan, in order to ensure her safety, they had made some changes to the plans. Thankfully, Boss Li informed him earlier to prepare the items. The bartender quickly brought the clothes over.