Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 847 - The Story of Ling and Heng (110)

Chapter 847: The Story of Ling and Heng (110)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
It was dark in the private room. All of the lights were concentrated on Li Nanheng’s position.
Feng Ling stood in the darkness.
No one was aware that, in that instant, one of their comrades had died in Feng Ling’s hands.
The short man did not even have the opportunity to scream; his throat had already been slit open. He widened his eyes and tried to scream for help, but it was impossible for him to make a sound. He stared at her for ten full seconds. Due to the numb, painful sensation in his back, he did not even have the strength to tug at his nearby comrade. Silently, he stopped breathing and collapsed.
The instant he fell, Feng Ling reached out and supported him firmly. She was mindless of the blood staining her skirt as she held the short man who was no longer alive up against herself. Without drawing any suspicion, she brought the blade to his back and cut open his clothes. She slowly cut the wire attached to the explosive on him. She then broke the explosive tube that would lead to an explosion the moment it was triggered.
After settling this, she gradually shifted her gaze back to the bartender standing by the doorside.
The bartender met her eyes and abruptly took a step backward. More than ten pairs of eyes immediately shifted onto him. As his back was revealed to the people outside the door, the music outside suddenly returned.
“It seems like the power in the lounge is already restored,” the bartender spoke impatiently. “Hurry up and replace the wires, don’t waste anymore time!”
Everything was still proceeding silently. However, the two men closest to Feng Ling had already noticed the scent of blood in the air.
“There’s blood!”
“Whose blood is it?”
Abruptly, they both turned their phone lights onto Feng Ling.
The moment the clear blood stains on Feng Ling’s white dress was revealed, she became everyone’s target. David instantly brought his gun out of his pocket and placed his finger firmly on the trigger. He angled it at the young girl, whose expression remained innocent and harmless, despite the blood staining her white dress.
Just as Feng Ling drew everyone’s attention onto her, the large screen in the private room suddenly flickered. The glaring, bright red and yellow lights caused their vision to become blurred. Afterward, loud, thunderous music blasted out from the speakers.
“Be careful! It’s an ambush!” the man standing by David’s side suddenly shouted.
In that instant, Feng Ling threw the blood-covered short man who had been ‘standing’ by her side forward to block their incoming bullets. She quickly took her gun out from her dress and easily avoided the two men who had thrown themselves at her. She raised her leg and delivered a killing blow to one of the men’s neck, before raising her gun to immediately kill another two.
They never expected that such a beautiful, soft and delicate looking woman would be so nimble, ruthless, and armed with such a level of combat skill. David cursed lowly as blood filled the room, “Shit!” Abruptly, everyone charged toward Feng Ling.
It seemed like only an instant had passed. The man who was kneeling by the circuit box maintained his unhurried movements as he kept his tools away.
The men who had been surrounding him gave him a few cold glances. Their attention was mostly fixed on that young girl dressed in white. Despite the crowd chasing after her, she was able to nimbly avoid them all.
The instant their attention left him, Li Nanheng pressed a red button inside the circuit box. The hallway outside immediately fell into darkness, while the lights in the private room seemed to intensify, flickering between red and yellow even more rapidly. Loud police sirens filled their ears, thunderous to the point where the men outside hiding in ambush could hear them.
The bright lights and loud siren caused the men in the private room to become flustered. One of them shouted, “Shit—.” But before he could even finish, a harsh blow slammed against his head. He immediately collapsed, blood dripping out of his head.
Li Nanheng knocked down the man closest to him and immediately grabbed the wrist of another. He tugged it with force, breaking it firmly. As he took hold of the man’s gun, he bent down to avoid a bullet. He then raised his other arm and slammed his elbow harshly into the man’s abdomen. He caught the shoulder of another man who had charged forward at him and threw him aside with ease. The man slammed against several others who had been running toward Li Nanheng.
“Catch it!” Li Nanheng brought his gun out from his clothes and threw the one he had just obtained toward the entrance of the private room.
The bartender who had been ‘trembling’ immediately caught the gun with nimble hands. He instantly fired, killing the men who were about to come and block the door. He then quickly entered the room to help Feng Ling, who had been surrounded by a large group.
Although Li Nanheng and the bartender had diverted a large part of their attention, the group of men surrounding Feng Ling were relentless. David, especially, could not believe he had been tricked by a girl. The rage had taken over his mind. As a terrorist, he was unafraid of death. Thus, he was mindless of everything else as he targeted her.
The police siren kept ringing, causing the terrorists’ hearts to become unsettled. At XI Base, the members had received the training to work with bright lights. Feng Ling was thus completely unaffected by the ear-piercing noise and glaring, flickering lights. She watched the men who had grown flustered and smiled coldly, firing a shot at one of the grunt’s abdomen. She took advantage of the moment and charged forward to grab his hair, slamming his head forward into a kick his comrade was about to deliver. She then raised her hand to fire several successive shots.
However, those shots were all avoided. She quickly shifted away and was eventually backed up against the wall, surrounded by those men.
Li Nanheng and the bartender had settled the seven to eight men at the back. After glancing at Feng Ling, Li Nanheng immediately took large, quick steps to approach her. He caught one man and directly shoved him aside, firing successive shots with his gun. As the elites of XI Base charged in through the door, he remained one step ahead of them as he forced the crowd aside to bring Feng Ling, who had been backed into the corner, into his arms.
Feng Ling was watching as the gun in David’s hand aimed accurately at her head when she was abruptly tugged forward by Li Nanheng. Her body spun around without her control and her head instinctively leaned into his arms. The noise of a bullet brushing against flesh filled her ears, before the bullet slammed past her. A small lock of her hair uncovered by her wig fluttered with the movement.
She rushed to raise her head, staring at the man who had protected her: “Boss… are you injured?”