Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Feng Ling was full of excitement and was struggling to struggle, but the man's hands were not too presumptuous. The moment she stroked her chest, it seemed too real that the pair of silica gel she had stuffed in it was too real ... ...

Before the man had enough time to taste, he was bitten by the action of Feng Ling's biting bite. He paused, staring deeply at the "girl" who was imprisoned in front of him, thinking for a moment. If he is not a woman, but really a woman, how good it is, then, whether she is under 18 years of age or whether she is an adult, he must be engraved with his own seal to become his woman. !!

However, this unrealistic idea has just come into his mind, Feng Ling suddenly raised his hand and poked directly with a finger on a certain acupoint on his waist.

What makes Feng Ling different from other people in the base is that there are various tactics in this kind of melee combat. Other men have the least patience to learn the body points to find the enemy's weakness. This up-and-coming course is very comprehensive. The position where her finger is now piercing is a painful acupoint on his waist. As long as she pushes harder, he will have a tingling sensation in half of his body. If he tries harder, he may The body will be sore for several days, and even the gun is unstable.

When the man looked at her while kissing, Feng Ling also looked at him with warning in his eyes, until the man closed his eyes and closed her eyes for a few seconds, and finally let go of her. At the moment when the man stepped back, Feng Ling quickly raised his hand and rubbed it on his almost red and swollen lips. He said nothing, stopped looking at him, turned and walked quickly again. Back to the women's bathroom.

The task matters.

Li Nanheng glanced at his lower body, stood still with a cold face, and exhaled slowly with Feng Ling's unclear way.

His little brother, who has been moving a lot recently, seems particularly disobedient, especially when Feng Ling wears women's clothing.

He grabbed his mind and walked in. There was no one else in the women's bathroom at the moment. Feng Ling walked in and opened a door in it, motioning him to see the people inside.

Li Nanheng glanced at Proun, who was lying unconscious on the side of the toilet, without knowing it was Feng Ling's masterpiece: "It's okay to drain their brains in such a short time."

Feng Ling glanced at the person who fell inside, and said indifferently: "It is he who is clever but misunderstood. He has always doubted me, thinking that following me will kill me, probably because I look like a weak and weak man. Woman, he dared to confront me alone. "

Speaking of this, Feng Ling said: "His skill is really scum. When I learned that his stats are normal, I thought how could I take a few hits. I didn't expect it to be so scum, anyway, it is also these terrorists. Anyway, it ’s a disappointment that I am also a conspirator who is planning to attack all over New York. "

Li Nanheng sneered: "Do you think that all the think tanks in the world can be as difficult as Mo Jingshen?"

Feng Ling's impression of Mr. Mo is not particularly deep, and he has only heard of his name in the base for many years. He only knows that he has frequent contacts with Li Boss and the XI base, and many decisions and retreat plans in the base. This Mr. Mo helped a lot in secret. He heard A said that this Mr. Mo was between black and white and his hands were clean. He never touched his life. He is a close friend of the oldest boss. His background is strong. Although he is young, he has a lot of influence between the American business community and black and white, and even in the U.S. underground army and fire trading world, many mafia bids for hundreds of millions of dollars just want to buy him one item.

Although I haven't seen it, I have heard this name in the base for so many years, and instinctively, I am full of awe for Mr. Mo.

A.K. They used the think tank of the XI base and the big boss behind the scenes to describe the Mr. Mo.

So Feng Ling instinctively awed with the two words of the think tank.

But did not expect this dish called Proan, terror, sub-brain ...

It really insults those two words.

"The terror sub-groups we are dealing with are not the same as the largest terror sub-groups at present. They are just a small part of the side branches, and they have no courage. In short, they are terror. The real controllers behind the sub-groups despise them and take them out. They work alone to make a living, compared with those who kill unclean terrors. It's not that dangerous, as long as it's handled properly, it's still very easy to hit it all. "

With Li Nanheng's voice falling, Feng Ling touched the gun hidden in her skirt and whispered, "I just grabbed his gun, and I will mix it in the box later. Inquire, should I take this gun with me or ... "

"Did they search before you entered?"

"Searched."

"Then take it, when they remember to search again, our people have come in smoothly. There will be no problems. You should keep yourself safe."

"it is good."

After closing the door in the bathroom, Feng Ling tidy up her skirt, and tore up the strap that had just been dragged down by Li Nanheng, without looking at the man next to her.

The two seemed to be tacitly aware of the kiss just now, as if nothing had happened.

Before leaving the bathroom, Feng Ling asked: "Boss, don't you say that you and the brothers in the base are waiting outside for my signal to come in to support you? If you venture in like this, it will be dangerous if you are found. After all, I ’m dressed as a woman, and I ’m less likely to be found, but you ’re so risky ... ”

Feng Ling actually wanted to ask him if he didn't rest assured that she was alone, so he just came in suddenly.

But the next words were swallowed into her throat, and she didn't continue to ask.

Li Nanheng knew what she wanted to ask, instead of answering her words, but when she walked to the door, she made some sideways to let her go out smoothly. At the moment Feng Ling passed by, he glanced at her ear. As if to say something inadvertently: "Your ears are red again."

Feng Ling: "..."

She walked away without a expression and walked in the direction of the box.

After Feng Ling left, Li Nanheng silently looked at the dark direction at the far end of the corridor for a while, picked up his mobile phone and called the young bartender hiding in the bar: "I'm in the bathroom and immediately send the clothes I have prepared in advance. come."

"Yes."

The little bartender was an informant who arranged to come in the XI base, and the work efficiency was very fast. Because Feng Ling suddenly joined, in order to protect the safety of Feng Ling, the plan changed. Fortunately, the boss greeted him in advance to let him prepare things. Come quickly with your clothes.