Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Fattie watched at the group of men who became wounded and lost their lives and could not resist cackling: “Fuck, who told you to chase after your grandfather! A group of rubbish!”

“To think that greed has its benefits as well. The cavity that we spent so long digging actually helped us.” Da Bin smiled as well. He patted Fattie on the back. “Did you hear that? Boss said he would reward you with eleven pounds of meat. In this painfully cold place, eleven pounds of meat is even more valuable than eleven pounds of gold!”

Fattie grinned cheekily and turned to Li Nanheng: “Boss, you have to keep your word!”

Li Nanheng eyed him and smiled coldly. He returned his gun to his waist belt: “There are still a group of men waiting to be dealt with on the mountain. I’ll reward you after those are settled.”

“Yes!” Fattie stamped his feet in excitement, laughing: “Fuck, this group of idiots. They really charged in without thinking. They truly underestimated the ability of a foodie. To think that I managed to dig a hole in this layer of ice that has been untouched for several hundred years. Hahahaha, I told you this Fattie is capable. I’m good at eating too, hahahaha…”

Feng Ling watched Fattie’s pleased appearance and shook her head with a smile.

Although Feng Ling did not mention it, Fattie and Da Bin immediately recalled the way their Boss had fired his gun with his left hand earlier. They immediately exclaimed: “Oh yes, Boss, to think that you managed to use a gun so well with your left hand! You’re too amazing!”

Li Nanheng was unmoved. “After I came back to the base, I practiced at night while everyone was asleep. Two hours per night for three years, just like your training.”

“And so, Boss, you’re reminding us that you also endured a long period a difficult training, right? As expected, a genius isn’t born a genius, but made into one through hard work…” Fattie appeared as though he had just swallowed a bowl of wisdom. His expression was filled with admiration.

“Why wouldn’t Boss Li have to practice hard? Although Boss Li came from the Li family, I heard that his elders had tossed him here for him to fend for himself. At the time, Boss must have been really young; even younger than Feng Ling when she entered our base,” Da Bin spoke.

Li Nanheng did not pay them any mind. He only turned to glance at Feng Ling, saying mildly: “Don’t worry. I didn’t use my right hand.”

Feng Ling finally then shifted her gaze away. However, she remained silent.

Although Feng Ling did not speak, her concerned gaze had been clear the whole time. Li Nanheng lifted one corner of his lip and headed for the other path back up the mountain: “Let’s go. We’re heading back to settle the rest of the men.”

They originally thought they would remain here for a long, intense battle. They had even made the mental preparation to meet their possible demise. Who would have thought that the ice cavity would resolve a large portion of their problem? In a short amount of time, they were able to quickly resolve this…

Fattie whistled as he walked ahead. Da Bin walked by his side, listening as Fattie tooted his own horn, boasting about how he had seen this coming. His lips twitched heavily as he heard this and he really could not muster any energy to respond.

As the two men ahead were a distance away, Li Nanheng abruptly paused and shoved Feng Ling, who was right by his side, a distance away.

Feng Ling stumbled backward in surprise. The instant she landed on the ground, a bullet brush past her neck. Although it was only a surface wound, she immediately felt a burning pain from the area. She spun her head around to look behind her.

To her disbelief, there were actually two men who only suffered abdominal wounds and were pretending to be dead. They had ambushed them right when they finally dropped their guard.

Li Nanheng saw the two men moving and could not wait for Feng Ling to react. He immediately turned and began the combat.

Feng Ling raised her hand to touch her neck. A thin layer of blood seeped out of the wound. Upon seeing the red on her fingers, she stood up and charged ahead with a cold expression.

Hearing the noise, Da Bin and Fattie turned around with an ‘eh?’. When they saw the situation, they immediately cursed and charged back.

However, at this moment, several other men charged out and successfully held them back.

Feng Ling had caught up to Li Nanheng, but the men dressed in black were able to move quickly despite their wounds. One of them abruptly threw himself forward and blocked Feng Ling’s path.

Feng Ling fought the man and from the corner of her eyes, she saw that Li Nanheng was chasing after the fastest man in the group.

No matter how capable he was, his right hand was currently his weakness. If the enemy noticed this, things would be bad…

Feng Ling quickly avoided the bullets fired at her and slammed her feet toward the snow to blind her enemy. She then fired back a bullet; however, the enemy successfully avoided it.

On the other side, Li Nanheng saw that his opponent was not only skilled in combat but had clearly been professionally trained in ambush. After trading a few blows, the man in black immediately began targetting his right hand. When Li Nanheng shifted his right hand away, he immediately fired a shot at his left hand and caused his gun to fly out of his grip.

Li Nanheng knew that he barely had any bullets left and there was no point in picking his gun up. He pretended to shift two steps back and when his opponent fired towards him once more, he slammed his feet against the gun, sending it flying forward.

The gun smashed heavily against the man’s face. The instant he closed his eyes from the pain, Li Nanheng charged forward and sent a heavy blow against his abdomen. Before the man could fire back, he raised his head and slammed heavily against his chin. He gripped the man’s wrist with force and snatched away his gun. Li Nanheng then chuckled coldly and watched him with an icy, mocking look as though to say, ‘Brother, I understand how you feel.’

Based on the weight of his gun, it was clear that he was also almost out of bullets.

Seeing his gaze, the opponent became flustered with anger. The two men stood unarmed on the frozen river. They immediately began trading blows with their limbs. Li Nanheng’s skills were harsh and accurate, making it impossible for his opponent to avoid him. However, after experiencing a loss earlier, the enemy now knew what to do. He backed away and intentionally stepped on a layer of ice that had been melted by the blood. He then slid backward heavily, grabbing Li Nanheng’s fist and throwing him back.

Li Nanheng’s gaze turned cold. He grabbed hold of the man’s collar tightly and the two immediately rolled toward the ice cavity.

“Boss—” Feng Ling kicked aside the man in front of her and turned to see that Li Nanheng and his opponent were rolling toward the cavity. In a blink of an eye, the two had fallen in.

Feng Ling’s heart slammed against her chest. She turned back and immediately left a bullet in her opponent’s head. She then spun around and charged forward—