The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 280 is also precisely because they want to target Mr. Mo

Nan Heng's gaze directly removed from the face of Feng Ling, and turned to sweep the season warm.

The warm season has always known that Nanheng is a simple background. A military squad that is in the United States has such a strong XI base behind it. The forces in his hands are not afraid of ordinary people. It is really deep. Untestable.

However, Nan Heng has always been good at playing with the skin for a long time. It is the first time that he saw that he did not wear shirt trousers. Instead, he wore the same black suit as Feng Ling. This black suit is very Unification, it seems that it should be the equipment of the XI base, he is still indifferent and handsome, but also because of such a black and added a lot of cold mystery.

"What are you doing?" Nan Hengjun eyebrows provoked cold.

"Ink is deep here." The warmth of the season looked directly at him and his tone was calm.

Nan Heng looked at her for a while, and then took a look at Feng Ling: "It is not easy to get on the plane and get on the road under your eyes."

Feng Ling: "..."

Obviously, there is some jokes of jokes, but the seals are cold and can’t smile.

"In this way, on the brave, the warm season is definitely not as good as you, but on the wisdom, I think the warm season may be slightly better than you."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

Feng Ling: "..."

Followed by several brothers from Nanheng: "..."

In this world, it is only the Nanheng boss who dares to derogate from the seal. It is necessary to know that the people’s seals have been repeatedly on the base for so many years. How many times of raids and tasks rely on the clever mind and decision. Force and complete quickly.

To really talk about the wisdom of the plot, Feng Ling has been in the base for so many years but has not been found to be a woman. The Nanheng boss who has been the most contacted with her is the stupidest one. Isn't it?

Feng Ling turned cold and turned to the beginning without looking at Nan Heng, the sound did not waver: "I let A K send Mrs. Merk back."

"When people come, how can they be sent back, she will land in Haicheng today, and she will find a way to fly in the morning. I am afraid that it will not be just a dark spot when I disappear." Nan Heng said coldly: "She managed to avoid it." Our eyes stay in Cambodia, and Anan is standing in front of us, which one is more worry-free?"

Feng Lingmei said: "But it is too dangerous here."

"Before she flew, she knew better than you to face many unknown dangers. It was not a child. The choice she made herself had the ability to accept and bear. What kind of heart do you care for?" Nan Heng said, his eyes were again A faint look at the season warm: "We don't have much time, return to Haicheng or stay, I will give you the last choice."

"I stay." The season is warm without hesitation.

Feng Ling frowned: "But Mrs. Mo, you are pregnant!"

Hearing the word of pregnancy, Nan Heng suddenly blinked his eyes and looked at her belly.

The warmth of the season lifted his hand on his flat belly and his tone was flat: "I will protect myself."

"can……"

Nan Heng raised his hand to indicate that Ling Ling shut up, and then looked at the time, called other brothers and Feng Ling to go first, and finally looked at the warm season, seriously said: "The season is warm, afraid of death?"

The season looked warmer at his eyes: "Not afraid."

Are you afraid of death?

How can a person who has already died be afraid of death?

If you change to someone else, you may still have some flickering eyes when answering these two words. But the warm eyes are so firm that Nan Heng can't help but blink, and finally laughs and picks up a cigarette. Into the mouth, half-squinting and licking the cigarette and turning his head: "Follow."

After that, turn around and leave.

In this place, no one will take the time to take care of the warmth and feelings of the season. There is no lady in the place where there is no grandfather. She has the ability to keep up with everyone’s footsteps. She will follow up and roll back to Haicheng. Even if Nan Heng did not say this, the warm season understood his meaning.

She did not say that she would follow up quickly.

......

Nanheng They have been stationed in the vicinity of Tonle Sap Lake in Cambodia for a day and a night. As the most mature member of the base, Fengling will inevitably participate in this operation, so he will suddenly leave Haicheng and fly directly to Cambodia.

When the warm season came down from their cars, they saw the large warehouses temporarily rented by the people at their bases and the bulletproof sheds built outside. The warmth of the season finally understood what Feng Ling said was not a world with her.

A person living in a peaceful world, the one who listens the most is the XI base related to Fengling. He knows some things about selling arms and arms, but he has never touched on them.

However, at this moment, the warmth of the season saw that almost everyone had a gun at the waist. Everyone looked serious and dressed in a uniform black uniform. The warm heart of the season suddenly rose up. .

"There have been some compartments in the warehouse, so that Feng Ling will take you to rest." Nan Heng did not care about her after a simple sentence.

When the two men walked inside, some people from time to time looked at the warmth with a gaze. In these people, there seems to be no woman except Feng Ling. When they saw a woman appearing, their eyes were obviously strange.

"This is Mr. Mo's wife, the season is warm." Feng Ling introduced a sentence in front of the few gunmen inside.

In a flash, the eyes of the few people looked at the warmth of the season and turned from disgrace to respect. They nodded to her kindly and took the initiative to point inside: "The third room inside is the cleanest."

The seasonal warmth found that these people seem to have a different respect for the ink depth of the ink.

"What is the relationship between Mo Jingshen and you?" When the warmth entered the room that was temporarily placed, he still asked.

Already here, Feng Ling knows that the warm season will be known sooner or later. After a moment of indulging, he whispered: "Nan Heng’s identity needless to say, he is the behind-the-scenes boss of the US underground arms business. Although Mr. Mo did not participate in the underground arms business. However, he tried to save at the critical moment of Nanheng’s most dangerous situation. Not only did Nan Heng and his arms secret channels be preserved, but also the lives of all of our XI bases. In short, Mr. Mo was the original. The US underground army. The behind-the-scenes controller of the fire trading community, he holds the secret behind these arms dealers, and he crushes the enemy once and for all by killing the opponent’s unprepared decision-making and judgment. It is the most trusted and most of us. Dear people, those who were the most hated by the enemy at the beginning. So I said that day, Mr. Mo’s head is worth billions in the eyes of those people.”

Seasonal warmth: "Why have I never found this?"

"Because Mr. Mo did not personally involve the black, he only helped us in the past few years. He has always been a very pure ink family. He does not need to use the black way to open this business. Road, but Mr. Mo’s brain is too much for those people to hate. After all, Mr. Mo’s decision can make those people lose billions of dollars overnight, even facing the danger of being surrounded by police, because a large part of the police force in the United States and ink Mr. has a connection. Therefore, this trip to Cambodia should be specially set up for the ambush for Mr. Mo. Even the signal is so timely, it is obviously targeted. It is precisely because they want to target people. It’s Mr. Mo, so I’m so cautious.”

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(Good night ~)

(End of this chapter)