《(1) Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?》Chapter 229-230

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In the condo.

Ji Nuan had folded his shirt, washed the cup, and kept his razor away in the bathroom cabinet. Looking at what she had done, Mo Jingshen’s lips curved into a small smile.

Last night, Ji Nuan had borrowed courage from the alcohol to display her might of wanting to settle a month’s worth of debt with him. Today, she had obediently tidied up the marks he had left behind in the condo.

The little woman was saying more and more empty words.

Mo Jingshen tugged open the first few buttons on his shirt. He glanced at the sky outside and softly chuckled.

At this moment, a chime indicated that he had received a message. He glanced at his phone.

Nan Heng: [You’re in T City?]

Mo Jingshen replied: [En]

Nan Heng: [At the condo or elsewhere?]

Mo Jingshen carelessly replied: [condo]

In less than half an hour, Nan Heng drove over. After knocking, he immediately entered.

After looking at his travel-worn appearance, it was evident that he had driven across the city overnight. He appeared fierce and cold, but at the same time, gloomy. The moment he entered, he headed in to look for water.

“Why did you come in such a rush? Is there trouble?” Mo Jingshen glanced mildly at him.

After chugging the water, Nan Heng placed the glass cup down to speak: “Previously, when Feng Ling used to take on missions in America’s XI Training Base, she once intercepted several vehicles smuggling weapons and ammunition belonging to the mafia. For the past two years, those people have been relentlessly pursuing her whereabouts. My people found out that they’ve been moving within the country recently, and that they’re currently within T City. I’m afraid Feng Ling’s location has already been discovered.”

Mo Jingshen coldly and indifferently raised his brows, watching him.

“It’s all old grudges previously formed with America’s XI Training Base related to New York and Los Angeles’s underground ammunition transactions. Their goal is Feng Ling. This won’t implicate your woman.” Nan Heng had rushed over through the night and did not manage to catch a wink of sleep. His expression was gloomy as he coughed to add, “But for the next few days, it’s better not to let Feng Ling follow Ji Nuan around. It won’t be a good thing if they find out that Ji Nuan is on good terms with her.”

Mo Jingshen’s stern brows moved slightly. “When it comes to revenge, the New York Mafia always precisely targets the right person. Based on their ability, they won’t be able to stir up too much trouble within the country, nor will they dare to implicate too many people outside of their territory.”

Nan Heng nodded. “Feng Ling’s case is only related to the mission she previously completed for the training base. It’s unrelated to those people you had interfered with in America a few years ago. Watch Ji Nuan well. There’s no need to help me with this. I have my own plans.”

“Pay attention to safety.” Mo Jingshen was unperturbed as he spoke. “Find a suitable time and send away those people who have constantly been creating trouble in America. In the past few years, they’ve been involved in various evil crimes. When the time is ripe, we have to give them a proper send-off.”

Nan Heng was silent for a moment before asking, “Have you recently been back to America?”

Mo Jingshen did not show any emotions, nor did he answer.

“I heard that the Su Family’s elder was quite heavily angered by you. What happened? The incident that Ji Nuan experienced a month ago really crossed your bottom line?” Nan Heng’s cold and seductive voice was mocking. “I refuse to believe that Elder Su and your father did not form any promises back then. He thought that he had made an impressive move but was unaware that the power had already shifted onto your hands. Not only did you dissolve the marriage agreement with his precious granddaughter, but you’ve also been constantly setting up all sorts of restrictions on them. For the past two years, they’ve been quite dumbstruck. Even though the Su family has tremendous power of influence in America, they clearly don’t plan on fighting head-on with you.”

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“I’m quite curious. In the past month, what did you actually do in America? That night, the anger drove Elder Su directly to the emergency room. Thankfully, his life is stubborn. After four nights of hospitalization, he was able to return home. But from what I’ve seen, right now, they’re akin to a closed-off country refusing contact from all outsiders; ready to defend their property to death. Could it be that, for the sake of giving Ji Nuan her revenge, you’re really going to be ruthless against his precious granddaughter?”

Mo Jingshen’s smiled indifferently, as though the executioner manipulating the situation behind the scenes wasn’t him. His tone was heavy and calm. “I haven’t done anything. I’ve only allowed him to gain a clear look at the pros and cons of this situation. If he plans to make a joke of the Su Family’s fate, I naturally wouldn’t mind participating in this joke with him.”

Nan Heng raised his brows. He turned to scan the slightly empty condo; it clearly wasn’t being frequently used. He mocked, “After so long, could it be that Ji Nuan is still angry?”

Mo Jingshen’s gaze became cold. “You can scram now.”

Nan Heng glanced at the time. Right now was indeed not suitable for brothers to tease one another. He had rushed over through the night and had urgent matters to attend to.

Mo Jingshen was an expert who never left blood on his blade. From start to finish, aside from that extra fiancée Mo Shaoze had placed by his side for a year, he had never miscalculated a single step.

For him, Ji Nuan’s appearance and the way she constantly barged through his life was perhaps the only true surprise he had ever experienced.

Downstairs, several bodyguards who were on duty by the gates stood stiffly. Nan Heng appeared, bringing out a photo on his phone for them to see.

“This short-haired, tall, and skinny woman frequently visits this place. After last night, have you guys seen her?”

When they saw the photo, the bodyguards immediately recognized her as the person who frequently accompanied Miss Ji in and out of this condo.

“Two days ago, I saw her returning with Miss Ji. But she didn’t show up yesterday. I haven’t seen her for a whole day.”

After hearing these words, Nan Heng’s gaze turned cold. He took large steps, his expression frigid cold.

—–

The next day, Ji Nuan stayed at T University as she usually did. She did not receive any news from Feng Ling for the entirety of yesterday. The calls she made were also not answered.

The batch of students under Professor Lin were about to receive a surprise quiz soon; otherwise, Ji Nuan would have headed to the condo neighborhood for a look.

Previously, when Feng Ling didn’t stay with her, she had suitable accommodations arranged in a less populated neighborhood near T University.

After completing another day of classes, the call that Ji Nuan made to Feng Ling was unanswered again.

She left T University and headed for the neighborhood Feng Ling previously stayed in.

After being close to her for a month, the sudden loss of contact from a person who was always by her side was difficult to get used to. She was also worried that Feng Ling may have met with some trouble.

That neighborhood was not far away from her condo; it was only one bus station away. Instead of taking the car, Ji Nuan headed there on foot.

To enter that neighborhood from this road, she needed to go around an entire row of buildings. In the middle, there was a narrow alley in between the buildings she had to pass through. Feng Ling had once brought Ji Nuan through that place.

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When Ji Nuan arrived at the alley that was rarely used, she suddenly caught the sound of a loud collision—

She could also hear the voice of a man cursing violently in fluent American English.

Although Ji Nuan did not manage to catch all of his words, she vaguely heard a few and was able to understand it. She leaned against the entrance of the alley, carefully turning her head back to peek in.

She immediately saw Feng Ling. She stood near the wall with two tall and muscular men in front of her. It appeared as though the two men had surrounded her to block her path; one of them carried a large cleaver, while the other held a long, black stun baton. They kept Feng Ling in her position with no possibility of escape.

Seeing this scene, Ji Nuan abruptly swerved her head back. She pressed her back against the alley entrance and held her breath, wary of alarming the two men inside.

When she saw Feng Ling earlier, although she appeared to be standing tall, her clothing and hair were disheveled. There was also blood on her face. It wasn’t clear where she had been harmed, but she was definitely injured.

Feng Ling was not armed; no matter how capable her fighting skills were, there was no way she could gain the upper hand. Regardless of how she had ended up in this situation, the fact that she had been out of reach since yesterday meant she was in serious trouble.

Inside, the two men continued with the stream of violent curses. After a short moment, the sound of fighting began once more. She could not tell if they were fighting with fists or weapons, but the sound alone was sufficient to alarm Ji Nuan’s heart.

She raised her head toward a car parked across the alley; she was not sure if it had been driven here by the people with these two men.

Feng Ling’s and XI Training Base’s background was extremely complicated. If she called for the police now, she might bring other forms of trouble onto Feng Ling.

She gripped her phone, pausing at the dial button. Her gaze suddenly shifted toward a baseball equipment store across the street. Her eyes lit up as she swiftly approached it.

—-

Feng Ling was confronting the two men; her fight had yet to finish. Since last night, she had been avoiding these two who were from the American Mafia. Despite her efforts, she still landed in this situation.

Both her arms were injured from the earlier altercation. Although the wounds were not serious, the blood flowed from her elbow, landing drip by drip onto the ground.

Just as one of the men began cursing again, her eyes sharpened. With an abrupt, spinning kick, she sent the man holding the cleaver onto the ground. She planned to attack the other man before he recovered. However, the stun baton in his hand was an extremely formidable weapon; a shock from it would leave half her body numb for days.

As they fought, the man who had been sent flying toward the ground raised his cleaver and brought it down toward her head. Feng Ling smoothly grabbed onto his wrist, and with a sharp twist, a clear crack reverberated through the alley. The man immediately swore in pain. Feng Ling expressionless sent a flying kick in his direction.

Yet, at this moment, the stun baton in the other man’s hand stabbed against her waist. One side of her body was immediately pained and numb. Even if she tried to shift away and to return a blow, her movements were slowed by the earlier electric shock.

The man took the opportunity to kick against her stomach. Feng Ling twisted to avoid the blow, but he abruptly grabbed her hair and tugged it upward.

“Fuck…” Various, harsh and ruthless curses fell incessantly by her ear. Feng Ling’s scalp was in extreme pain, and she had lost a lot of her strength. She was about to attempt to escape from this person’s hand when she noticed a silhouette appearing from the alley entrance.

She immediately smiled toward the two foreign men; her lips were stained with blood, and her gaze was unclear, causing her smile to appear cold and cruel.

Just as Feng Ling successfully drew the two man’s attention and suspicion onto her, with two loud banging sounds, both men suffered a blow to the back of their heads. Before they could turn back for a look, they collapsed onto the ground from the blow of the baseball bat. Feng Ling immediately stood up and subdued the two men, pressing them onto the ground before they could stand up.

“Thanks.” At the same time, Feng Ling glanced toward Ji Nuan, who held a baseball bat in her hands. She paid no mind to the blood on her own body.

Ji Nuan quickly approached, holding the baseball bat in a tight grip. Worriedly, she scanned the blood on Feng Ling’s face and body and saw that she had received a punch to her face. They had been harsh; her cheek was swelling, and her lips bleeding. She tugged Feng Ling’s elbow in concern. “How are you? Are your wounds serious?”

“I’m fine. They’re small injuries.” Feng Ling did not push Ji Nuan’s hand away. With her other arm, she placed two precise strikes against the men’s necks.

After a harsh blow from the bat, the two strikes immediately left them unconscious. They laid unmoving on the ground.

Feng Ling then stood up with Ji Nuan’s support.

Seeing that Feng Ling did not have any serious wounds, Ji Nuan finally relaxed a little. “Who are these two people? The enemies you made in America?”

“Enemies?” Feng Ling glanced at the two on the ground. “I guess so. I previously completed a lot of missions under the XI Base. The number of feuds left from that time is not little.”

“Your wounds aren’t light. Let’s leave this place first!” Ji Nuan tugged against her elbow with force. She wanted to bring the wounded Feng Ling out of this troubled place immediately.

Although Feng Ling did not cry out, the pain still caused her brows to knit. Ji Nuan immediately let go of her only to see her palm covered in blood. She turned back to the black top Feng Ling was wearing; it concealed the scarlet of her blood perfectly.

“Are the wounds on your elbows serious?” Ji Nuan tossed the bat aside and used both arms to support her. “Let’s go. We’ll stop by the hospital to stop the bleeding first.”

Before Feng Ling could say that she was fine, she was already forcefully brought out of the alley.

However, the moment they stepped out of the alley, a man immediately alighted from the car parked right in front. He was tall and muscular, charging toward them with a similar stun baton in his hands. His expression was fierce as he cursed violently.

“Careful!” As the baton was swung, Ji Nuan and Feng Ling spoke almost at the same time.

Ji Nuan was about to haul the injured Feng Ling away, but Feng Ling had already instinctively tugged Ji Nuan behind her. However, the pain in her elbows could not be ignored. The numbing sensation from the earlier blow was also influencing her. She wanted to drive the attacker away, but her movement was slower than usual. In the few seconds, the opponent successfully grasped the right moment and stretched his arm out to grab hold of her.

Before Feng Ling could attack the man, Ji Nuan quickly hauled her back to run away. “You’re injured, why are you still fighting? Quick, let’s run—”

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