บท 1422: The Story of Ling and Heng (685)

As he spoke, Li Nanheng looked into the distance as though he had quarreled with Feng Ling.

The tall and thin man with the baseball bat could not hold it in anymore. He took advantage of the fact that there were only a few people walking around and directly approached that direction.

Feng Ling faced in Li Nanheng's direction, her back facing the two men behind her. Her gaze read Li Nanheng's firm expression that did not change. They had come.

Just as Li Nanheng turned back to ask the driver to lend him a cigarette, the tall, thin man had already raised his baseball bat and swung it at Feng Ling's back.