Chương 750: The Story of Ling and Heng (13)

"God, what did the Boss do? Did he just assault his chest? I've never seen him play dirty like this…"

The sounds from around the training ground were completely lost on both of them. Being slapped hard on the chest, Feng Ling paused and couldn't help retreating, but she remained calm and continued to defend herself.

She didn't receive any strict and professional training. All her moves were by instinct and some of the skills she had learned from the gangsters. All she was capable of was to be as quick as possible. Now in face of Nanheng's systematic and flexible attacks, she could hardly resist him. As he attacked faster and faster, her chest was hit repeatedly.

Although Feng Ling was still calm, she couldn't help feeling angry. She had to stagger back a few steps to steady herself and Nanheng suddenly turned much colder.

It was not her.

Although they looked similar in size, most boys were of the same height at this age.