Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

As soon as he looked up, He Ling saw Li Jianming standing aside, with air-conditioning spreading around him.

His short red hair stuck to his forehead due to sweat, his narrow eyes were half-squinted, and his bright red lips had some curvature. The whole person looked like a bomb with the fuse ignited.

"Hey, here comes another pretty girl. Look at her figure, she has a hot temper!"

Xu Zenglong was used to being overbearing. Even if he knew this was a military area, he didn't care. What's more, the person here is just a woman, so what's the big deal?

He raised his hand and touched He Ling's arm, pinched it, and wiped it hard. In exchange, He Ling's long-awaited kick and Li Jianming's punch came.

"Ah grass!"

Xu Zenglong, who had been kicked to the ground by He Ling, cursed, and then Li Jianming's fist fell on his head like a storm.

After Bang Bang's two punches, Xu Zenglong's head was swollen, as swollen as a pig's head. His nose was bleeding and he was slurring insults without any regard for his image.

Even though he struggled with his hands and feet, he could not escape Li Jianming's grasp. Li Jianming vented all his anger on Xu Zenglong.

God knows how angry she was when she saw He Ling being taken advantage of by this man as soon as she came back. An emotion called confusion appeared for the first time in her life.

At that time, she was so afraid that He Ling was voluntary, and how afraid that He Ling had fallen in love with this person with a bad appearance.

Xu Zenglong had a concussion and was almost knocked out by Li Jianming. Now he just felt like the world was spinning and his eyes were dim. He no longer had the strength to move, let alone insult him, and had stopped long ago.

Li Jianming seemed to have relieved himself. He knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, looking at the motionless Xu Zenglong.

"Sister Li..."

A call grabbed Li Jianming's murderous intention. She turned her head and saw He Ling holding her hand, her little face full of tears.

Li Jianming's heart suddenly softened. She hugged He Ling into her arms and patted her back gently.

"Stop crying, he can't move."

Li Jianming comforted He Ling.

He Ling nodded in her arms, and she choked and said: "Sister Li, I know, I'm fine. But sister Li, can you not kill him...?"

Li Jianming's hand paused, and her heart suddenly hung in mid-air. Her throat was a little dry, and she asked, "Why...?"

Could it be that He Ling is really interested in this person...

He Ling seemed to notice Li Jianming's emotions. She immediately raised her head, grabbed Li Jianming's hand and held it. She pursed her lips and said, "Sister Li, you are overthinking. He just told me that he is the son of the deputy base commander. I am afraid that my sister will get angry."

"Sister, it's better not to kill him. That's all. I'll be fine."

Of course, He Ling had some selfish motives involved, after all, not everyone had killed someone. In this post-apocalyptic world, He Ling has only killed zombies, and her thoughts are still on the crime of murder.

In other words, as long as she said it, Li Jianming would definitely kill Xu Zenglong, but she still couldn't accept being a murderer.

Li Jianming could obviously see it, but she didn't care. It would be fine as long as He Ling didn't really care about this man, and wasn't she thinking about herself?

Thinking of this, Li Jianming stood up holding He Ling. She said: "I understand, then Ling'er, how about we leave now?"

He Ling glanced at Xu Zenglong, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes. Then she nodded, took her backpack and left the training ground with Li Jianming.

"By the way, Ling'er, I remembered that I still have something I haven't taken. Please wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Halfway through, Li Jianming suddenly said to He Ling. Thinking of what just happened, she said again uneasily: "If there is danger, you don't need to wait for me, just run away."

He Ling nodded with a smile and said, "But I know Sister Li, I told you just now that I was just too tired!" I will run! "

Li Jianming turned around and left.

She came to her original position as quickly as possible and looked at Xu Zenglong, who was lying on the ground unconscious, with disgust in her eyes.

"It's a pity that I didn't kill you, but I still have to collect the interest on one hand." Li Jianming squatted down and gently cut off Xu Zenglong's right hand, "I remember you used this hand to hold her..."

The pain made Xu Zenglong wake up from his coma. When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Jianming smiling at him with a severed hand...

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"Sister Li, why did you come back just now!"

He Ling complained dissatisfiedly.

Li Jianming smiled and said nothing.

He Ling pursed her lips and said nothing. She is not stupid, she naturally knows what Li Jianming is doing. But so what, she also hated that lewd man.