Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Boss!”

“Boss—”

Fattie and Da Bin finally shook off the men who had been clinging onto them. They turned their head to see this scene and were instantly frightened. They immediately rushed forward.

Feng Ling quickly approached the cavity, collapsing onto the ground. She stared in disbelief at the freezing water in the cavity, her fingers gripping painfully against the reddened snow of the ground. Her eyes were fixed on the water. When she saw that the water was completely peaceful on the surface, and both Li Nanheng and his opponent did not resurface, she abruptly reach forward and swept her fingers into the water.

However, she did not come into contact with anything!

“Boss!” Fattie and Da Bin stood by the side and did not approach for fear that the layer of ice under Feng Ling cracking. They stood two meters away to stare at the quiet cavity and fell into a heavy silence.

This circumstance was completely unlike anything they had encountered before; their boss was in danger, yet there was nothing they could do.

No one could have expected he would fall into the cavity. The cold underneath was something Fattie knew very well. As he stared at the quiet water surface, his eyes quickly turned red.

“What do we do?” Fattie suppressed the worry in his heart and turned to Da Bin. “Did you bring a rope? Tie it around my waist; I’m going down to look for Boss!”

“I didn’t bring one.” Da Bin frowned.

They both knew they couldn’t just jump in; it was certain death. Even with a rope, it would be difficult to haul them back.

Feng Ling remained bent, closed to the cavity. Her eyes were fixed on the water. All of a sudden, blood began to spread through the water.

It was impossible to tell who the blood belonged.

Da Bin watched as Feng Ling shifted to jump in and immediately rushed forward to grab her wrist. “Feng Ling, don’t be rash!”

Feng Ling did not speak. Her gaze remained fixed on the cavity. As she stared the wispy redness in the water, her brows furrowed tightly.

At this moment, the men Da Bin and Fattie had left behind, picked up their guns, and approached once more. Feng Ling’s gaze abruptly shifted from the water onto them; she stared at them with reddened eyes and unexpectedly stood back up. She slammed her feet against one of the corpses and sent it flying toward them. She then charged forward and grabbed one of the men by the collar, smashing her fist into his face. After snatching the man’s gun, she successfully killed another three. She held the gun in her hand and turned toward the others but struggled to aim accurately with Da Bin and Fattie’s interference.

She stood thirty meters away from one of the remaining men and pointed her gun at his head. As her target began to back away, she shot him down without hesitation.

Fattie and Da Bin’s guns resounded at the same time, and two other men immediately collapsed. Their heads and limbs spilled blood all over the ground.

As they stared at the corpses and the blood-covered ground, their gaze did not contain any joy whatsoever. They immediately turned back to watch the peaceful water.

It had been several minutes. Any normal human being would find it challenging to stay alive underwater, much less in such freezing conditions. A human body couldn’t endure this.

However, the three of them did not speak. Fattie and Da Bin remained staring at the water, while Feng Ling had turned away from it as she held her gun in a tight grip.

All of a sudden, she heard the sound of water rushing behind her. Someone had resurfaced.

“Boss!” Fattie and Da Bin abruptly shouted in the direction of the cavity in disbelief.

Feng Ling immediately spun around. In the beginning, only a pair of hands could be seen reaching upwards. It accurately and determinedly held onto the surface of the ice. In the next moment, Li Nanheng’s head resurfaced from the water. In the extreme, cold weather, the man’s bloodied fists gripped against the edge of the cavity tightly.

The man had used up all of his remaining energy to search for the surface. Right before his energy was completely spent, Feng Ling and Da Bin reacted quickly. They rushed forward and grabbed one of his hands each. Fattie was worried that his weight would affect their safety and told Feng Ling to drop onto the ground. He then grabbed her feet from behind and began pulling backward with force.

Finally, with their combined strengths, they managed to haul Li Nanheng out of the water. The instant he collapsed onto the ground, Li Nanheng took several heavy breaths and coughed out two mouthfuls of blood. He then closed his eyes and stopped moving. However, they could all see that he was breathing heavily. His energy had been spent.

By the side, Feng Ling, Fattie, and Da Bin took off their coats and wrapped it tightly around him. They checked his body for injuries and confirmed that the blood that had appeared in the water belonged to the enemy and not Li Nanheng.

To avoid meeting any more enemies, Da Bin and Fattie supported Li Nanheng up and turned to look and Feng Ling: “Let’s go!”

Feng Ling received the guns Da Bin had tossed over. She reloaded the guns and placed two on each side of her waist. If they met with another ambush, they would continue supporting Li Nanheng while she took out the enemies.

They quickly moved past the river and arrived at that safe, hidden path. In the fifteen minutes, it had taken them to ascend the mountain, Li Nanheng, who had been breathing heavily at the start, was no longer moving. Da Bin checked his temperature every so often, furrowing his brows harshly to say: “It’s similar to Fattie’s condition that day. It’s a miracle that Boss was able to settle that rubbish and safely come back to the surface. His endurance is beyond that of a normal person, but his temperature is rising rapidly.”

Afterward, the three of them quickened their pace and did not continue speaking.

When they returned to camp, Da Hu and the rest had already resolved their enemies. They were about to welcome Feng Ling and the rest when they saw from afar that Li Nanheng was being supported back. Their hearts fell as they rushed forward: “What happened?”

“We’ll talk about it in the tent. Hurry up, prepare some hot water! A lot of it!” Da Bin ordered as he supported Li Nanheng in the tent.

Da Hu nodded; he turned and shouted at the other four men. Everyone immediately gathered around him.

Although Feng Ling was distraught, she was still one of the people in charge of the station mission here at Rogers Pass. She paused outside the tent and turned toward Da Hu, who was about to enter the other tent to prepare the water: “Has the enemy been dealt with?”

Da Hu nodded. “There were only slightly more than ten men. They were all hidden over at that corner and didn’t have the guts to approach. Whenever they poke their heads out, we immediately shot them to death. They’ve been cleanly dealt with.”

Feng Ling nodded and entered the tent.