Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

It was Li Nanheng.

Feng Ling remained in her seat without a change in expression. Her gaze only flitted toward the man once. The man did not return her glance and “professionally” headed straight for the circuit box in the room.

The bartender followed him in and explained with an apology-filled smile: “Everyone, please wait a moment. This will be handled quickly. The electricians have all arrived and several others are working with the other circuit boxes. We even brought a man in here to check if wires here have overheated. This will be repaired quickly!”

“What a waste of time!” A wave of complaints came from the room. Following this, a group of people stood by the sofa to watch the man kneeling in front of the circuit box.

Even though Li Nanheng’s outfit made him appear professional, and even the way he handled the circuit box was appropriate, several of the men who had seen him at the corridor earlier glanced at his back in suspicion.

As they stared at his back-illuminated by the lights, one of the men shifted backward. He slowly moved behind David and whispered something into his ears.

David’s gaze immediately shifted onto the repairman’s back. He did not speak and only raised his arm unhurriedly. He then waved his hand forward.

In an instant, the men around David all brought out their guns. They lightened their footsteps and slowly approached Li Nanheng’s back. However, as they could not be sure if there was a problem with this man or if they had seen wrongly, they could only be on their guards. The moment this repairman made any wrong moves, he would immediately be shot down. There would be no time for him to even resist.

The man continued shifting his phone lights against the various wires inside the circuit box. He brought out several professional tools from his toolbox to take apart the circuit box and reveal the wires underneath. He did not turn back as he did his work, as though he was completely clueless about the danger behind him. He even bent down and leaned his head in to gain a clearer look inside the circuit box.

Looking at the repairman’s professional appearance, it seemed like there weren’t any problems. David coldly fixed his gaze on the man as he fiddled with the handle of his gun in his pocket. He did not instruct his man to fire.

After all, there was a need to quickly restore the power here. They had gathered here in small separate groups to avoid being seen and heard. Now that so many of them were concentrated here, it would take too much effort to change their location once more.

And if this man was not a electrician…

It meant that he was extremely dangerous.

It was then even more important for them to be wary.

Feng Ling was on the other end of the sofa. She shifted her gaze away from Li Nanheng and stared at the gun barrels directed towards him. This wasn’t the time for her to send her signal out yet. Furthermore, if she gave any signals or made any small movements right now, Boss Li would instantly lose his life.

She took the opportunity while the attention was away from her to glance at the bartender. The bartender did not speak when he saw their movements, as though he was keeping himself out of it for self-protection. He quietly backed away to the side.

Seeing the bartender’s movement, Feng Ling silently received his hint.

This was not yet the time to begin combat. They needed to continue concealing themselves and maintain their composure to act on.

Until now, there was still no noise from the restroom. The bartender must have locked the restroom door to prevent anyone from entering and discovering Paul, who had lost consciousness as he bled from his head.

David bent his head and lit another cigar. He kept one hand in his pocket, his fingers against the handle of his gun. His face was directed at the repairman who had been leaning into the circuit box for four full minutes.

“Is it done yet?” David asked coldly. The impatience in his eyes was obvious.

“The problem is largely caused by the main circuit box. The power here will only return after our men are done repairing it.” The ‘electrician’ kneeling there spoke as he replaced the wires. He did not turn back as he then added: “But the blackout was really caused by the wires overheating. I’ll change them right. When the main circuit box is repaired, everything should be restored.”

He then brought out another red wire from his toolbox.

Looking at the red wire, the bartender finally then shifted his gaze away. He glanced at Feng Ling from the corner of his eyes and when Feng Ling met his gaze, he glanced at the abdomen of the short and fat man closest to her.

Feng Ling received the hint and slowly leaned backward. She pressed tightly against the sofa to scan that man. Earlier, she had already noticed that his belly seemed to be protruding strangely. With the bartender’s hint, she now understood that these terrorists often attached explosives onto this man during dangerous circumstances.

Typically, the impact of their explosives had a hundred meters radius. By having the explosives tied onto one person, it was sufficient to take everyone down. Although these people prioritized their own lives and would never choose death voluntarily, this was their habit. They would always attached explosives onto someone.

In order to allow XI Base’s members to provide aid, she first had to dismantle the explosives and ensure that her fellow members wouldn’t be killed in an ambush. This was the second task she was assigned with today; it was even more important than spying on these terrorists. This was because it concerned the safety of her fellow members as well as the success of their mission.

Li Nanheng had already begun to replace the red wire. Feng Ling pressed her arm against her back and gradually brought out the short, but sharp dagger hidden in her skirt.

Boss Li had handed it to her earlier before she returned to the private room. Initially, she could not bring anything with her as her body would be searched. She had been deliberating over her subsequent steps given that she was unarmed but she now had the gun she had snatched from Paul and the dagger Boss Li had taken the risk to give her.

She scanned that man’s back. After approximating the position of his acupuncture point, she abruptly struck, slamming harshly against the spot four inches beneath his neck. When he turned around from the painful and numbing sensation, Feng Ling finally gained a clear look at his neck. Before he could speak, she raised her arm and silently slashed his throat open.