Chapter 1602: Jiang Fan is more useful
"Pfft," Jiang Fan said with a smile, "My strength is my personality."

Then he glanced disdainfully at the person who had just laughed at him.

A staff member is calling the roll and checking the number of people participating in the competition.

Several other staff members were loading sandbags into different backpacks.

Suddenly, a staff member's phone rang, and he walked to a deserted place and answered the call.

I don’t know what was said on the phone. Many people who were curious and liked to watch the fun were bored and just watched the staff prepare things for the competition.

Suddenly, I saw the staff who answered the phone had a stunned expression on his face.

The neck was as stiff as an old spring, and I raised my head stiffly in stages, stretching each cervical vertebra.

His eyes stayed on Jiang Fan's face in disbelief.

"Are you kidding?" He said this in a low voice, but people who had been paying attention to him sensed some important news from his expression.

They all stood up and discussed curiously: "What's going on?"

"He was staring at Jiang Fan just now. Did some explosive news happen to Jiang Fan again?"

"No way."

The man hung up the phone in a daze, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan like a robot programmed to do so.

But there were far more than just one person looking at Jiang Fan. Many people even approached him, and the content of their conversations became clearer and clearer, which had already affected Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan then raised his head unhappily and looked at the staff member who was gradually approaching him.

He said coldly, "What's the matter?"

The other party shook his head dully and asked in a low voice: "Did you hit the bull's eye for all the 3,000-meter shots just now?"

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anyone else named Jiang Fan?"

People: "..."

I rely on!

Many people jumped up in excitement!

"Oh my God! Is this still human strength?"

"Three thousand meters! When I was training, I couldn't guarantee that every shot would hit the bull's eye! How did Jiang Fan do it?"

"The key is that he was the first to hand in his paper! Two people I know also participated in the shooting competition and have not returned yet."

"Does it need to be said about Jiang Fan's strength? There is no doubt about it!"

"I feel like I'm dreaming now. It's almost unbelievable."

"So pretentious! But so cool! I'm so jealous!"

Some people were so excited as if they had won the championship.

But some people gritted their teeth in jealousy, firmly believing that all this for Jiang Fan was pure luck.

After a while, several people came running over in a hurry.

These were all people who had just participated in the shooting competition with Jiang Fan. After seeing Jiang Fan, one of them said excitedly.

"Jiang Fan, you are so amazing, can you teach us some shooting techniques?"

"Yeah, we just worshipped you, touched your gun, and performed beyond our expectations!"

One person was so excited that he lost all his rationality. He pointed at Jiang Fan and said, "Everyone, Jiang Fan is amazing. You can pay him a visit. This time, you will definitely win the competition. His strength is beyond doubt. He is amazing!"

The group of people looked confused. If their teammates were not among them, they would have thought that this was a stooge hired by Jiang Fan.

One person felt embarrassed to capture his teammate, "What are you doing? Making a fuss, getting so jumpy?" "No!" The people participating in the sniper competition said excitedly: "Believe me, Jiang Fan will definitely refresh your worldview, he is a true genius!"

His teammates looked at him with disdain: "Are you worshipping Jiang Fan too much?"

"No matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be? Don't get confused about your position. Although we are not enemies of Jiang Fan, we are definitely not friends."

His teammates were poured a bucket of cold water on him, but they were not angry.

He was just calmer and more collected than before: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

"I just want to say that we can get along well with Shen Jing and Jiang Fan, that's absolutely right."

Under the suspicious gaze of his teammates, he patted his teammates on the shoulders heavily.

The game officially begins.

Many people have already regarded Jiang Fan as an imaginary enemy from the beginning. They do not pursue anything else but just want to always surpass Jiang Fan.

The starting gun sounded, and Jiang Fan crossed the starting point slowly.

There were two long-distance races in total. In order to ensure that the times could be staggered, there was another race the next morning, so there were only about twenty people participating in this race.

But Jiang Fan had been almost surrounded by other people, and it was unlikely that he would be able to break out.

If Jiang Fan was a little faster, the opponent would also speed up. If Jiang Fan was a little slower, the opponent would also slow down.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, and even had time to say jokingly: "What's the point of you staring at me all the time? This is just the beginning. When the gap in physical strength widens, it may be difficult for you to get together."

The Volcano Mercenary said, "But if it just changes your running rhythm, it will be worth it to me?"

Jiang Fan looked at him as if he was a mentally retarded person.

Doesn't he think that this little trick will really work on Jiang Fan?

Jiang Fan nodded seriously: "Okay, if you think it's useful, do it. I won't wait for you."

Everyone: "Huh?"

Before others could react, Jiang Fan suddenly slowed down, and the person behind him was caught off guard and bumped into Jiang Fan.

Not only did Jiang Fan not fall down himself, he even found time to help him up.

The person in front was not aware of the sudden accident and was still accelerating, but the person behind him suddenly stopped, leaving a one-meter gap in between.

Jiang Fan ran out through the gap, accelerated, and threw everyone behind him.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I won't waste your time any more."

This move is so smooth.

However, this also annoyed several special forces soldiers. Facing Jiang Fan's almost provocative behavior, he said with a dark face: "No, chase him!"

In order to catch up with Jiang Fan, several people even broke their normal pace and started sprinting.

A few people in the back were also struggling: "Should we not chase now? Isn't that a bad idea?"

A more rational special forces soldier shook his head and said, "If you want to chase him, go ahead. I can't let this affect my own pace. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?"

Several others also found it funny.

At first they trapped Jiang Fan in order to disrupt his rhythm, but now that Jiang Fan accelerated, the others had to break their own rhythm to match Jiang Fan's speed.

Those who were chasing Jiang Fan relentlessly were able to do so with ease at first, but after running for more than ten minutes, they became increasingly aware of the huge disparity in their physical strength.

Jiang Fan could run over calmly, but he couldn't.

The reminder of lack of oxygen in his lungs forced him to pay attention to the signals from his body.

If he continued to fight with Jiang Fan, his current situation would probably become even worse.


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