Falling in love with a proud female boss

At a military base training ground in Binhai, he held an assault rifle and fired at the target in front of him. Next to Zhang Fan, there was his master Xiaowu. After taking a look at the target, he said, "they are all important parts of the body. It seems that you still have a hatred in your heart."

"Let's try this. The most advanced sniper gun in China can shoot the head at 1500 meters away. However, the requirements of snipers are very high. Ordinary people can't do it, and your body shape is not suitable for being a sniper."

"Let's try the submachine gun. 79 is a little heavy, but the shooting effect is good. Your body is more suitable." Xiaowu is in the front, and knows all kinds of weapons very well.

"Master, what liquid bomb was so powerful last time that we didn't have it?" Zhang Fan followed, Xiao Wu shook his head: "I show you conventional weapons, special weapons belong to the military, I have no authority, you said the liquid bomb, it belongs to the secret service weapon equipment, we also have, but you certainly can't touch it."

"It's so powerful that a little bit can kill so many people." Zhang Fan didn't know what he was thinking. Xiaowu nodded: "there are high explosives. These are powerful."

When they went to another shooting range, Zhang Fan picked up the domestic AK and fired a shot. The recoil force was too big, and his body shape was a little difficult to master.

But Xiaowu took AK and fired a few shots directly, but he didn't see the huge recoil force. Zhang Fan was surprised that his master was not as strong as himself. Why could he master it so easily?

"Don't look at me like this. If you can have my level, I will not be your master. If you practice more, you will learn." Xiao Wu went to rest while Zhang Fan held AK again and began to practice shooting.

In the afternoon, Xiao Wu came over and said, "are you interested in a fight? Here is a strong man who wants to fight with you. If you win, the other party gives us a bottle of Maotai. We have a rest after drinking, and we can't detect the alcohol content when we go back."

"If you don't, I will not know." This is what Zhang Fan is most afraid of. Xiao Wu shakes his head: "Miss Shen can't come here. Don't worry about her, but it's a good thing. Old Maotai is full of fragrance."

"Master, I can say good, if you lose, don't blame me. I will try my best." Zhang Fan followed him and came to a training ground where many soldiers were waiting.

On the field, there was a fierce man with only about 1.65 meters. His face was still spitting coating, wearing camouflage clothes, which was very fierce.

"Master, bring me some bandages. I don't want my wound to crack. The knife on my back is a little deep." Zhang Fan took off his shirt at the glance of his opponent.

"The rule of the game is to fight freely. There are no restrictions on other parts except for life." A drillmaster came and the soldiers cheered.

Zhang Fan tied a bandage and walked up. The scar on his body felt a little scared. After more than a year, Zhang wanted to see how his level was.

As soon as he came up, a strong fist style was suppressed. His height was shorter and his flexibility was higher. He kicked Zhang Fan out with a suit.

Zhang Fan stood up, and the short man pointed to Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan also pointed to him. How could the man stand such a provocation? He hit a heavy artillery in the air. But when his feet changed, Zhang Fan clasped his hands and pulled hard, and fell out of the place seven or eight meters away, but the man jumped up quickly and rushed over.

Xiao Wu gives Zhang Fan the boxing skills and speed, and Zhang Fan has physical advantages and convenient strength, which seems to have a good advantage. The two men hit each other, and the heavy ones still stand firm.

It's just that both of them have advantages. Now it's the comparison of skills. The man always wants to kill Zhang Fan. If he took a knife, Zhang Fan would have been killed, but the only thing he was not afraid of was unarmed.

A throat lock came through, but Zhang Fan's feet clamped his head, and his body leaped and beat him to the ground, which set a dust on the ground.

Zhang Fan didn't expect to kill him. He loosened his feet and stood up. The man was really good at fighting. He immediately stood up with a fierce look in his eyes.

A kick came over, but there was a hidden danger. The fist wanted to strike Zhang Fan's temple by force. The audience was quiet. Zhang Fan grabbed the foot and hit the man's temple on his left when the fist came. The fist lost its power. Although it was smashed, it had no power.

Zhang Fan rushed over and kicked the man's abdomen, and his body would jump down directly. If the body of more than a hundred jin were pressed over, the man would not die or be disabled. But it was this moment that Zhang Fan's body flew out in the air.

Xiaowu is very easy to return to his position, so that the audience is stunned. "I lost." The man stood up, covered his head with one hand, and could not bow his head.

"Touch!" Zhang Fan turns around and looks at an old man in front of him. The strength is not big, but it's not small. Zhang Fan backhanded, and the old man lost his seat and wanted to fall down. But Zhang Fan didn't want to let go of the sneaker. He grabbed and threw it into the air at the moment of falling, and made up a foot in front of him.The iron bar just now was not an ordinary one. It completely used up his greatest strength. In this scene, not only the soldiers under the stage, but also Xiaowu could not believe it.

The old man flew five or six meters. If Zhang Fan was not afraid of killing him, half of his life would have been lost. Xiaowu is very clear about Zhang Fan's ability to fight with his bare hands. He is not afraid of fists. His skin is not generally thick. It may be related to his physical training and his own genes when he was a child.

However, he was afraid of knives and guns. Facing a robber with a dagger, he did not dare to approach him or arrest him. However, in the face of five or six experts with iron bars, he would dare to resist.

Zhang Fan laughingly went to the podium and got the bottle of wine. Although his master threw himself down, he still won.

"Master, come on. Let's find a place to solve it. Here you are." Zhang Fan also pretended to be very generous, but he had just reached out the big hand with the bottle, and a pair of small hands took it in his gaping and put it in her bag.

Xiao Wu has been looking at Zhang Fan all the time, but Zhang Fan is so happy that he simply ignores the one who comes from behind. The old man has been rescued immediately. However, it seems that the problem is not big. He can still be angry. Who let him attack behind his back.

What I hate most is the person who stealthily attacks. I have been cheated by Deng Baoxiang before. Now I dare to attack myself? Martial arts competition is martial arts competition. There will always be accidents. If he dies, he deserves it. If he is killed, he is not good at martial arts.

"You, however, are bold." The beauty in front of her looks at the old man behind her, and then she takes Zhang Fan out of the base. If she doesn't follow the old man, she really has no right to come in. Although it's not a secret divan, it belongs to the military base.

Zhang Fan thought he could drink some good wine. As a result, his master went to see the old man and didn't know the old man's old man. "Sister Meng, it seems that the old leader is a little big." Zhang Fan felt his head.

"Not really. Didn't you beat me? You didn't ask him how big an official he was Shen Meng seems relaxed.

"It's him who attacked me secretly. Everyone has seen it. If he has a fracture or something, don't look for me. I don't have any money." Two people came out, Shen Meng looked at Zhang Fan and went to the car beside him.

Neither of them spoke in the car, but Zhang Fan knew that some things could not be concealed. When the car came to the seaside beach, the sky was beautiful today. At a glance, the boundless sea was boundless, and his mood was somehow better.

"I don't think I have monitoring equipment on me. I want to tell you something." Everyone with a clear eye knows that Zhang Fan did it, but there is no evidence.

"I think you've done a good job in this matter, but you've forgotten that everyone doubts you. If you succeed, I think you'll spend your whole life in it. If you like your people, you may not fall in love with each other in a few years, or marry other men in a few years. Your family will be retaliated by others because of your impulse A lot of people should have a good life. "

"But he's dead, too." Zhang Fan seems very relaxed, which can be regarded as an indirect admission that he did it himself. "It seems that you are still very hateful and not aware of your mistakes, do you know? Instead of making a big mistake, I'll choose to let you calm down for a while

"Binxxx, as long as it is on the road, there is a high-definition camera. You can't hide it. For time, you must take a short cut. The same window in the hospital bathroom can give you great convenience, but there is a camera on the roof that can clearly see the track when you leave."

"Tell me, if you want to carry out the next attack, I don't mind sending you in first. Don't look at me like that. I'm sure you won't attack me hard for the time being." Shen Mengying with the bloodshot eyes, or very relaxed, but also with a gentle beauty.

"Then he bumped into my sister. I shouldn't have killed him? He is so noble, what am I afraid of! It's just a change of life. Do you think I'm afraid! I'll let them die with me Zhang Fan roars, red eyes, why no one understands himself?

That rich merchant's son almost killed his little sister. His little sister is so precious that he can let her hit him in vain? You're right about your mother?