By this time, he began to be grateful for the 100 million US dollars that he had recharged at Tsukamoto Building, and he did not blame the previous system for being so cruel.
After all, after recharging, the title of vigilante was promoted, allowing him to get two skill points.
Now I have to go to Bawanghua to teach everyone their shooting skills. Naturally, he has to improve them first.
As soon as I thought about it, a few skill points disappeared from the attribute panel, and then the shooting skills also changed.
Shooting:lv2-lv3
Then, when he was about to continue improving, he found that the system was indifferent. After careful observation, he discovered that if he wanted to improve his shooting skills from lv3 to lv4, one skill point was not enough, but two points were necessary.
This discovery made him a little embarrassed, so he could only do this for the time being.
Just when Zhang Pin was temporarily improving his strength, the Bawanghua training base was also very lively.
A mixed-race girl with curly hair was sitting on the bed, applying skin care products, and looking at the girl on the bed next to her who looked like a bit of a tomboy.
"What happened to you, you offended the instructor again."
Her words immediately set off the other policewomen who had just returned from taking a shower. Another policewoman who looked more like a tomboy slapped the policewoman who was rubbing powder on her face carelessly and wanted to rescue her again.
"Hey, do you know who is the most stingy person in the world?"
"woman."
The man-in-law was unmoved and continued to complete his powdering work.
Another innocent-looking policewoman also chimed in.
"Then do you know who is the most insidious person in the world?"
"Woman."
Except for the change in tone of voice, the man-in-law did not stop applying powder.
The mixed-race beauty looked over with a smile: "Who would you rather offend a gentleman than someone else?"
"She's still a woman."
"Junjun, then you are still in the mood to apply your powder here."
The mixed-race beauty stood up and snatched the foundation from the man's hand.
"Oh, Annie, give it back to me quickly. If you get so tanned during the day, if you don't apply powder at night, no one will want it.
I am afraid of offending the instructor, not just once or twice. I already know the instructor’s character. She only cares about work and has a big heart, but her personality is more manly than mine.”
"Hahaha, you have a face like this. Foundation can't save it. Come and apply the medicinal wine for me. I don't know if the instructor is a manly woman. Training is going to kill us."
The mixed-race beauty named Annie stopped running and asked the man-in-law Wu Jun to snatch the foundation back. She took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the bedside, lifted up her clothes and lay on the bed.
"Oh, Madam Hu's training is really life-threatening. Now my hands and feet are broken as if I fell from an eighteenth floor building."
When everyone heard about the training, they immediately stopped fighting and began to complain.
"Hey, have you heard? It seems that a man is going to join our training camp."
"Did someone from the Flying Tigers team next door come into our training camp?"
The manly woman Wu Junjun immediately became energetic, and her whole body seemed to have been beaten to blood.
"No, I heard that a new shooting instructor will be appointed, a male police officer."
"Wow, shooting instructor, snap! Snap! Snap!"
The pure policewoman also got excited, stood up and put her hands together, imitating shooting movements.
It seems that everyone has been training together for too long and is very interested in topics about men.
"I don't know if the instructor is handsome or not, or if he has a family, but the people who can be instructors are probably over forty years old. Hey, we definitely have no hope."
Anne is lying face up, showing her beautiful years.
Wu Junjun had a look of jealousy and envy on her face, and when she was applying the medicinal wine, she made the other party cry out coquettishly.
"That's not necessarily true. Madam Hu is about the same age as us, and he's not married either. Maybe this time there will be a handsome guy, more handsome than those beasts in the Flying Tigers. When the time comes, hehehehe."
Wu Junjun started to feel spring while vigorously rubbing the medicinal wine on her hands.
"Heh, you're just a man woman. Even those beasts in the Flying Tigers look down on you, and you still expect to be looked upon by the new shooting instructor."
Hearing their chatter, a policewoman sitting on the bed across from them couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Bawanghua is divided into two teams, and the training competition is usually very fierce, so the relationship is not very good."
"Damn it, who are you calling a man?"
Wu Junjun hated others calling her a masculine woman, and her personality was so explosive that she naturally started to quarrel with the other person.
"Talking about you, man woman."
The team members on both sides quickly stood in line and began to yell at each other, temporarily forgetting about offending the instructor.
"Hello, I am Hu Huizhong, the head coach of the newly established women's SWAT team [Bawanghua]. You can call me Madam, or Instructor Hu."
Zhang Pin arrived at Bawanghua camp as scheduled, and he was received by a heroic female special police officer.
"You are the Sergeant Zhang Pin whom Inspector Ma Piao mentioned, right?"
Instructor Hu's face was a little confused, because she felt that the shooting performance of the Bawanghua members was generally poor during the training, so she specifically applied for a marksmanship master to come and provide guidance.
Originally, after receiving the notice from Uncle Biao that a male instructor was being dispatched this time, she felt a little resistant, because from the establishment of Bawanghua to the present, women have been in charge of everything.
A batch of female special police officers who are far superior to men.
But after he raised a question, Uncle Biao swore that the instructor dispatched this time was a master among masters and was definitely the most suitable shooting instructor candidate for the police force.
After hearing this, she agreed to let the other party come over and give Bawanghua shooting instruction for three months.
But now the real person was standing in front of her, and she looked at his face. He had a smile on his face, and he was so handsome that it made people think of committing crimes. At this time, his body was standing straight, his figure was like a clothes rack, and the police uniform seemed to have been tailored for him.
Generally custom-made.
As a boyfriend, it's perfect.
But looking at the tender fuzz at the corner of the other person's mouth, one can guess that the other person is in his early twenties at most.
"How old is Sheriff Zhang Pin?"
Instructor Hu was thinking in his mind and couldn't help but ask.
"Um, what does instructor Hu mean? I've heard that this kind of closed training can easily make people feel crazy. Now it seems that the news is not groundless."
After hearing the other party's news, Zhang Pin couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but this made him feel at ease, who was originally feeling uneasy.
If the other party asks him about his shooting skills as soon as he comes, he may not be able to answer easily. This training camp is actually in the suburbs of West Kowloon, which will prevent him from going back to the pre-liberation period. With his level 4 shooting skills, he should be able to be a qualified instructor.
One job.
But when asked about his age, he carefully looked at the police officer in front of him. His face looked very familiar and his temperament was very outstanding. If he was his girlfriend, she would be good.
And the other party was so proactive, Zhang Pin felt that he couldn't make a shy expression. Hong Kong Island was really corrupted by capitalism, so he was so direct when it came to male and female friends.
Of course, Instructor Hu didn't know that his simple answer would make the other person think so much, so when he heard his answer, he naturally couldn't react.
"Ah, no, no, I am twenty this year."
After hearing his words, Instructor Hu's expression became even worse. She was now absolutely sure that she had been deceived by Uncle Biao.
She had long heard that Director Raymond of the Central District Police Station and Senior Inspector Uncle Biao were very fond of trickster, and now she had experienced it.
