All the base members who had just finished training and were resting in the mobile dormitory were summoned by Makang with an iron whistle. They were wearing vests and shorts and gathered at the training ground to stand up.
After two days of training and the battle last night, we returned in triumph.
Although there are no obvious changes in the physical quality of these people, there have been many subtle changes in their mental and psychological qualities.
At the very least, he is no longer as lazy as before. Although he still looks a little careless, there is a mischievous energy in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
A bad spirit like a soldier.
They swept through the four major halls of Hong Society overnight, overthrew the four King Kong who once made them fearful, and trampled under their feet those Hong Society bosses who they thought were unattainable before...
Arrogant!
The eyebrows and corners of these people's eyes are now as if they are the king of heaven and me first, and I am second.
It gives people the impression that as long as they give orders from above, they will even dare to break into Hongshe's home base and Qingyun Building.
The law of lions is vividly reflected in these people.
However, in addition to the arrogant and arrogant expressions on their faces, these people looked toward the center of the training ground with more of a look of gloating.
In last night's operation, the guy who was so awesome that he knocked out Iron Tiger, one of Hongshe's Four Great Vajra's, with one punch, is now lying on the ground like a dog, his face getting up after being lectured by Lu Fan.
No strength at all.
"Not convinced?"
Lu Fan looked at Zhang Zihao who was lying at his feet with a ferocious face, his hands clutching the ground, his face flushed with shame and anger, and his tone was full of provocation.
"ah!!!!"
Zhang Zihao suddenly got up, his body was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to hunt, he jumped up from the ground, waved his fists in the air, and hit Lu Fan directly in the face!
The speed was so fast that many people didn't even see him getting up. By the time their eyes caught Zhang Zihao's trajectory, he had already jumped in front of Lu Fan, the wind of his fist howling, approaching the tip of Lu Fan's nose.
"Is this guy crazy? This is a deadly attack on Mr. Lu!" Mu Kang's expression changed instantly. He had personally witnessed Zhang Zihao under Lu Fan's hands, breaking the limits of strength and speed again and again... He even suspected that
Can I survive Zhang Zihao's several desperate fights just now? This guy is too terrifying. He doesn't have any fighting moves or fancy skills. He only relies on instinctive strength and speed to fight Lu Fan...
This, this is such a fucking primitive man!
boom!
In everyone's wide-open eyes, Zhang Zihao was about to hit Lu Fan's face with his unparalleled punch. An afterimage disappeared in an instant. Zhang Zihao's figure was like a cheetah pouncing on prey, and suddenly he was like a shrimp.
He bowed behind him, still maintaining the movement of punching with his hands... but his body had already flown upside down from mid-air.
Boom!
His body fell heavily to the ground again, splashing dust all over the sky. Zhang Zihao clutched his stomach and could no longer get up.
"good."
Lu Fan said calmly.
"From now on, you will train with Jiang He, and I will come here regularly for assessment. If you don't like me, even if you are better at fighting than them, I can still kick you out and send you to school."
Zhang Zihao suddenly raised his head and saw that Lu Fan didn't even look at him. After putting down his words, he turned around and walked towards the reception room.
Seeing this, Jiang He and Mukang looked at each other, told them to disperse, and hurriedly followed.
"Are you a little too harsh on Zhang Zihao? This guy is already very good at fighting. If you treat him like this, will he become rebellious? If he doesn't follow us, he will run away..."
Mu Kang hurriedly made tea and water for Lu Fan, looking like he wanted to please, for fear that Zhang Zihao would be forced away by Lu Fan.
He and Jiang He have completely different styles of leading troops. Compared to Jiang He's indifference and iron-bloodedness, Mu Kang tends to be more heart-warming. One is a good person and the other is a bad person.
"Wood that is as beautiful as the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and good steel will break easily. Brother Lu is also training his mind." Jiang He sat aside and said calmly.
Lu Fan nodded and asked, "Did you find out anything about Zhang Zihao's origin?"
"No." Jiang He shook his head, "This guy is just a stuffy guy. He can't beat a fart with three sticks and won't say anything when asked. But he has a request, which is quite strange."
"What request?" Lu Fan raised his eyebrows.
"You don't have to eat, but you have to drink goat's milk every day. Raw goat's milk. You know, the smell of raw goat's milk is unacceptable to most people." Jiang He said with a bitter smile.
"Do you still have this habit?"
Lu Fan looked out the window in surprise. At this time, those people had returned to the mobile dormitory to sleep. Only Zhang Zihao was still sitting in the sun, with his back to him, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Don't arrange for his training in the past two days. Treat his injuries well. I will pick him up tomorrow night and accompany me to do errands."