How is that possible? You know, even Hua Ling doesn't dare to challenge a 30kg cross-country load. This is not as simple as just adding 10kg.
If you can run ten kilometers with a 20kg load, you will definitely not be able to run five kilometers with a 30kg load.
It is possible that I can only run three kilometers.
This is the terrifying gap.
However, Hua Ling has already run away, and that boy can still stand and talk and laugh? How is this possible?
Tang Ping walked over angrily, pointed at Hualing and shouted: "I think you are the ones who are bad. Damn it, this is still new, how can it be bad?"
Then, Tang Ping's eyes fell on the electronic scale and suddenly froze.
"Oh my god, 30kg?"
Tang Ping's screams made a group of people in the Supervision Department look at each other.
30kg?
How is this possible! How could they not know what 30kg represents? Damn it, Teacher Zhang beat Hua Ling with a 30kg backpack on his back?
A group of people rubbed their eyes fiercely and stared at the numbers on the electronic scale.
Although they knew that Zhang Fan was very good at fighting, this was running with a heavy load, which was not the same field at all.
Even Ye Yanran's heart was churning.
Yesterday I was exhausted even with 20kg. This guy beat Hua Ling with 30kg today?
"Tang Ping, go get a new one."
Ye Yanran said slowly.
Zhang Fan walked over, rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, even you don't believe me."
Damn, I mean it doesn’t feel right. It turns out it’s 10kg heavier, but it doesn’t feel much different when I twist it.
Ye Yanran frowned and said, "We have to convince them."
Soon, Tang Ping brought a new electronic scale over.
Without the help of a group of SWAT team members, he tested the accuracy of the electronic scale.
"This is 100g, look at it!"
"That's right, bring your backpacks."
"Look, 20kg, that's right."
With that said, Tang Ping put Zhang Fan's backpack on it, then stood up and stared at the numbers on it.
30kg!
Still 30kg!
"Hahaha, I just want to ask you if you accept it!"
Tang Ping laughed exaggeratedly.
A group of people in Hualing stared at the numbers on the electronic scale motionless. After a long time, a group of people had strange looks on their faces.
"Brother, how about you join our SWAT team?" one person said.
"Crack!"
Hua Ling slapped him away.
Your sister, slap me in the face in front of me?
"Hahaha!"
A group of people from the Supervision Department burst into laughter!
"Prepare for live ammunition shooting." Hua Ling stood up, took a few deep breaths, and then said to Zhang Fan.
Huh, didn't you just lose one game? There are still two more.
"There's no need to compete. You're bound to lose. Brother Zhang, just admit defeat by shooting with live ammunition. Just compete with them in capture, hehe." A group of people laughed happily.
As long as you win one of the first two games, the final capture will be a complete victory.
"Haha, just admit defeat." Someone from the SWAT team said.
But immediately, he froze again.
Are they doomed?
Nima, what does this mean?
Zhang Fan shook his head: "Since I said I want to win beautifully, how can I not compete? Sister Yanran, you say yes, three minutes!"
Zhang Fan's eyes fell on Ye Yanran, especially looking at the way Ye Yanran struggled to move.
Hehe, this girl Xiaoyuan is also like this this morning, right?
Ye Yanran's face turned red and she stared at Zhang Fan fiercely. At this moment, she didn't want Zhang Fan to win.
Three minutes of kiss...
"Let's go to the shooting range!"
"Hey, kid, have you ever touched a gun?" A group of people from the SWAT team sneered, and then threw a pistol to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan also took it and started playing with it curiously.
Damn, this is a real gun.
Seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, the SWAT team members were even more disdainful.
This is a complete novice, and they can tell that this guy is touching a gun for the first time.
Haha, you are just pretending to compete, but you still dare to compete with the boss in live ammunition shooting.
Zhang Fan imitated what he saw on TV and loaded the gun. Then he aimed the gun around.
I have to say, it’s much more fun than the toy guns I played with when I was a kid.
"Haha, rookie."
Zhang Fan ignored this group of people, opened his backpack, and clicked on the copy potion.
Hehe, are you better at playing with guns?
Naturally, it’s the priest John Preston in the movie “Tear Apart”.
Gunfighting!
Hehe, it’s him.
"Please select the object to copy."
"John Preston!"
Immediately, the priest's figure appeared.
"Do you want to use it?"
Zhang Fan ignored it and put the interface on standby. After all, he only had ten seconds to copy the potion, and he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately.
"Hey, kid, let me teach you how to grab." Hua Ling said, then held the gun with both hands and unloaded the gun directly.
"A good gunner must know his weapons, no matter where they are, he must not miss them."
Hua Ling said, reassembled the gun in his hand, and fired ten shots at the target fifty meters away.
"Report the target!" Hua Ling whispered.
"One hundred rings!"
"Haha, kid, as long as you can get eighty rings, no, sixty rings, even if I lose, I won't bully you." Hua Ling said arrogantly.
Suddenly, a group of people from the Supervision Department turned red with anger.
"Hua Ling, are you still shameless?"
"That's too much bullying, Teacher Zhang. Just admit defeat, capture him, and beat this bastard into a dog." Lin Qing was furious.
"Yo yo yo, we Qing'er are just getting angry at Lan Yan. Hey, it's not because Teacher Zhang saw your body, right? She's still a child, don't think that an old cow can eat grass.
"A girl whispered in Lin Qing's ear.
Suddenly, Lin Qing's pretty face turned red again. "You bitch, get out of here!"
Ye Yanran also shook her head and said, "Just admit defeat."
Zhang Fan chuckled and his eyes fell on Ye Yanran's red lips.
"Sister Yanran, if I hit a hundred rings, how will you reward me?"
"One hundred rings, hahaha, boy, this is fifty meters. You're a rookie. If you can hit the target, it's good. You still want one hundred rings." Hua Ling laughed disdainfully.
"Go away, I didn't talk to you." Zhang Fan stared at Ye Yanran, waiting for Ye Yanran's answer.
"If you can hit a hundred rings, I will be your girlfriend for a day." Ye Yanran said angrily.
Zhang Fan smiled proudly: "Hehe, you said so."
Immediately, Zhang Fan's eyes froze.
"use!"
"Ding, the host successfully used the replication potion and gained John Preston's abilities."
The next moment, Zhang Fan felt that the world in front of him had changed.