"Instructor, please take care of Zhang Fan." Hua Ling's eyes were full of gunpowder, and all he needed was a lead.
Damn it, dating Ye Yanran?
Damn it, I can't bear this.
Hua Ling looked forward to it, hoping that Zhang Dongyang could stop this behavior. Especially when he thought of the scene where Zhang Fan was frivolous towards Ye Yanran, he became a little uneasy.
In this day and age, height is not a problem and age is not a problem. What if Ye Yanran just likes this.
Moreover, Zhang Fan's hardware facilities are not bad. He is obviously still a student, and he is full of unique skills.
Zhang Dongyang thought for a moment and said slowly: "Give him a holiday. Relaxation and union is the way to go."
As for firearms, Zhang Fan is already very good at it. A submachine gun, 100 meters away, 20 rounds and 10 rings, is already pretty good.
In terms of fighting, this guy isn't bad either. At least Hua Ling and the others can't beat him.
Especially that thunderbolt palm, he would avoid the sharp edge when he saw it.
I have become proficient in listening to the wind and catching shadows, and I still have plenty of time. There is no rush!
When Hua Ling heard this sentence, her heart collapsed.
"Instructor, can I go and relax for a while?" Hua Ling asked. He was really worried about Zhang Fan. If Zhang Fan really got into trouble with Ye Yanran, nothing would happen to him.
.
Zhang Dongyang grinned: "You, let's talk about when you can get fifty rounds and ten rings."
Hua Ling roared: "Why are my demands so high?"
Zhang Dongyang looked at Hua Ling as if he were an idiot: "You are a special police officer, okay? Is this a high requirement? What if something goes wrong when you are performing your mission? This is a matter of life and death."
Zhang Fan felt secretly happy when he heard Hua Ling's roaring voice. He turned to look at his father and shouted: "Long live dad."
Then, Zhang Fan glanced at Hua Ling with an extremely provocative look, and then ran towards Yunlong International.
Soon, Zhang Fan saw Ye Yanran and Weng Shuang sitting in the milk tea shop.
At this time, Ye Yanran was wearing a short skirt and red high heels. Her short hair was dyed bright red and hung on her shoulders.
Her hand rested on her chin, turning into a very dazzling sight.
Weng Shuang still has a split cheongsam.
The light red patterned cheongsam made her look extremely gorgeous.
In the middle of the high black bun, a simple wooden hairpin reveals an ancient beauty charm.
Originally, her beauty was not inferior to that of Ye Yanran, and her slightly frosty face originally revealed that she was thousands of miles away from others, but this made people even more excited.
Zhang Fan suddenly thought that it seemed that Weng Shuang had said that he would seek treatment from him in a month. Now, wasn't it just a month later?
Could it be that he was called here today just for treatment?
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan suddenly became excited.
Even if you fertilize thirty times, you can get a huge amount of spiritual value income.
"Boy, just look at it. Humph, you are the only one. Don't think about it. That two-level beauty is none of your business." A young man saw Zhang Fan staring at the two-level beauty over there and couldn't help but sneer.
Got up.
He has been here for an hour. In this hour, he has seen at least thirty people coming up to talk to him.
There are successful people, there are handsome pretty boys, there are big bosses.
However, they were all turned away by two domineering "Go away" words.
However, it was because of this that he stayed here even more unswervingly.
Damn, it’s worth it even if you take one more look.
The most beautiful women, a combination of ancient and modern beauties, especially the girl wearing a cheongsam, made his heart flutter.
Zhang Fan smiled, turned his head and said to the young man: "Believe it or not, I can sit with them, and I can even ask them to treat me to milk tea."
The young man was so happy that he glanced at Zhang Fan's cheap clothes and sneered: "How dare you sit next to them for thirty seconds, I'll take my eyeballs off and step on them for you."
Zhang Fan smiled mysteriously: "You said so."
Immediately, Zhang Fan walked towards Ye Yanran.
Zhang Fan sat directly opposite Ye Yanran and the others, and looked at Weng Shuang lovingly.
"Damn it, where did this kid come from? He dared to sit across from the goddess! Damn it!" A group of people in the milk tea shop almost stood up and started to fight.
Damn it, they've been sitting there for more than an hour and still haven't made any move, why did this guy get on top as soon as he came?
"Humph, let's see how he was blown away." One person sneered.
Big bosses and handsome young men were all coaxed away, but this guy in cheap clothes was driven away in seconds.
Zhang Fan said nothing, his eyes fixed on Weng Shuang.
There are no flaws in her exquisite facial features, and her face is so cute that people can’t help but take a bite.
"Ten seconds!"
God, are these two beauties blind? Didn't they see someone sitting in front of them?
"Twenty seconds!"
"Damn, it's been twenty seconds."
"Damn it, if I had known we would have just gone up and sat down. Damn it, it would be worth dying to watch the most beautiful women at such a close distance."
A group of people screamed with anger, especially the young man who made a bet with Zhang Fan before, his eyes almost popped out.
Damn, is this okay?
"Nima, it's been one minute."
A group of people were wailing.
Of course, Weng Shuang and Ye Yanran had already seen Zhang Fan.
Ye Yanran had no time to pay attention to Zhang Fan, she was in a state of extreme shock.
No wonder it requires S-level permissions and is actually a hidden dragon in the dragon group.
sky!
Although she thought that Zhang Dongyang might be from the special forces, she never thought about the Dragon Team.
Weng Shuang's heart was pounding.
Especially when Zhang Fan stared at her so wantonly, a layer of pink appeared on her cheeks.
"Little girl, you're blushing." Zhang Fan looked at the face that was like a red apple and chuckled.
A group of people nearby were stunned, their eyes fixed on Weng Shuang's face.
Looking at that layer of pink color, I feel so demented.
But the next moment, their hearts were shocked.
Damn, my face is really red!
Is this beauty good at this?
Poor boy?
"Girl, are you ready? Should we check out a room now?" Zhang Fan said jokingly.
Weng Shuang almost spit out a mouthful of milk tea.
Get a room, get your sister!
Only then did Ye Yanran react. She gritted her teeth and stood up, throwing the bag in her hand at Zhang Fan.
"We'll talk about it when we get out."
"Grass!"
A scream suddenly sounded.
Nima, so direct?
So simple?
Open a room?
Your uncle! How long has it been?
"What's the rush? I'm thirsty. Let me drink a cup of milk tea first." Zhang Fan said.
A group of people around were full of murderous intent.
Don't be in a hurry, just get out of here and let us do it!
(PS: Here comes the third update. Brothers, please recommend and reward me. Please continue with the fourth update.)