The eight people on Hua Ling's side were as if they had heard something incredible.

Who are they?

SWAT team.

Not to mention the combat effectiveness of one by one, but against a kid, it is not easy to capture.

"Old Seven, it seems that you are being underestimated. One of them laughed.

The person called Lao Qi walked out with a gloomy face.

"Boy, do you know, we just came back from City B yesterday, Lao Qi alone, killed fifteen heavily armed criminals, the other party is holding weapons, our Lao Qi is empty-handed. The man laughed.

"Haha, we are old ......"

"Ahem, our brother Zhang Fan, yesterday we also managed to turn over more than 80 hooligans, although they are not fully armed, but they are all ruthless, don't blow it, see the real chapter in your hands." A man from the Ministry of Supervision also laughed disdainfully.

"Cut, braggart who won't blow. Lao Qi walked over, stretched out his hand, and said to Zhang Fan: "When we meet for the first time, take care of me." ”

Suddenly, a group of people from the Ministry of Supervision looked extremely strange.

Reached?

First time meeting?

Wait, how is this script so familiar?

After a long pause, the eyes of a group of people widened in disbelief.

Day, isn't this the trick that Mr. Zhang used to deal with Wang Wen?

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of Wang Wen's fate, a group of people burst into laughter.

Mom, dare to shake hands with Mr. Zhang? You really don't know how to write dead characters.

They still remember Wang Wen after shaking hands with Zhang Fan, who was simply injured in confusion.

Come on, a trick, they believed.

Zhang Fan looked at the other party's outstretched hand, his face extremely embarrassed.

Will you use the wrong hand later?

He wanted to know if he could slap the other party to his knees with his current thunderbolt palm.

Hurt the other party so easily, isn't this a slap in the face?

It's very difficult.

"What, boy, don't even dare to shake hands?" Old Seven's face was full of strong disdain.

Coercion, just like that, dare to fight with yourself? Where did the arrogance just now?

"Lift away, carry away, carry away!" A group of men couldn't help but think of Zhang Fan's lines after abusing Wang Wen.

In the world, how can there be such a stupid person, isn't this special to put his face at the feet of others, waiting for someone to kick.

Zhang Fan walked out helplessly and asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to shake hands with me?"

Lao Qi was disdainful: "You can coax you if you want, I'll let you go if you admit defeat now." ”

"Alas!" Zhang Fan sighed, and then said, "No way, this really didn't mean it." ”

A group of people who knew Zhang Fan's methods were about to laugh, hey, hey, hey, this is a competition, do you want to be serious, even if the other party stretches out his face and waits for someone to step on it, Mr. Zhang, can you not look like this, how to let this group of people's faces rest later.

Hua Ling also said impatiently: "Boy, don't get out, I'm not here to play with you today, the matter is done, we still have to go on a mission." ”

Zhang Fan hurriedly nodded: "Okay, right away." ”

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, and the sincerity on his face, the harmless appearance of humans and animals made Ye Yanran laugh.

"When we meet for the first time, take care of it. Zhang Fan said, and then his fingers grabbed Lao Qi's hand like steel claws, and his muscles and bones were suddenly cast.

"Click!"

The next moment, Lao Qi's wrist shrugged down directly.

"Ahh

Lao Qi's face suddenly turned pale, and a heavy muffled voice made Zhang Fan suddenly awe-inspired, worthy of being a special policeman, and he didn't even call out.

"Okay, it's just a dislocation, just pick it up. Zhang Fan let go of his hand, and there was no intention of mocking.

It's amazing that you can endure such pain.

A group of people on Hua Ling's side looked at each other, they could only see Lao Qi's back, but they couldn't see Lao Qi's expression.

"Old Seven, why did you just let him go?" Hua Ling said with a frown.

After a while, they saw that Lao Qi did not move, and hurriedly ran over.

When they looked at Lao Qi's dislocated wrist, they all took a breath of cold air.

It's only a blink of an eye, how did it become like this?

"Seventh, don't move. One person said, then grabbed Lao Qi's wrist, pulled it violently, and then quickly pushed it.

"Shhh

Lao Qi gritted his teeth, inhaled the cool air, covered his hands, and squatted on the ground.

"It's not a shame for the SWAT. Zhang Fan said lightly.

"Boy, you're cheating. One yelled.

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, and he immediately raised his hand, bent down suddenly, and cut his palm like a knife on the ground.

Suddenly, the bluestone slab on the ground cracked, especially where Zhang Fan's palm touched, the bluestone shattered.

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped.

Whether it is the Ministry of Supervision or Hua Ling, they are stunned.

"Who's coming?" Zhang Fan stood up, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at Hua Ling and the others coldly.

At this moment, there was silence, Hua Ling's eyes were extremely solemn, and after a long time, he nodded: "Yes, you won this game, next, let me come with you." ”

"Compared to what?" Zhang Fan said coldly, he also wanted to see what these people were capable of.

"The first one, cross-country with weights, the second one, live shooting, and the third one, grappling. ”

"Hahahaha!" The group of people from the Ministry of Supervision burst into laughter again.

Even a few sisters laughed and trembled.

Grab?

God, what did I hear?

This guy dares to compete with Mr. Zhang?

Didn't you see that guy was removed in a second just now, damn it, you really dare to pick it.

But immediately, someone restrained his smile: "Are you too bullying, carrying weights off-road, shooting with live ammunition, your special police rely on these two items to eat, how can we compare?"

If it comes to fighting, they are not worried at all, but cross-country and live ammunition shooting, Nima, as a SWAT officer, has weight-bearing training every day, right? Shooting? Are you not a sharpshooter and are embarrassed to say that it is a SWAT?

Hua Ling thought for a while and said again: "I carry the weight, he doesn't bear the weight, live ammunition shooting, ten rounds, if he can hit eighty rings, count him as winning, how about it?"

"Poof!"

Ye Yanran smiled like a flower, off-road with weights?

If it weren't for the fact that she and Zhang Fan climbed a ten-kilometer mountain with a weight of 20kg, how could she find Zhang Fan to save the scene.

Don't bear the weight, hehe, 47.195 kilometers, beyond the marathon long-distance running, don't run to your death.

Speaking of grappling, Zhang Fan is a good person who can split his muscles and bones, this is the originator of grappling, do you dare to compare with him?

"How about two wins in three games?" Hua Ling said.

"Okay, that's it. Ye Yanran responded.

"Team Ye, think twice. A group of people from the Ministry of Supervision hurriedly roared.

But they know that Zhang Fan is just a high school student, Nima, has he ever touched a gun? Even if he wins the grappling, he will lose the first two games.

"Hey, pick what I'm good at. Zhang Fan sighed helplessly.

Firing?

I'm sorry, but I have a copy potion, big brother.