Chapter 456: Initiation
"Fang, how is Hawke?" McCann turned to look at him.
Fang Han looked at the sky and said in a rambling voice: "Very calm, very ambitious, and very talented. β
What impressed him the most was Hawke's self-control, knowing that he could still be quiet knowing that he only had a year to live, and his mind was far more determined than ordinary people.
McCann nodded in admiration, "He's very talented, but unfortunately my enemy." β
Fang Han turned his head and smiled: "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests, this is what you politicians pursue, right?" β
"Politics is compromise." McCann smiled: "Not acting on feelings is a necessary quality for a politician, Fang Han, you are better than me!" β
Fang Han shook his head: "I'm not as good as you." β
He doesn't act emotionally because of his strong strength, and he looks down on anyone condescendingly, and all living beings are like ants, living and dying in his own thoughts.
He used a powerful spirit to keep cutting off the overlooking heart, let his heart fall to the ground, and let himself integrate into the world of ordinary people, but he couldn't be completely eradicated, and it seemed to outsiders that he would not be angry, very strange.
McCann smiled: "You can still be so calm in the face of the person who killed you, Fang Han, you are so polite, I will definitely not be able to do it!" β
Fang Han smiled: "A little misunderstanding, just say it." β
"Okay, I won't ask!" McCann was completely dead, no longer listening to what they said, and said with a smile: "Fang, you can also teach me kung fu!" β
"No kidding!" Fang Han turned his head to look at the sky.
The last touch of golden glow slowly disappeared, the sky turned completely gray, and the air became cooler, exuding a unique aura. The gentle breeze brings the smell of dusk.
McCann looked at him solemnly: "Fang, I want to be stronger!" β
"You're in good shape, you're in good shape." Fang Han glanced at him.
"It's not strong enough." McCann shook his head: "Not even as good as Nancy." β
Fang Han smiled: "Nancy has time to practice, do you have it?" β
"I've heard Nancy say that she only practices for one hour a day." McCann said, "I can spare an hour!" β
He spends an hour running every day, and for the same hour, Nancy is far more effective than running, and he plans to replace running with kung fu time.
Fang Han said: "Your current exercise is enough to maintain your health." β
"I want to be stronger!" McCann Dow.
Fang Han smiled: "There's no need for this, you rely on wisdom and not on your body to eat." β
McCann saw that Fang Han refused to teach, and said helplessly: "Fang." Let's be honest. I was a little bit in bed with Nancy...... It's kind of ......."
He gestured with his hands, trying to convey his subtle meaning.
Fang Han suddenly smiled: "Understood!" β
Nancy's physique has improved by leaps and bounds, and her physical strength has become stronger, and she was originally weak. The two are vulnerable when they make out. Now McCann can't stop Nancy.
He looked up and laughed. McCann's face as thick as a city wall turned a rare red: "Fang ββ! β
"No wonder you want to practice kung fu!" Fang Han couldn't stop laughing.
McCann's eyes widened: "Fang, do you want to teach or not?" β
Fang Han smiled and nodded: "Okay, wrap it up on me!" β¦β¦ You want to outdo Nancy. It's going to be painful when you're practicing, can you bear it? β
"No problem!" McCann nodded vigorously.
"Then let's learn now." Fang Han got up and patted his buttocks: "So as not to fall into the psychological shadow!" β
"Fang, promise me, don't say it!" McCann snorted.
Fang Han waved his hand: "I'm not that boring!" β¦β¦ Let's go, let's go to the practice room! β
The two came to the practice room, Fang Han only taught McCann one move, and instructed him how to practice, bit by bit, delicately.
McCann is very smart, but he still feels strained, every move and foot are fine to the centimeter, not high or low, and he wants to treat people like robots, and he is mentally more tired than physical exertion.
In half an hour, he was exhausted to death, sweating profusely, and lying on the floor weakly, panting like a fish without oxygen.
Fang Han looked at him with a smile: "McCann, if you want to be a real man, there is a price, do you want to give up?" β
"Never!" McCann gritted his teeth.
Fang Han applauded and smiled: "What a man! β¦β¦ Take a 10-minute break and get back to practice! β
"No problem!" McCann felt that his body did not belong to him anymore and was completely unconscious.
Ten minutes later, McCann jumped up, jumped lightly and quickly stabbed a few punches, his face was flying, he felt full of energy, and his body was a few pounds lighter.
Fang Han smiled: "How do you feel?" β
"Perfect!" McCann stabbed a few more punches before stopping, and said excitedly: "It feels very good!" β
Fang Han said: "Continue to practice." β
McCann learned extra hard this time, he realized the magic contained in this simple formula, and took a ten-minute break to have a good sleep!
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On Thursday night, Anne Cole and Joanna arrived at McCann Manor, where a handsome young man in a crisp suit stood outside the manor and led the two into the manor.
As night fell, the manor was brightly lit and accompanied by soft music.
Evening gowns wrapped around the two, Anne Cole was slender and curvaceous, and Joanna was plump and plump, shining seductively in the light.
Nancy wore a royal blue evening gown, her skin was like snow, and she greeted her with a charming smile: "Anne, Joanna, welcome. β
Anne Cole and Joanna smiled and thanked each other, glancing at the green grass in front of the living room, where there were several tables with fine food on the tables, and a few waiters walking up and down with plates of drinks and mulled wine.
The women gathered together and whispered.
Anne Cole glanced at it, and found no man except the waiter.
"Anne, Joanna, this is our tulip sorority, would you like to join?" Nancy summoned a waiter, and each of them took a glass of juice.
Anne Cole laughed, "Of course. β
Joanna said, "Are there any conditions for joining?" β
"All you need is a guarantor." Nancy smiled, "I'll be your guarantor." β
"Thank you, Nancy." Anne Cole Dao.
The Tulip Sisterhood is generally unknown to people, but Anne Cole knows that it is known as the upper class of the upper class. The spire of the pyramid.
This kind of elite group is very common, like the Brotherhood and the Skull and Bones Society.
The Tulip Sisterhood was originally initiated by a few parliamentarians' wives, and slowly expanded, and never exceeded 100 people, because the rules were too strict.
Members of the Tulip Sisterhood must be clean, and if they do something detrimental to their reputation, they will be forced to quit the club, and the guarantor will also have to quit, so it is difficult to find a guarantor.
The Tulip Sisterhood has no actors. The entertainment industry is also too chaotic. There are too many temptations, and actors can easily do wrong things, so no one is the guarantor of the actors.
Nancy was taking a big risk, and Anne Cole knew that.
Joanna said, "Nancy." I'll forget it. Not qualified enough! β
Nancy smiled, "Joanna, you're an excellent lawyer. We're all in the same boat. β
"I'm far worse than Nancy you!" Joanna shook her head and smiled, "You're my target!" β
"You can!" Nancy laughed.
Anne Cole turned her head to look at Joanna.
Joanna smiled, "Annie, you don't know what to do, do you?" Nancy is a Harvard J.D., and both the Heath Bob case and the Lake of Tranquility case were completed by Nancy! β
Anne Cole looked at Nancy in amazement. Both of these cases are sensational cases, and the lawyers are extremely superb, turning defeat into victory, and they are classics in the legal world.
Anne Cole asked, "Then Nancy Law Firm is Nancy yours?" β
Nancy nodded: "It's my office, but since I had Anna, I haven't been out of work and become a housewife." β
"It's a pity." Joanna said.
Nancy smiled and shook her head, "I think it's worth it." β
At this time, Anna trotted over, dressed in a princess dress, smiling happily and wearing pink makeup.
She ran over and grabbed Anne Cole's hand, looked up and asked, "Anne, are you Master's wife?" β
Anne Cole squatted down with her skirt, looked at her eye level, and smiled, "I'm his girlfriend." β
"Oh, girlfriend." Anna tilted her head to look at her and said seriously: "Then you have to work hard, Master has a lot of beauties who like it!" β
"It's good, I'll work hard." Anne laughed.
"Anna, go play with Juan." Nancy said softly.
Anna shook her head: "Mom, they are so naΓ―ve, I don't like to play with them, I want to play with you!" β
"Play games with them." Nancy laughed and said she didn't want Anna to be exposed to the adult world too early, because being too precocious would rob her of the joy of childhood.
"They're all stupid!" Anna pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "I win any game, it's so boring!" β
Nancy said, "You let them do a little." β
Anna waved her hand: "That's even more boring, I'm not their mother, coaxing them." β
Anne Cole and Joanna both laughed.
Nancy shook her head helplessly: "Then you follow me." β
She turned her head and said, "Since studying with Fang Han, she has become more and more excessive. β
Joanna laughed, "Anna is smart. β
It's especially interesting for children to talk about adults, and Anna's big eyes blink as if she can speak, and everyone can't help but like her.
"Anna, your master is too dull, like an old man, don't learn from him!" Anne Cole patted Anna on the shoulder and smiled.
Anna tilted her head and said, "Master, that's called steady." β
"He's too steady." Anne Cole laughed, "You shouldn't be like him as a lady, women are different from men." β
"Oh......" Anna pondered, tilting her head.
The crowd laughed.
Nancy pulled Anne and Joanna to introduce them one by one, all of them were big people, or the wife of a certain councilor, or outstanding people in a certain field, some were famous, some were unknown, but all of them were in power.
Fang Han sent Catherine home first after work, and when he returned to his home, a Lincoln car was parked at the door, and two elite bodyguards stood beside the car.
Fang Han raised his eyebrows and stopped.
The Lincoln door opened, and down stepped an old man in a silver-gray suit, with gray hair in his hand, holding a document bag, polite, like an English gentleman.
He walked calmly and calmly to Fang Han, and said with a smile: "Hello Mr. Fang Han, I am Lorenzo, this is given to Mr. by Mr. Hawke." β
He handed the document bag to Fang Han.
Fang Han caught the document bag: "Hawke is okay?" β
"He's fine." Lorenzo nodded.
Fang Han opened the file bag, there was a stack of documents in it, he took out one and looked at it, and looked up at Lorenzo: "Convey my thanks to Hawke on my behalf." β
"Mr. Hawke said that this is what Mr. deserves." Lorenzo smiled and bowed: "Then, I'll take my leave first!" β
Fang Han nodded. (To be continued......)