Fang Han returned to New York, did not have to go to the police station to work, and went directly to the FBI building.

When he arrived at the building at nine o'clock, everyone had already gone to work, and the combat training class was late, and the class would be another hour after dinner.

As soon as he entered the building, he felt that everyone was staring at him strangely, and when he looked over, they hurriedly looked away and did not look at him.

Fang Han touched his face, came to the mirror and took a look, it was still that normal face, there was nothing strange, he immediately understood, it was the role of that video.

He came to the underground training hall, and the players had arrived, and their instructor of the new FBI was Fang Han.

Fang Han stood in front of them, looked at them a few times and nodded: "It's in good shape!" ”

"Instructor, is that video real?" Big black Stephen asked with a grin.

"It's true." Fang Han said.

Stephen hurriedly said, "Can the instructor teach us?" ”

Fang Han tilted his head and looked at them: "You want to learn swordsmanship?" ”

"yes." Everyone nodded in unison.

Fang Han said with a smile: "Swordsmanship has no practical value, you can't always carry a sword all day long, forget it." ”

"Instructor, you can't use a sword, we can use a dagger!" Stephen busied.

Fang Han shook his head and said, "Forget it, you are not suitable for sword training." ”

Everyone suddenly showed a helpless look.

Stephen said, "The instructor doesn't want to teach us anymore. ”

Fang Han said: "Actually, the sword technique is no different from the fist technique, for you, the move is secondary. The key is speed. ”

He came to the sandbag and instantly punched out more than two dozen punches, "bang, bang, bang......" The sandbag kept vibrating, but it didn't move out of position.

Stephen's eyes widened, and they saw Fang Han's fists turn into a shadow, they couldn't see clearly, there was only a shadow, which was incredibly fast.

After Fang Han stopped, he looked at everyone with a smile: "If you have such a fist speed, who can stop your fist?" ”

The crowd nodded slowly.

Fang Han said: "I'll teach you now." It is to improve your physical fitness. Unleash your potential, and then get to that speed. ”

"Instructor, can we be as fast as you?"

"I can't." Fang Han shook his head: "You will never be able to reach my speed!" ”

The crowd shook their heads and sighed.

Fang Han said: "You can't be as fast as me, but you can be faster than ordinary people." That's enough for you. Isn't it? ”

Stephen laughed, "The instructor is right. As long as you can outperform others! …… Instructor, how long will it take us to meet the standard? ”

"A month." Fang Han said: "If you practice seriously. ”

Someone whispered, "It's been so long......"

Fang Han snorted and said coldly: "This is already very fast!" All right. Don't be verbose, let's get started! ”

Everyone shouted "yes", began to stand on the pile, all looked similar, there is no mediocrity who can be hired into the FIB, he is the best among his peers, his body is very good, and the motor nerves are developed, the ability to manipulate the body is better than the average person, and he learns the pile skill quickly.

Fang Han had only taught it three times, and they had already mastered the trick, and their posture was able to reach the standard, and they all had different feelings.

They stood still, Fang Han walked around, correcting someone's posture from time to time, and after half an hour, some people began to hold on.

A young brown-haired girl with trembling legs and about to fall down at any moment, sweating profusely and her face flushed as if she were drunk.

Fang Han stepped forward and gently patted her on the shoulder.

As soon as the brown-haired woman's body straightened, she suddenly stopped trembling, and the redness on her face quickly faded and returned to her normal state, she glanced at Fang Han in surprise.

Just now, there was a hot current rushing into the body, flowing quickly through, and then the fatigue and discomfort of the body disappeared at once, as if taking a hot bath, but it was very comfortable.

She knew that Fang Han's kung fu was powerful, and she had seen it, but she only thought that he was physically strong, powerful, and fast, and there was nothing else mysterious.

This hot flow made her realize that kung fu was beyond her comprehension.

Fang Han said softly: "The breath you feel is the qi in Kung Fu, which is condensed from the most essence of the body. ”

As he spoke, he photographed all the team members, and they all felt the flow of internal force, and the heat dissipated the discomfort in their bodies, and they were so comfortable that they wanted to sleep.

They looked at Fang Han in amazement, incredulous.

Fang Han said: "Your goal is to cultivate this qi, it will make your strength stronger, faster, and more durable!" ”

"When are we going to be able to practice?" Stephen asked.

Fang Han smiled: "It depends on the physique of each of you, there are fast and slow, don't worry, there is a Chinese proverb that water comes naturally, let it be, it will naturally appear when it should come out, as long as there is enough time." ”

"Instructor, can we practice?" Stephen said: "I don't think I'm tired at all after practicing, and I can practice again!" ”

Fang Han nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you don't exceed your limit, for now, you shouldn't exceed four hours." ”

"No problem!" Stephen Road.

Fang Han turned his head and stared at him: "Stephen, you'd better not exceed four hours!" ”

Stephen said loudly: "Don't worry, instructor, I won't!" ”

Fang Han snorted and didn't say more, he saw through Stephen's thoughts, obviously he wanted to increase the amount and overdose, and he couldn't listen to his own persuasion.

He can only be honest and obedient after taking a little lesson.

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Fang Han trained for two hours and let them rest, today's fighting class was over, and at noon, Fang Han found Ingrid in the cafeteria.

She sat alone in the corner and lowered her head to eat, and when Fang Han sat next to her, she raised her head and frowned, and when she saw that it was him, she stretched her brows.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Not welcome? ”

"If I say yes, will you go?"

"No, it won't."

"What's that nonsense?!"

"You're so unfriendly." Fang Han shook his head helplessly and said, "Is there any big case?" ”

"Nope!" Ingrid snorted: "The swordsmanship is good, it's really a colorful life!" ”

Fang Han smiled: "Fellow practitioners. Nothing. ”

"Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi, you don't know the way, do you?" Ingrid said coldly: "At the scene of your martial arts competition, there are two high-level leaders of the Yamaguchi Group, do you know the way?" ”

Fang Han frowned and said, "There are high-level people from the Yamaguchi Group there?" ”

"Looks like you don't know what to do." Ingrid frowned and said, "That's bold!" ”

Fang Han smiled: "They don't dare to trouble me, right?" ”

"He underestimated them too much!" Ingrid snorted coldly: "There are not ten colleagues in their hands, but also eight!" ”

"The Yamaguchi-gumi are so rampant?" Fang Han was surprised: "How dare you provoke the FBI?" ”

"The C.I.A. didn't even look at it." Ingrid said coldly: "Not to mention us!" …… Anyway, be careful, don't get killed in a mess! ”

Fang Han could hear that she was unimpressed with her fight with Ichiro Tanida, feeling reckless, and she was also worried about herself.

He looked at Ingrid, who was eating and didn't want to talk anymore.

Fang Han didn't say much, and lowered his head to eat.

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Fang Han has an office. Adjacent to Ingrid. He finished his martial arts training session and sat back at his desk, waiting for the end of the day.

The setting sun stained the sky red, and it's time to get off work. Fang Han was looking at a document. There is a lot of information in the FBI database that outsiders can't see. Fang Han watched hungrily and enriched his knowledge.

When he woke up, the office was gone. Only Ingrid was left typing there, her hands soft and swift, and her movements graceful, as if she were playing the piano.

When Fang Han turned his head to look at her, he suddenly felt that her figure was very lonely, and there was an inexplicable feeling of sadness, Fang Han was stunned for a moment.

Ingrid has always felt strong and rational for him, except that night when she went crazy under pressure, but other than that, she showed the demeanor of a high-IQ elite.

He thought for a moment and walked over and knocked on Ingrid's table.

Ingrid looked up at him.

Fang Han said: "Do you want to work overtime?" ”

"Right away." Ingrid returned her gaze to the monitor.

Fang Han nodded, closed the computer and left.

Ingrid finished typing, twisted her neck, let out a long stretch, then closed her computer and left, heading to the underground parking lot.

She came to her car and was about to unlock it, when a horn sounded next to her.

She turned her head to take a look, Fang Han was waving to herself in the car: "Come here, go have a drink!" ”

Ingrid shook her head: "You better go back to accompany your Anne!" ”

Fang Han said: "Okay, then I'll send you back!" ”

Ingrid looked at him, came to sit down beside him, and pulled on her seat belt: "Thank you!" ”

Ingrid lives in a middle-class neighborhood with villas with swimming pools, similar to Fang Han's previous villas.

Sending her to the door to stop, Fang Han smiled and said, "Ingrid, see you tomorrow." ”

“…… Come up and have a cup of tea! Ingrid hesitated for a moment and said lightly: "If you don't mind!" ”

Fang Han got out of the car with a smile: "Let's go." ”

The two entered the living room, and Ingrid turned on the TV first, and then went to the kitchen to make tea.

"I only have simple tea here." Ingrid said: "I don't usually have friends who drink tea. ”

Fang Han nodded: "No problem." ”

He turned his head to look around the room, and his eyes fell on a photograph of two officers, a man and a woman, hugging and smiling.

One is Ingrid, the other is a handsome young man, his blue eyes are like the sea, and the handsome sun is shining in his face.

Fang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Ingrid in the kitchen, "This is your boyfriend?" ”

"Yes." Ingrid replied.

Fang Han frowned and said, "He's gone?" ”

Ingrid came over with a cup of coffee and nodded faintly: "Died in Afghanistan." ”

"When?"

"Two years ago."

Fang Han looked at her calmly and sighed, "You should come out." ”

Ingrid smiled and lowered her eyes to her coffee.

Fang Han said: "You guys have a good relationship, right?" ”

Ingrid shook her head.

Fang Han smiled: "Aren't you happy? ”

"We're always fighting together." Ingrid shook her head and said, "The personality is incompatible, and it is very hard." ”

Fang Han stared at her: "Then why can't you get out?" ”

"Because it's ...... get used to," Ingrid shook her head, "It doesn't matter if you can't walk out or not, I'm used to being alone." ”

"You're going to be single for the rest of your life?"

"I don't know what to do."

"If it goes on like this, I'm really going to be lonely for a lifetime!" Fang Han shook his head and said, "Go out and drink and chat with friends and get to know men." ”

"Boring." Ingrid snorted.

“…… Let's have a drink. Fang Han put down the tea: "This tea is too hard to drink!" (To be continued......)