"Wowhaha!! Lucky little bastard! Uncle Ben has sent you women's clothes!! ”

The moment this voice sounded, Fang Ran couldn't wait to pick up all his chocolate boxes and rush towards the source of the sound!

He could tell with his ass who this guy who was arguing to give him women's clothes.

Bastard!

I now have to get up at six o'clock every day, and then run 10,000 meters in 30 minutes, run more than 1,000 meters with all my might, and be paralyzed and shoot the floor once, and then continue to train extreme parkour, I don't know how many times I shoot the floor, and finally he has to be beaten three points!!

I don't know how many times I have to be torn apart!

The scariest part is not counting the afternoon training!!

Really, life is so hard......

So why are there guys who come to make trouble at this time!

Women's clothing, women's clothing, women's clothing, all day long, know women's clothing!

Do you believe that I can kill you if I dress up as a woman!!

Just when Fang Ran was roaring in his heart, the door of the C-level training ground on the first floor of the basement had slowly opened, a young man wearing sunglasses and a white casual shirt, the whole person, including the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, the prodigal son's temperament of not looking back, was extremely strong, and even suppressed his originally handsome face.

Then he immediately saw Su Qun and Fang Ran in the corner of the training ground with a sharp eye.

"Hahaha!! Fang Ran, we meet again! Do you miss me!! ”

No! I don't want to see you! Get out of here!

Fang Ran shouted in his heart with refusal, and then at this time, the magic envoy had already rushed over...

Well, a women's dress in his hand.

I've said you'll get out of here!

And put away your stuff!

Fang Ran collapsed to the ground, although his body was not good, he shouted violently in his heart!

Coming to the training ground, the corner where Su Qun and Fang Ran were practicing, Fang Ran, who was obviously exhausted by Su Qun's practice, nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, that's right, young and young people should train more, so that you can become bald and strong."

I'm bald on your face, and I'll be strong on your face!

Fang Ran looked at his gloating look, and complained in his heart.

"Why are you here?"

Su Qun put down the scabbard and looked at the magic envoy and asked strangely.

The magician stretched out his hands to him, and said indifferently:

"As soon as I came out of the scene, I heard a big news after making up for sleep, and I learned that the A-level top of our Huaxia Night Bureau was training in the night game, and I thought it was interesting."

Let me go back!!

Seeing that Fang Shu's envoy came running for this reason, Fang Ran just wanted to be angry and spit in his face.

"Hehe, Fang Ran, how about looking at this little dress I brought you? Lolita's yo~"

In the next second, the magic envoy came to Fang Ran and squatted down, and showed him the Lolita dress in the high-end clothing bag with a wicked smile.

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched, his whole body trembled with anger, he gathered all his strength, and still trembled and said weakly:

"Go... Die..."

"Eh, don't be shy, come, this small group will give it to you, as a meeting gift from the seniors of the night bureau, a limited edition yo~"

Yo your sister!

Fang Ran looked at Fang Shu, who didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, stuffed his skirt into his arms, and added with his eyebrows:

"Remember to tell me when you wear it~"

Who the fuck would wear something like that!

Also, I've said it, your sister!

Fang Ran roared angrily in his heart, but since he had just been beaten two points, he was now powerless, and before accepting the next splitting of his muscles and bones, he could only use his salted fish to die with his fierce anger at Fang Ran.

Su Qun looked at this scene, sighed helplessly, and then said to the magic envoy:

"Fangju, we're still training."

"I know, I know, so why don't I come here and see if I can help."

The magician said to Su Qun with a wink, and Su Qun looked at him speechlessly.

Help? Are you sure you really think so?

After speaking, Fang Shu'an looked at the vicinity where the two were training, all kinds of fighting equipment, and there was a dying Fang Ran on the ground holding armor and women's clothes.

"What are you doing... Combat practice? ”

Fang Shu made a 'huh' and asked Su Qun with an expression of 'should it be like this'.

"Well, yes, what's wrong?"

Fang Shu'an stared at Su Qun speechlessly with a look of 'really so', and Su Qun looked at him strangely.

After a while, the magic envoy spoke speechlessly:

"I said that, Su Qun, you are a C-level participant, and you are also the strongest ancient martial arts ability in martial arts, you do sparring for Fang Ran special training, do you think he can learn a hammer on the way to be beaten by you!"

Fang Ran, who collapsed on the ground on the side, agreed with tears streaming down his face, feeling that this bastard who always wanted his women's clothes finally said something.

In fact, he didn't even learn a hammer.

When Su Qun heard this, he thought with a frown:

"I've pushed my movements to the basics, and I think it's the quickest way to train against me, because that's what my master taught me before I was a participant."

Don't think everyone is like you...

Fang Ran and Fang Shushu looked at him speechlessly, complaining silently in their hearts.

"It's useless no matter how much you press, your instinct determines even your level, and you definitely won't make mistakes, it's too difficult for a novice."

Fang Shushu rolled his eyes and said, Su Qun thought seriously for a moment, then looked at him and asked:

"So what do you say?"

"That's it."

Fang Shushu snapped his fingers, and a yellow paper blood talisman burned behind him, and then a humanoid puppet appeared behind him, leaving Fang Ran dumbfounded.

The wooden puppet reveals a strong charm of ancient China, antique.

"With this, I will summon the Yin Soldier to possess the soul and practice with Fang Ran, so that Fang Ran can also let go of his hands and feet without scruples, as for you, you will give full play to your responsibility as a fighting instructor, point out Fang Ran's shortcomings every time, and then give him a drill in person."

The magician patted the puppet and smiled with a thumbs up:

"Believe me, using the same goal as a teaching material like this will definitely be more effective than your hammer."

Fang Ran looked at the puppet with his mouth wide open, and Su Qun nodded in agreement.

In the night game, although the magic envoy is always the most cheerful and profligate, not a righteous person, and always repaired by others, but perhaps because of his ability, it is the person with the most brains who comes up with all kinds of sideways on these issues.

"That's true, it's true, while letting Fang Ran reflect on his own shortcomings of the puppet from the perspective of a bystander, it's indeed a good way to learn to see how I deal with it, so let's get started."

Su Qun nodded in agreement, and the other party's envoy spoke.

"The Shadow is calling!"

The magician pulled out a piece of yellow paper and scribbled a spell on it, clearly floating in the void with his fingertips, but the color of vermilion was drawn.

Then he slapped it on the puppet, and the puppet possessed by the ghost suddenly moved.

After the magic envoys watched Su Qun divide Fang Ran's muscles and bones, screaming and screaming, and sighed, the devastated Fang Ran stood up again, and he stared viciously at the pile of 'wood' in front of him!

I'm going to vent all my anger at being hammered by the group of people in the past few days on this wooden thing!

I can't beat the C-tier elite, I can't beat you!?

So Fang Ran took a deep breath and rushed forward with the training sword in his hand!

...

Then three minutes later.

Fang Shuji and Su Qun looked at Fang Ran, who was beaten down, and his buttocks seemed to be smoking.

Silent.

"Didn't you say it must be more effective than my hammer on him?"

Sorcerer: "......"

Su Qun silently turned his head to look at the magic envoy, who covered his face for a second, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"I'm sorry, don't look at me, I'm really summoning the weakest Yin..."