"Zhuang Ye is so powerful!"

"Mom!"

"The Flying Tigers are so tired from training!"

"I want to practice!"

A week after the Flying Tigers were officially formed.

A team of police officers in black training uniforms ran around the playground with firearms.

They were covered in mud and looked like they had just crawled out of a mud puddle.

"Da Da Da!"

Zhuang Shikai held the gun in one hand and fired a string of bullets into the sky.

As a training instructor for the Flying Tigers, he is qualified to use equipment such as the Flying Tigers' semi-automatic rifles on the training ground.

The four ghost instructors stood beside them with their arms crossed over their chests, their muscles blowing out their sleeves, and staring at the trainees with serious faces.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Zhuang Shikai yelled, the team members tightened their buttocks, lifted their last breath, and hurriedly accelerated their pace.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Still not fast enough!"

"Are you ants! I don't think you should call it the Flying Tigers! It's good to change it to Team Ants! ”

Zhuang Shikai roared, and the team members were red and full of wailing.

This week, the Flying Tigers' training program includes "Command", "Bomb Disposal", "Cooperative Attack", "Firearms Knowledge" and so on.

There are both liberal arts and martial arts.

Trained a bunch of rabbit cubs badly enough.

It's a pity that there is only more miserable, and there is no worst.

The training subjects formulated by the ghost commander in the past are all regular "special subjects".

In terms of the comprehensive quality of the Flying Tigers, although they are very tired, they can still bear it.

But today, Instructor Zhuang took a class for the first time, and as soon as he started class, he gave a group of "Flying Tigers" a hard blow.

Whistle at 3 a.m.

"Water Prison Training", "Rappelling Rescue", "Real Bomb Demolition and Bomb Disposal", "Helicopter Suspension in the Air", ......

After a set of basic operations, there are "raw meat lunch" and "cicada cocoon dinner" waiting for them!

These training plans made by Zhuang Shikai in advance, even the chief instructor of the ghost guy secretly said that after reading it, he felt that it would not be too much.

No! Absolutely not! Zhuang Shikai will not only show grace to this group of little tigers, but not power. He must kill their majesty before he can make them obedient in the days to come.

Only grace and power are combined! In order to let them know how powerful the chief is!

During the training process, there were a few ghost team members who dared to resist, and they were all brought into the infirmary by Zhuang Shikai with their cuffs. After all, if there is a thorn, pull it out, and that's how simple it is.

Now, whether it is a ghost or a Chinese, everyone keeps their mouths shut, only dares to grit their teeth and hold on, and no one dares to disagree with Instructor Zhuang.

In the future, "Devil's Training Day" will become synonymous with Instructor Zhuang's Training Day, and terrifying training such as "Devil's Week" and "Devil's Exercise" await them......

The police officers who can't hold it will be eliminated from the Flying Tigers!

"No more."

"No more......"

At this time, Zhou Xingxing fell to the last of the team panting, and was taking the opportunity to be lazy.

"Da-da-da-da."

Zhuang Shikai lowered the muzzle of the gun, and a string of bullets shot behind Zhou Xingxing's buttocks.

"Nope! I'm okay! ”

Zhou Xingxing was startled, and burst out with a burst of power, da-da-da, a burst of acceleration, and rushed back into the team.

"Huh."

"Fight me."

The corners of Zhuang Shikai's mouth jumped into a sneer.

Although the "shooting club" has not yet been built, it is already underway.

He has privately assisted several Flying Tiger members with average family backgrounds and financial difficulties, and then slowly deepened the relationship. In the end, when the "shooting club" is built, it will be good to take everyone under the door.

……

Evening.

The Flying Tigers training is over.

Zhuang Shikai taught the Flying Tigers a hard lesson and told them that the world was sinister.

Then, he took a shower, changed his clothes and went to Yunlai Teahouse to eat.

Ami is now the general manager of the "Reverse Customer" shoe store, and her work is a little busier. But she enjoyed it and didn't feel miserable.

It's just that there is less time to eat dinner together on two days.

As a result, Zhuang Shikai often looks for a place to eat in a restaurant outside.

At this time, he wore a suit, walked into the store refreshed, ordered a pot of green tea, a few baskets of refreshments, and leaned back on a chair to rest.

The Flying Tigers do not train 24 hours a day, and as a Chinese instructor, he teaches a few days a month. And after the class, you can leave the station and leave the rest of the daily management to the ghost instructors.

After all, he is not a full-time instructor, but only a consultant instructor. The real core of the profession is still the affairs of the plainclothes group in Kowloon. Of course, the days when he was in charge of training were definitely the most miserable days for the Flying Tigers.

"It tastes pretty good."

"The master's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Soon, Zhuang Shikai ordered shrimp dumplings, phoenix feet, barbecued pork buns, and a cage of cages.

After the waiter put the last garlic pork ribs on the table, he hurriedly pushed the cart away and left.

Zhuang Shikai picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of the tea shop, a cup of tea, and ate a leisurely and happy dinner.

As a time-honored brand in Central, the taste of Yunlai Teahouse must be very positive, and if it is not, it will not survive the saliva of a group of gluttons in Central.

It's not in vain that he has been driving around after work in recent days, and he has come to Yunlai Teahouse for dinner. Not to mention anything else, the deliciousness of shrimp dumplings is better than that of ordinary teahouses.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai was eating shrimp dumplings, and the fresh and slippery shrimp burst in his mouth, and he swallowed the chewy dumpling skin.

"Slurp." He raised his teacup and took a sip of tea.

When he put down the teacup, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall woman in a red shirt sitting down in the corner.

"Huh?"

"Why is she here?"

Zhuang Shikai fell silent and ate refreshments quietly.

Soon, the leader of the winning streak "Deng Tianbo" also came to the teahouse with a group of people.

Zhuang Shikai sat alone in the hall, while the woman in red shirt and Deng Tianbo sat at the big round table on the side to eat and chat.

This kind of large round table in the teahouse is equivalent to a private room, with a huge carved screen separating it from the scattered tables in the hall and playing a role of barrier.

"It turned out that I was here to talk about white powder."

Zhuang Shikai held the teacup in his hand and thought for a while.

Recently, he has synthesized some rumors and changes on the road, and probably already knows who the woman in white he met at the Tin Hau Temple is...

The new dealer "Rose", which is famous in the white powder industry on the road.

In the past, Lian Shengsheng's white powder was imported from Chaozhou porridge, and now Deng Tianbo met with her, which means that Lian Sheng is going to buy from "roses"?

In just a few months, not only did she create a market, but she also managed to get one of the four major associations, and this woman called Rose is really capable.

However, after all, the fan seller is the fan seller, and Zhuang Shikai will not take the initiative to find the other party after learning the identity of the other party, let alone tease a female drug dealer for a "lustful".

After all, the relationship between black and white is not the same, there can be no pure feelings between the two, and if there is any relationship, then there is not necessarily a mixture of interests in the relationship.

Hehe, the last time we met, Rose was wearing a white suit, like a white rose in her cold eyes. Today, he is wearing a red suit and red high heels, which has a seductive feeling, like a red rose that arouses desire and makes people commotion.

"Wait."

"She can't be coming at me, is she?"

Zhuang Shikai looked at the scene in progress, and suddenly had a strong sense of familiarity in his heart, and suddenly guessed a possibility.