After returning from the state, Governor Shan issued a notice that all office staff would undergo a week-long special training.

As a secretary, Jun Xiangjian is also listed as one of them.

It was from this Friday onwards that the prison emperor himself led the team to train.

The Prison Emperor's Training Ground.

A group of people had just finished running five thousand meters, and they were already exhausted, panting and unable to stand on their feet.

It's okay to see you, because you have practiced taekwondo, and your physical strength is better than ordinary people.

The coaches who led the team shook their heads, they would rather take on the task and play against real opponents.

Now let them train a bunch of weak chickens, what is this called!

On the viewing platform of the building behind, Jing Zhan crouched on the railing, looking at the situation below, and kept staggering.

"I really don't understand, why Brother Yu suddenly asked the elite of the prison emperor to train these weak people who are squatting in the office! He also pointed at them to kill the enemy! It's okay not to pee your pants when the time comes! ”

Jingchen put his hands in his pockets, as if he had already seen through everything: "Do you think Brother Yu is really so idle?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Jingchen raised his chin and pointed to the man who was handing mineral water to Jun Xiangjian: "Of course it's for that one!" The last time it was so dangerous in Weizhou, it is estimated that Brother Yu was worried that one day even if he was not by his sister-in-law's side, the sister-in-law would have enough ability to protect herself. ”

Jing Zhan nodded knowingly, touched his shoulder on his shoulder, and quipped: "I said that your emotional intelligence has improved by leaps and bounds recently!" ”

Jingchen hooked his lips and did not speak.

His eyes inadvertently fell on the straight figure not far away, and his pupils moved almost invisibly.

Helian Yu opened the mineral water and handed it to Jun Xiangjian.

The training clothes were slightly wide on the girl's body, and her small face was abnormally red because of strenuous exercise, and her forehead was covered with a dense layer of fine sweat.

"Lord Shanzhou, are you here?"

Helian lowered his voice: "Come and have a look." ”

"Can you hold on?"

Jun Xiangjian waved his hand while drinking water, and after swallowing it, he wiped the corners of his mouth without any image: "Little case!" ”

Helian met the corners of his lips slightly hooked, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

Jun Xiangjian was stunned for a while before taking it and gently wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Shortly after Helian left, a tall girl approached.

She looked at Jun Xiangjian with some curiosity, although she was looking, but her gaze was not the slightest unkind.

Jun Xiangjian has an impression of her.

Because among these people, there are only two girls.

And she is no worse than a boy.

She asked, "Do you also work at Imperial Glory International?" I don't think I've seen you before. ”

Jun Xiangjian smiled: "I'm the secretary of the governor of Shanzhou, and I usually only work on Fridays, so ...... A lot of people don't know about me. ”

"I see!" The girl stretched out her hand, exuding an arrogant and capable aura, "Hello, I'm Wen Yanqi from the translation department. ”

Jun Xiangjian was stunned for a while, and then stretched out his hand to hold her back: "I'm Jun Xiangjian, are you a translator?" ”

Wen Yanqi nodded: "Yes." ”

The two chatted for a while, and the coach called for a meeting.

Learn to shoot in the afternoon.

These people who sit in the office all day long have seen real guns and live ammunition, and they can't hold their hands straight at the moment.

Jun Xiang is calm and calm.

Although she has seen it, she has not learned it.

The gun I bought on the black market before was originally intended to be bold, but I didn't expect it to be confiscated by Jun Fuyou's people before I started to install it.

The coaches of the prison emperor are all men, they are usually rough and used to it, and in their eyes there is no distinction between men and women.

When the first coach was about to correct Jun Xiangjian's posture of holding the gun, he was blocked by a black shadow passing by the wind......