Stephen slowly closed his fists and turned his head to sweep at everyone: "Is there anyone else?"

Everyone frowned and stared at him without saying a word.

Their eyes were dazzled, Stephen's fist had already gone out, the speed was too fast, and he could not stop it even if he had changed himself, so he would just humiliate himself.

Stephen snorted: "You can't even beat me, and you dare to say that you are better than the instructor!"

A girl named Jenny among the new agents said with a smile: "Stephen, they have never compared with the instructor, so that's why."

Stephen snorted: "If you are like you, everyone can't beat the instructor even if you add one!"

"Hi, novices, you are quite awesome!" someone shouted.

Stephen clapped his face: "It's much worse than the instructor. You don't know how powerful the instructor is, ignorant people!"

"This rookie is too arrogant!" Everyone shook their heads helplessly.

But they didn't dare to come up and compete. Stephen's fist was so fast that he couldn't see clearly that he could not stop it at all. Even if he was angry, he could only endure it.

"Let's go away, let's go away." Henry took a breath, his face dark but not pale.

Someone laughed and said, "It's so embarrassing, Henry!"

"Shit, come and try it!" Henry glared at him in anger.

"What's going on?" A clear voice pressed across the training ground and buzzed. Everyone turned their heads to look, and Fang Han was smiling at everyone.

"Instructor!" Stephen and the others shouted loudly, standing in line and standing in a row.

Fang Han nodded, glanced at everyone, and his eyes fell on Henry.

Henry touched his eyes and instinctively avoided it. Involuntarily, Shengwu immediately came over and hurriedly stared at Fang Han, unwilling to be outdone.

Fang Han nodded at Henry and looked at Stephen and the others: "Are you finished practicing?"

"Yes!" the new agents shouted.

The sounds of more than a dozen of them made the ears buzzing around them.

Fang Han waved his hand: "Okay, then let's disband."

"Yes." Stephen and the others shouted and dispersed again.

Fang Han nodded to everyone and turned around and left.

Everyone was silent. If they wanted to see the super policeman before, they would no longer have the intention.

His apprentice who had been teaching for a few days was so powerful, and competing with him was to insult himself.

———

Fang Han returned to her house with Ingret in the evening. After taking a shower and having dinner, the two of them hugged each other and enjoyed the silence quietly.

"I want to teach you kung fu." Fang Han hugged her and sniffed the faint fragrance on her body: "Sometimes I can't protect you, I have to rely on yourself."

Ingret lay on his chest: "F-pillow is the best job. It's safer than the police. Don't worry about it."

"Do you know why you need to practice kung fu? In this hot weapon era, no matter how high your kung fu is, you can't stop a gun. Why do you have to spend so much time practicing kung fu?"

"Strengthen your body."

"Sometimes when you walk, a car rushes over, or you ride a bicycle and hit the roadside. If you are not, you will almost decide whether to live or die at critical moments. The chances of survival of a person with kung fu are definitely greater than those without kung fu."

"……Um."

"This is the meaning of practicing Kung Fu. Working hard is to prepare for this moment."

“…Okay, I’ll just practice.”

Fang Han kissed her smooth forehead and smiled.

"It seems like practicing kung fu needs to start from a young age, right?"

"It's normal, yes." Fang Han smiled and said, "You are different."

“What’s the difference?”

"You haven't found that your body is better than before?"

Ingret looked up at him: "I've always been wondering, isn't it because of endocrine?"

She had no boyfriend for a long time. Later, with Fang Han, the whole person was completely refreshed under the nourishment of rain and dew. She could feel that her body was getting better and better. Whether it was physical strength, endurance, speed and strength, she had made great progress. She originally thought that the endocrine system was more balanced.

Fang Han said: "It's because of a kind of kung fu I practice."

"No wonder, you cheated!" Ingret patted his chest lightly and lay down again. She was particularly unbearable in front of Fang Han, and soon reached the peak, with almost no power to fight back.

Fang Han smiled and said, "You will achieve success in your current physical practice."

"Then start!" Ingret said: "Stephen and the others are so majestic today!"

She heard about Henry and the others challenging Stephen, and the whole f-pillow spread, and the f-pillow was about to have a fever of kung fu.

Fang Han said: "It's a coincidence that you have to learn now?"

"Of course!" Ingret jumped out of the bed and quickly put on his sweatshirt.

Fang Han found that Ingret was very smart and learned very quickly. He could master it by doing two moves, and it was worthy of having a high IQ.

However, no matter how powerful it is, she needs to start from scratch. She did not teach her standing, but a set of actions, similar to Taoist guidance techniques.

Like Ingret, she is not as good as a routine for her body to control her subtle physical exercises. The two methods of movement and stillness have their own strengths, and she is more suitable for dynamic exercises.

———

The next morning, he left early and went to Clara's house.

Clara was running in the community, wearing a bright yellow sweatshirt with a bright face, and when she saw his car, she ran back.

After parking the car into the garage, Fang Han entered the house. The living room was very quiet. Clara saw no sign and had already crawled in to take a shower.

He shook his head and laughed. It seemed that Clara was angry and was irritated.

Sitting on the sofa, he picked up the newspaper, and he put it down again. There was an rumor about Anne Cole, who had been plagued by scandals for a while.

Anne Cole greeted him in advance, in order to cooperate with the film promotion. He expressed his understanding, but he felt uncomfortable when he saw the random writing in the newspaper and the photos posted.

The so-called "not seeing" means being pure. He can only ignore this situation and treat it as if he doesn't know anything. Then he thought that it was what Clara deliberately put on it, and that he was angry with himself.

After taking a shower, Clara came out wearing a snow-white bathrobe, rubbed her blonde hair lazily and casually, and sat lightly beside him. The faint fragrance of the bath liquid drifted into his lungs, making her whole body feel refreshed.

"Why are you here?" Clara glanced at him casually.

Fang Han said: "How do you feel?"

"It's great that you're not here!" Clara said.

Fang Han reached out to grab her wrist, ignored her struggle, took Mai Bo for a moment, nodded: "It's okay, I'm just a little angry."

Clara glanced at him sideways: "Have you had sex with Ingret?"

Fang Han looked at her helplessly.

Clara snorted, "I know it's like this!"

Fang Han said: "Clara, I want to teach you kung fu."

"Kung Fu?" Clara frowned: "Aren't you going to become a disciple?"

Fang Han shook his head: "You are not an outsider, you can pass it on. Do you want to learn it?... After practicing kung fu, you will be cured soon and you don't need to take care of it for a long time."

"Oh, no wonder, I thought I was annoyed and wasted your time!" Clara suddenly realized.

Fang Han said angrily: "Stop talking, just say whether you want to learn!"

"Of course I do!" Clara said: "What are the requirements?"

"Nothing special, I'll just be less angry." Fang Han said.

"Who is angry with you?" Clara said with a blank look and said, "I should say this!"

Fang Han shook his head: "Let's go, try practicing first."
Chapter completed!