Just a photo can make life worse than death. This is amazing. If you can learn this, you will have no opponents.

I feel weak when I think about the pain just now, but as long as I endure it, I can practice all my skills. It is absolutely worth it, and it is not dangerous.

They are not flowers in greenhouses, and they can only enter the CIA after experiencing wind and rain. This kind of opportunity is too rare. It is not Clara. They don’t have this opportunity, so of course they have to seize it.

Bogner said: "No one quits?"

"Of course!" Miranda smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, please take care of me!"

Fang Han said: "I will do my best."

"So when will we start?" Miranda asked.

"Tomorrow, go to my manor." Fang Han said: "Borgner, each person will pay 100,000 yuan in funds, and it will be transferred to my account tomorrow!"

"You can do it!" Bogner said: "One million a month!"

Fang Han shook his head: "Skills are priceless. Besides, I need the assistance of medicinal materials, which are all expensive medicinal materials. I can't pay for it myself, right?"

"You write me a list and I'll buy it for you!" said Bogner.

Fang Han said angrily: "Stop talking, I'm counting friendship prices, don't be ungrateful!"

Bogner stared at him for a while and said helplessly: "Okay okay, okay, I'll call you the money today!"

Fang Han nodded with satisfaction: "I'll leave first, see you tomorrow, all beauties."

He waved his hand and left the CIA, returned to the manor, and continued to study the sympathy of heaven and man.

He has the technique of sleeping dragons and can fall asleep at any time even if he is not sleepy.

Most people practice this sympathetic scripture of heaven and man, and they need to start practicing when they fall asleep every night. At most, they can practice it two or three times a day, but they can practice it at any time.

Dragon Sleeping Technique. The Sutra of the Sympathy of Heaven and Man. When you wake up, you will be the Dragon Sleeping Technique and the Sutra of Heaven and Man. This day he keeps struggling.

He did not go to Ingret, nor to the vineyard. He practiced the sympathy of heaven and man from day to night.

Just after midnight, he woke up faintly. His eyes were shining with golden light and he smiled.

He got up from the bed and opened the window. The night breeze came slowly, refreshing and quiet. The dense leaves below were shaking gently, and all kinds of insects were chirping happily. The air was filled with a quiet and cool air, which hurt people's hearts and spleens. The pores in the whole body seemed to be opened, enjoying this coolness.

Fang Han sighed, the Sutra of the Heavenly Man and the Human Sympathy finally became a layer, as if it had opened up another sense. No longer just sensed the world through its five senses, but also added an organ, the world became more vivid and beautiful, so beautiful that it moved and melancholy.

———

The next morning, he was reading a book by the lake, and Oppenheimer drove Miranda and the others in, and then brought it to Fang Han.

Fang Han put down the book and looked at them. They were all wearing loose sportswear, covering their body curves and looked much more dull.

"Mr. Fang." Miranda and the others stood in front of Fang Han, feeling both excited and worried.

Fang Han shook his head: "Do you have yoga clothes?"

Miranda said: "Do you want to wear that?"

"If you don't have one, buy one and report your size to Oppenheimer. He will buy it for you... Come with me." Fang Han stood up and walked around the main building and came to a building to the east.

As soon as I entered the house, a warm breath came to my face, mixed with a faint fragrance.

When they smelled the faint fragrance, their mood became soothing.

The floor is covered with thick and soft cushions, which are very similar to those of a boxing ring. They are hard and soft. When they fall on it, they feel pain but will not be injured.

The living room was empty, with only a few tall plants, freshening the air in the hall, making the hall feel a little angry.

Fang Han said: "The upstairs is your bedroom, and this is your training ground. You can go outside when you don't train, but you can't leave the manor."

"Can you call?" Miranda asked.

"No." Fang Han shook his head.

Valia frowned: "Why?"

Fang Han said: "You need to put aside the distracting thoughts of the world. If you cannot put aside these, you will not be able to get started. It will be useless. So from now on, you must enter a state, purify your soul, give up your desires,... Isolated from the world in the next month, you will be abandoned by the world, and you will be abandoned by the world!"

"Then how do we train?" Valia asked.

Fang Han said: "Train during the day and the medicine bath at night. You will feel that time is slow and you live like a year, but you have no chance to quit."

"Don't worry, Mr. Fang, we insist on it." Miranda smiled.

Fang Han looked at them with a smile: "I hope, okay, let's start now, I will teach you a few warm-up moves first."

He did a set of yoga-like movements to soothe and relax.

Miranda and the others were all very smart and quickly learned it. After practicing for a morning, they were sweating profusely but did not feel tired, but instead they were refreshed.

Oppenheimer has sent out clothes, each with three black tight yoga clothes, which show the curves of the body when worn.

At noon, Fang Han slapped his hands and signaled them to come. Oppenheimer brought a large insulated box and placed it at Fang Han's feet.

"This is lunch, please enjoy it. One serving per person, you must eat it." Fang Han opened the insulated box, and there were ten insulated lunch boxes inside, and handed them to ten women one by one.

Miranda and the others opened it and saw that the things inside were a little weird, looking dark, the rice was also black, exuding a strange smell.

Fang Han smiled and said, "It must be eaten. There are precious medicinal materials added here, so you must not waste it. Okay, I won't disturb you to enjoy it. After the meal, you can sleep for a while. I will come over again in two hours."

After saying that, he clapped his hands and turned around and left.

Two hours later, Fang Han came back and asked them to continue practicing that movement. After practicing for another afternoon, they felt more and more comfortable as they practiced. Their bodies kept sweating, and the more they sweated, the easier it became.

The afternoon passed quickly, and the dinner was still dark stuff. A soup was added, and the soup tasted strange.

After dinner, an hour later, Oppenheimer directed four men to carry a huge wooden barrel, one person tall, and could accommodate ten people to sit.

The four middle-aged men moved in panting. Then they went out to carry wooden barrels, and the soup with the aroma of medicine was added to the large wooden barrels.

"You take off your clothes and go in." Fang Han said.

He and the others retreated. Miranda and the others looked, and Miranda closed the door first, took off their clothes and got into the wooden barrel.

Fang Han's voice came clearly into their ears from outside: "No matter how uncomfortable it is, you must hold on. You can't come out if the soup is not cold!"

"I understand!" Miranda replied loudly.

They gritted their teeth and stood in the hot soup, as if dozens of ants were crawling around on their skin, with goose bumps all over their bodies.

After a while, the ant seemed to have crawled into the skin and leaped along the flesh. It was numb and itchy, but it was useless no matter how hard it was scratched.

After a while, the ant got into the bones, and the bones became soft and soft, and they couldn't stand it. They all collapsed at the bottom of the wooden barrel. They choked by the medicine soup for a few sips before they woke up. Hold the edge of the barrel and stood firmly.

At first, they could still hold the edge of the bucket, but after ten minutes, they were all soft and could no longer stand up straight. They could only kneel down in the wooden bucket.

When Fang Han came in, they were already limp and unable to use any strength, which was no different from mud. Fang Han reached in and patted their smooth backs respectively. A warm breath penetrated into their bodies, allowing them to recover their strength and be able to stand up.

After Fang Han left, they crawled out of the wooden barrels, wrapped in bath towels, and fell asleep directly beside them.

When they woke up the next day, they realized that they could not sleep in the bedroom upstairs. They lay here all night, and Fang Han didn't come in to care about them.

"We're going to wash and prepare breakfast!" Fang Han's voice came from outside, shaking everyone.

They quickly got up and found that they were light and floating, without any fatigue, and their muscles were tight, and they were in better condition.

They didn't know whether it was because of the medicine bath or the warm current that Fang Han sent in. The magic of time and time made them believe more and more in the Fang Han.

The more confident they are, the more they listen to Fang Han's words. No matter how hard he does, they obey and complete it meticulously.

Fang Han is very satisfied with their progress. He is indeed a smart person, willing to endure hardships and obedient. He is really lucky. Thank you Clara.

———

Fang Han sat quietly in a chair by the lake reading a book. The lights around him were as bright as daytime. UV lights attracted insects and mosquitoes and other mosquitoes were not close.

The golf cart slowly arrived in front of the villa. The graceful Annie Cole got out of the car and slowly came to Fang Han. His short shirt and jeans were plain and elegant.

A faint fragrance drifted into Fang Han's nostrils. He turned his head to look at it and smiled: "Annie."

Annie Cole squatted in front of the chair, hugged him, and the two kissed each other.

After a long kiss, Annikoll sat next to Fang Han, who hugged her waist, sat on the bench of the two, and quietly looked at the lake.

After a while, Annie Cole whispered: "You must be very angry, are you?"

Fang Han smiled: "The movie has been released, is the promotional period over?"

"Yes." Annie Cole sighed: "Fang Han, I'm sorry."

Fang Han said: "Your job is nothing to do."

"...I won't be there next time." Annie said softly: "This time there is an agreement, and I can't regret the appointment. I will pay attention to the film next time."

Fang Han smiled and said nothing.

He felt uncomfortable, but he was not too uncomfortable. Unlike Li Tang, he kept thinking about why this was the case. Is his feelings for Annie not as deep as Li Tang?

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not. After thinking about it, it might be because of different psychological expectations. When she was in love with Li Tang, she was just an ordinary student. When she met Anne Cole, Anne was the world-renowned superstar. If she wanted to be with her, she knew that this would happen.

Anne snuggled up to him and expressed her apology.

After a while, Annie Cole spoke: "Li Tang and the others are here?"

"Yeah." Fang Han felt guilty and didn't dare to say more.

Anne Cole said: "Let her go to an audition the day after tomorrow, I will bring the script."

Fang Han was stunned: "Audio?"

Anne Cole snuggled at him and whispered: "This is a great opportunity for her to get this role and it will be a great improvement in her career."

"Movie?"

"TV drama."

Fang Han pondered: "She has a chance?"
Chapter completed!