"What do you think?" Bogner leaned back to the back of the chair and looked at her indifferently.

Miranda had a sweet and charming smile and shook her head gently: "We don't want to be field."

“The field benefits are very good.”

"We know this."

"Then don't you want to take risks?"

"Yes, we are all ordinary women, afraid of taking risks and want to live a peaceful life."

"Oh..., what a pity." Bogner shook his head and sighed: "I thought you were young and wanted to experience a thrilling life."

Miranda smiled and shook her head.

They had this idea before, and after the special training was completed, this eagerness to try disappeared. They saw Fang Han's strength and terror, and only then did they know that humans could be so powerful that they were too weak and would definitely die when they went to the battlefield.

They became stronger, but their sharpness was worn away, and their energy was restrained, so their temperament became calm and they no longer had the aggressive sharpness.

"Do you all think so?" Bogner stared at her: "No exception?"

His eyes are sharp and shocking.

"No." Miranda shook her head: "Sorry."

She had no feeling of Bogner's sharp gaze. Her breath was always flowing in her body. She felt that she was wearing an indestructible armor, which was isolated from the outside world, and especially greatly weakened the power of words and gazes. Other people's words and gazes did not form pressure.

Bogner slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed: "How are you practicing?"

"It's okay." Miranda said.

She felt that she had been reborn, but this was an inner feeling. There was no change in the outside.

"That's it," Bogner smiled, "How about finding a few people to compete with you?"

Miranda said: "No problem."

She also wanted to know what level she was at. Although Fang Han was so belittled that she was worthless and stupid, she felt that she had made great progress.

Unfortunately, they train together, and their skills are similar, and they can't realize how powerful they are even when they are practicing with each other.

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Most of the CIAs come to the roof, with a helicopter lifting platform on it and a few thin cushions are laid on it. If it falls on it, it will not break. Pain is inevitable.

Two groups stood in the circle surrounded by people, one was Miranda and the others, and Clara was among them, they were among them, beautiful and delicate, emitting a faint fragrance, like eleven beautiful flowers.

The other group is ten strong men and Bogner. They are all strong and strong, and you can tell at a glance that they are not easy to mess with. They are all good at CIA.

They are either the internal department transformed into the field or the fighting masters among the internal department, and are considered the current elite force of the CIA.

The two gangs stood together, as if men bullied women. Everyone around them felt that Bogner was too much, and no matter how special training was, they could not change the fact that they were weak women.

Bogner smiled and said, "Clara, are you ready? Or come together one by one?"

"Compet one by one!" Clara said: "Six wins in ten games. If you lose, you will have lunch for the next month!"

"No problem!" Bogner turned his head and looked at the ten men. They patted their chests hard, indicating that there was no problem. He was willing to accept the loss.

Clara smiled and said, "I'm going to the hotel!"

"no problem!"

"Okay, I'll do it first!" Miranda took a step forward.

She looks sweet and has a model-like figure, is slender and graceful, and is usually very popular in the game. When everyone sees her coming out, they widen their eyes.

"I'll do it!" A strong man snatched out.

He smiled and said, "Miranda, I'll learn your skills!"

Bogner reminded him worriedly: "Tuck, be careful, she is not the Miranda she used to be!"

He knew that Tucker had always liked Miranda, but he must not deliberately lose to her because he liked it, so he wanted to create an opportunity to have a meal together.

Clara said loudly: "Borgner, I agreed that we will check out our meal, but we will not eat with you!"

"Oh..." Tucker and the others sighed in disappointment.

Bogner smiled: "Okay, we only check out and don't eat!"

Tucker turned his head and glared at Clara, hating her to ruin her good deeds, and said helplessly to Miranda: "Be careful, I'm afraid I can't stop."

Miranda snorted: "Stop talking, do it."

"Drink!" Tucker yelled and rushed over, and wanted to grab Miranda's arm.

Miranda shook her hand lightly, looking at the slow, but then came first. Before Tucker grabbed her arm, his back hit Tucker's chest, as if he was careless.

Tucker suddenly flew out and was caught by his companions.

It was like a stone falling on the grass and overwhelmed a piece. Except for Bogner, the other nine people fell down. Tucker seemed to have a huge rock on his body, and they fell down as soon as they touched it.

Miranda withdrew her hand, looked at the fallen piece in surprise, and turned her head to look at Clara.

Clara shouted: "Borgner, Tucker is considered defeated?"

"...Okay, Miranda won." Bogner looked at the man who fell to the ground and shook his head helplessly. It was really weird: "Tuck, what's going on?"

Tucker got up with a calm face and snorted, "I'm weird too, come again!"

"Okay, you're defeated, Fran, come on!" Bogner said.

A burly man as strong as a bear stood up and said in a muffled voice: "I will avenge Tucker!"

Tucker looked at Miranda in dissatisfaction, but Miranda didn't look at him and whispered to Clara. She was surprised that she didn't expect this palm to be so powerful.

When she was having sex with her companions, she was not so exaggerated when she slapped her palms, but it was too exaggerated!

"Could it be him intentional?" Miranda whispered.

"Just let Valia try it too," Clara said.

The pretty and thin Valia smiled and said, "I'll do it!"

She stood up and waved to Bogner: "Fran, come on!"

Fran snorted: "Valya, I really don't want to fight you!"

He and Valia stand together like adults and children. The difference is too much, giving people the feeling that Valia can't shake him no matter how hard she beat him.

Valia chuckled and slid to Fran. Fran hurriedly punched her and tried to force her back. Halfway through the punch, Valia had already punched her in her chest.

"Boom!" As if the fist hit the barrel, Fran staggered back and sat down on the ground. The companions behind him had a memory and dared not help him.

Valia looked at her fist curiously, then looked at Fran, shook her head and smiled and retreated.

Clara laughed and said, "Borgner, we won again!"

Bogner lowered his face and snorted: "I'll do it!"

He is also a master of fighting, and he has been transferred from field office to internal service. He has a lot of experience in taking action. At this time, he needs a victory to boost morale, otherwise he will not be able to fight below.

Clara said, "Then I'll do it!"

"No, you are not considered a special training." Bogner snorted.

Clara smiled and said, "Fang Han has also taught me Kung Fu."

"Halley, let's compete." Bogner said.

A beautiful black woman stood up, stretched her waist and said lazily: "Borgner, do you really want to compete with me?"
Chapter completed!