Halle is a black man with smooth skin, like oil, and a devilish figure. You can tell at a glance that it is very flexible and can do many difficult movements.

She came to Bogner and smiled and said, "Borgner, if I defeat you, I won't cause trouble for me in the future, right?"

Bogner smiled and said, "I'm not that stingy!"

"Then I'll be relieved." Harley smiled and suddenly rushed to the fist.

Bogner felt that their power was a bit strange and extremely strange, so he avoided sideways and reached out to grab her arm and wanted to have a shoulder-stop fall.

"Bang!" His eyes shaking violently, and he turned upside down. He followed the pain in his back. He widened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground.

Halle reacted very quickly. As soon as he put her arm on and tried to use force, she naturally reacted and followed the reaction force and threw Bogner to the ground.

Harley quickly let go and was startled. Her body movements were faster than her brain. She didn't want to do this, but she fell too hard.

Bogner is his boss, and he really offended him and will suffer in the future.

Bogner lay on the ground and smiled bitterly. Clara giggled and came over to help him up: "How about it, are you still satisfied with Harley's skills?"

"How did Fang Han train you so much? Have such a good reaction and skill?" Bogner glared at Harley angrily.

Halle's delicate black face smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, I dare not recall it!"

Miranda and the others all smiled bitterly, shook their heads with emotion. They turned around and thought about the sins they suffered. It was really hard to describe and it was too painful.

Standing and taking medicine baths are both ants gnawing on bones and cut into pieces. It is really an unbearable pain. If it weren't for supporting and encouraging each other, I really couldn't bear it.

Bogner rubbed his shoulders, his whole body was sore and numb. He was so cruel just now that he was distracted and sighed: "I have this skill in one month, and Fang Han's special training is very effective."

Clara smiled and said, "Why, I want to find someone to train me again?"

"Well, look for the field next time." Bogner said.

He turned his head to look at the other strong men: "How is it? Do you want to try again?"

"Borgner, you haven't finished the fight yet." A strong man said, "I'll do it!"

"Joseph, you may not be enough to see these two moves." Borgner said. He could not beat Tucker or Fran, and he had no chance of winning.

"How can you know if you don't try?" Joseph was very dissatisfied.

He twisted his neck and laughed, "Who is competing with me?"

"I'll do it." A graceful and plump woman stood up and said coldly: "I don't think I have to compare one by one, just put the rest on the piece!"

"Yes, you guys are here together!" Miranda smiled and said, "One of Isabel beats you..., eight."

"Are you crazy?" Bogner shook his head: "Where do you think you are Fang Han?"

These eight elites who are good at fighting and fighting are all against several. Even if Isabel has the ability to train, I have only been training for a month.

What advanced kung fu can you practice in a month? So arrogant!

The men opposite changed their faces and stared at Isabel and Miranda angrily. They looked down on others and were too insulting!

Isabel was plump and graceful, like a ripe peach. His expression was cold and he didn't dare to get close to him. He snorted: "A few pieces of material are you too lazy to play with you one by one, can you get it?"

"Cough." Bogner clenched his fist and coughed, laughing: "Since Isabel said that, you can listen to her."

"Borgner!" a rough man hummed in dissatisfaction.

Bogner waved his hand: "Let's talk about it after the fight."

"Okay!" They agreed with a strong anger, widened their eyes fiercely, and slowly surrounded Isabel, moving slowly step by step.

"Go!" Someone shouted, and eight people rushed towards Isabel together.

Isabel slid and sprinted, rushed out of the siege, kicked the two of them away in three or two feet, and then waved his petite fists, smashing several people one by one.

In just a blink of an eye, eight strong men fell to the ground.

She looked at her soft, fast movements and strong strength. The eight men had no power to fight back. The onlookers felt that she could be at ease even if there were a few more people.

Isabel patted his face, glanced at the eight people lying on the ground, and shook his head.

"Beautiful!" Clara applauded.

People around him applauded. Isabel was really beautiful these few moves. He simply defeated eight strong men. It was hard to imagine how powerful her plump and soft body contained.

Bogner smiled bitterly and shook his head.

———

When Fang Han came to the CIA building in the morning, he saw that the eyes around him were a little strange, as if he didn't know him. He hurriedly touched his face and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror first, but found no abnormality.

Everyone in CIA knows the name of Super Police and knows that he is very good at it, but he doesn't know much about how good he is. Because it is too far apart, Fang Han tried his best to hide it and not show it.

Miranda and the others trained for a month, but they could defeat eight big men by one person. Only then did they know how strong Fang Han was.

It's only one month. If I had taught for the past year, how powerful would it be?

Fang Han entered Bogner's office. Bogner first made a cup of tea for Fang Han and handed it over, and said with a smile: "This is a good tea I asked someone to make, how about it."

Fang Han took a sip, and the bitterness quickly turned into sweetness, and the fragrance floated between the vagina: "Good tea!"

"That's good." Bogner nodded with a smile.

Fang Han tilted his head and looked at him, and smiled and said, "If you have something to do, would you beg me?"

"Oh, nothing happened." Bogner shook his head embarrassedly: "Owens has been sentenced to five years."

"Five years are not a big deal." Fang Han said.

Bogner sighed: "He's done."

Even if he is sentenced to one year, he will never be able to return to the CIA after being released from prison, and he will never be able to enter the law enforcement department again, and it will be a problem to find a job.

In this case, he can only be a mercenary or support himself, otherwise he can only struggle to survive at the bottom of society, and it is not easy to have a full meal.

Fang Han smiled: "What a pity."

"Well, Fang Han, I'm actually a little curious about how you trained." Bogner coughed lightly and laughed: "It's very awesome!"

Fang Han said: "This is a secret, don't even think I'll tell you."

"Okay," Bogner laughed and said, "I won't ask, how about training another batch?"

Fang Han raised his eyebrows, looked at the teacup, and then looked at him: "I just said, why are you so good? Waiting for me here!"

"How is it?" Bogner stared at him.

Fang Han shook his head: "Impossible."

"Why!?" Bogner asked hurriedly.

Fang Han said: "It's so troublesome. How can I have so much time!"

"You don't have to go to work every day in the FBI, and it's nothing to do." Bogner took a sip of water and smiled, "What's the matter with you?"

Fang Han sighed helplessly: "The salary of the FBI is not enough for me to pay property tax. I have to write a book during this period, so I really don't have time."

“I want to train a batch of fieldwork.”

"Let's talk about it later."

"Fang Han, how about giving you more money?"

"Your money is not easy to make, so let it go."

Fang Han doesn't want to train the CIA in field training. What if they deal with the Chinese? Then his sins will be great, and there is no burden to train Clara's friends.

As the two were talking, Clara knocked on the door and laughed after coming in, "Fang Han, we are going to have lunch together."

Fang Han smiled and said, "You?"
Chapter completed!