Scholarly Shadow

Chapter 30 This road will be very difficult

It has to be said that Wang Fan's life now is truly a mix of pain and joy.

Wang Fan now spends his entire day training only end up being verbally abused and nothing else.In addition, they will be attacked to the point of being invincible and independent.

However, these things did not stop Wang Fan from continuing his training. On the contrary, the somewhat abnormal Wang Fan took Uncle Feng's behavior as a form of encouragement.

This Wang Fan seems to be also...Whether it's a tough fight or a stimulating blow from Uncle Feng, Wang Fan just won't give up.To be a qualified mercenary.

As Uncle Lyme has already mentioned, the training facilities and equipment here are limited. They can only train him to be better than an average soldier, but he is still far from being a qualified mercenary.

However, Uncle Lyme and Uncle Feng's training methods are different.

Both of their training methods seem cruel, but Lyme's training is gradual, unlike Uncle Feng's brutal approach.

Uncle Feng's training methods almost drove Wang Fan to the brink of collapse at first. Even a real mercenary might not be as good as Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was supported by his firm beliefs, while ordinary mercenaries might not be able to withstand Uncle Feng's toying.

"Run, run, you're running so slowly."

As dusk fell again, near the mine, Uncle Feng shouted at Wang Fan, who was running against the wind with a parachute on his back. Wang Fan was almost going crazy.

Uncle Feng glanced at the time; it was just past 6 PM. "Okay, that's a wrap."

As soon as Uncle Feng called it a day off, Wang Fan lay down on the ground and let the parachute drag him along.

Wang Feina, lying on the ground, was extremely frustrated: "Damn it, this madman has been messing with me for two months, and the training every day is different."

That's f*****g clever!.

As soon as Wang Fan finished speaking,An evil wind blew up, and with a whoosh, the strong wind blew Wang Fan's parachute all over the world.

Who knew Uncle Feng would leave with the words: "We're going into town at seven. If you're going, hurry up and wash up."

"What? We're going into the city? I want to go too! Damn it, I've been here for three months, I'm going crazy."

Wang Fan shouted from the airI wanted to go too.

Victor's pigsty-like bedroomVictor looked at Wang Fan with tears in his eyes: "No, not even if you kill me."

This"I bought this from your Huaxia online store; I'm not giving it to you."

Victor was holding a t-shirt with the word "youth" printed on it.

"I'll treat you to hot pot."

Wang Fan only said those few words, and Victor immediately let go of his hand: "Let's go."

Victor was even more anxious than Wang Fan, and immediately withdrew his...It took less than a minute to administer.Victor has been changed.Clothes.

When Wang Fan put onWhen taking it, it was slightly...Okay, Wang Fan nowThe board has completely changed since three months ago; Wang Fan is now much bigger.One is impressive.

Of course, Wang Fan was able to achieve this within three months.His robust physique is inseparable from Uncle Feng's nutritious meals.

To Wang Fan's utter astonishment, Uncle Feng actually owned a civilian Hummer, which made Wang Fan drool with envy: "Wow, that's amazing!""The car."

At this moment, Wang Fan was thinking about another question: How much can a cook earn?money?

That they can actually afford a Hummer is terrifying.

"Let's go, we can finally enter the city!"

Victor sat in the back row.A XingshoutHowever, Uncle Feng pressed Victor further, asking, "If you just go out with us like this, and the FBI and CIA arrest you, I won't care."

Victor was behindOne smugly said, "Hehe, I knew it all along, that's why I just activated the entire Seattle network."In a state of paralysis.

Uncle Feng and Wang Fan, who were driving, both broke out in a cold sweat when they heard Victor's words.This guy actually hacked the entire Seattle police surveillance network just to go out and have fun.

Their base was a full hour and a half drive from Seattle, and there were hardly any people along the way.

What does it look like when a country bumpkin moves to the city? That's exactly what Wang Fan is like now.

"Wow!"

Throughout the journey, Wang Fan kept exclaiming "Wow, wow, wow!"

This made Victor extremely proud. Victor asked Wang Fan smugly from behind, "How about it? Our rice is strong and powerful." Before Victor could finish speaking, Wang Fan's words choked Victor to death.

After exclaiming for a while, Wang Fan said, "I thought the United States was always making progress, but I didn't expect you to be stuck in the same place."

How could Victor be happy about this?

Victor retorted, "What makes you think our country is no good?"

"You think you, China, are enough?"

"Wang Fan is absolutely right. Victor should have the chance to go to China and see for himself. China is already a superpower. You can check it out if you don't believe me."They're infiltrating the systems of various cities in China and using cameras to monitor them.

"Alright, enough nonsense, let's go in and have a drink."

Uncle FengThey got out of the nice car, and the two men exchanged an unfriendly glance inside.

"This is my first time in a bar, and it's in the United States."

Wang Fan blurted out this as soon as he entered the bar, and Victor immediately became smug: "Haha, looks like your alcohol tolerance isn't that great, huh? Well then, I'll show you something...""Testing your drinking capacity."

Uncle Feng seems to be afraid that the world will not be in turmoil.Uncle Feng slammed a stack of rice wine on the bar: "Those two drank too much tonight."It's all on me.

VictorOne of the nostrils snorted disapprovingly at Wang Fan: "What do you want to drink?"

Wang Fan spread his hands: "I'll drink whatever you drink."

Victor slammed his fist on the table: "Give me whiskey, a large one."

Whisky isn't something Victor drinks in large sips like this; whisky is meant to be savored, not drunk like a rat being force-fed.

Two large glasses of whiskey were placed in front of the two men. Wang Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "Victor, I have a skill that isn't in my records. Do you know what it is?"

Victor picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp, leaving the other drinkers dumbfounded; they'd never seen anyone drink like that before.

Victor slammed his empty glass on the table. "Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what it is before you get drunk."

Wang Fan spread his hands nonchalantly: "Since you won't let me say it, I'll say it later."

Wang Fan is, after all, a Chinese, and the Chinese are quite cultured when it comes to drinking.

Wang Fan held the cup in his right hand and dragged the glass with his left: "Please."

Unlike Victor, who drank heavily, Wang Fan downed a large glass of whiskey one sip at a time, leaving not a single drop.

Uncle Feng, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, stared wide-eyed. It was the first time he had ever seen Wang Fan drink, and he was drinking in such a refined manner. It was quite interesting.

"Change it to vodka."

It seems Victor is at odds with Wang Fan, as he's switched to another type of foreign liquor.

Two small glasses of vodkaWhen he reached the two of them, Wang Fan smiled slightly and raised his wine glass in the same manner as before: "Please."

Wang Fan said "please" in Mandarin.

After downing his drink in one gulp, Victor said dismissively, "Tch, I've never been impressed by anyone when it comes to drinking."

Victor, of course, wasn't going to back down, and immediately picked up the weapon and went for it.

Who knew that after Victor put down his glass, he saw Wang Fan holding a small glass of baijiu and Uncle Feng.Wang Fan's glass was slightly lower than Uncle Feng's: "Uncle Feng,"Thank you for your guidance over the past two months. I chose this path myself.

I won't regret it.

Thank you, my dear teacher.,please. "

Wang Fan was still drinking baijiu and talking to Uncle Feng.cup.

The foreigners nearby looked at the two Chinese men strangely, because their drinking habits were quite different from theirs.The way people drink is different.

After exchanging drinks for a while, Wang Fan turned around...He asked Victor, "What kind of wine would you like?"

Victor burped, somewhat indignantly: "Rum."

Splash, splash, two bottles of rum were poured directly in.

Victor, utterly indignant, declared, "Let's do it!"

The bartender asked Uncle Feng, "Won't they drink themselves to death like this?"

Uncle Feng seemed to know the bearded, fat bartender, but Uncle Feng didn't seem to care at all: "Never mind."

"But what if this young Chinese man you brought drinks himself to death?"

The bartender was actually worried that Wang Fan would drink too much.

Uncle Feng raised his glass of baijiu to the bartender: "Do you dare to drink it?"

Bartenders all shook their heads in reluctance when it came to Chinese baijiu, which shows just how formidable its power is abroad.

"please!"

After Victor finished his drink, Wang Fan picked up his own bottle and said the same word again. The foreigners around him also clumsily imitated him and said the Chinese word "please".

After a few rounds of drinks, Victor stared wide-eyed at his face.Wang Fan, who hadn't changed at all, asked, "What do you mean?"

"I already told you, I have something to tell you, but you didn't listen."

Wang Fan said it with a smile, while Victor was somewhat displeased: "Then why don't you say it? I feel like throwing up from all the drinking."

Wang Fan chuckled as he took Uncle Feng's bottle of baijiu and poured some for Victor: "Let's drink this and I'll tell you."

Victor and Wang FanWhen it was time to toast, Wang Fan said "please" again.

Victor awkwardly followed suit and said "please."

Bang, in the white wineAfter Victor, then VictorFeel your ownthroatIt exploded.

"I was just about to tell you that I make no difference between drinking alcohol and drinking water, because of my special..."For the sake of quality, I am interested in wineIt's immune.

After Wang Fan said those words, Victor's ugly face...Looking at Wang Fan, he said, "You son of a bitch."

After Victor finished yelling, he ran to the toilet.

"Uncle Feng, let's continue drinking."

Wang Fan continued drinking with Uncle Feng, who seemed somewhat wary of Wang Fan.cup.

Actually, the worst thing about drinking is encountering someone who can drink endlessly without getting drunk.

"Why did you decide to bring me out to relax today?"

Wang Fan and Uncle FengAfter finishing the cup, I asked Uncle Feng, but he just smiled and didn't explain why.

But then Wang Fan suddenly realized something: "Oh no."

We've all been drinking, who's going to drive us home?

"The police here don't care."

Wang Fan would never have believed Uncle Feng's words.

It's important to know that the police in the United States have considerable power, especially if you're stopped by the police while driving on the street. If you're not careful, you could end up being taken to the police station.

Before Wang Fan could ask further, Uncle Feng pointed to one in his car.A palm-sized mark, a redThe five-pointed star said, "This is our base's vehicle. Local police generally don't bother with mercenaries' vehicles, as long as you don't cause trouble."

"Our base?"

Wang Fan was also curious about this.

Uncle Feng nodded: "Yes, this team has an organizational name, didn't you know?"

Wang Fan was instantly covered in sweat, because he really didn't know they had an organization code name.

"Red Medal".

Uncle Feng only said the two words "Hong Xun".