245: Chapter 245: Going on a Date (Second Update) 245: Chapter 245: Going on a Date (Second Update) “`
For twenty days, Zhang Fan spent most of his time playing with guns, doing that freaky game of circling in and out with Hua Ling in the morning, martial arts at noon, guns in the afternoon, and in the evening, a 20-kilometer cross-country with a 40KG load.
Even the time for dual cultivation with Zhang Xiaoyuan could barely be squeezed in.
“Bang bang bang!”
At the Armed Department’s training ground, a burst of gunfire rang out.
“Bullseye!”
“Captain scores 199 rings, Zhang Fan 200 rings!”
“Fuck, can the captain really hit 199 rings with a submachine gun?”
A crowd began expressing their surprise.
It’d be strange if Zhang Fan didn’t score 200 rings.
But Hua Ling, this improvement in marksmanship, is significant.
The veins on Hua Ling’s forehead were throbbing.
If it had been any other time, he would have been jumping for joy.
But now, dammit, didn’t you see the guy scored 200 rings?
Are you celebrating for me or slapping my face?
Fuck!
A bunch of assholes!
Just wait for the weighted cross-country tonight.
He had only thought of doing the weighted cross-country after knowing about Zhang Fan’s morning and evening routines.
Damn it, 40KG, 20 kilometers!
Fucking hell, the most crucial part is going up and down the hills.
Is this kid really some kind of monster?
With such a huge training volume, Zhang Fan did it twice a day, morning and evening, and, moreover, just half an hour of lying down would have him fully recovered.
He himself had only done it once, with a 20KG load.
And he only ran 10 kilometers, rolling down the hill a few times.
The most infuriating thing is that Zhang Fan really mastered “Hearing Shadows” in a month.
Just thinking about getting beaten up by Zhang Fan in that game makes him want to die.
Dammit, why did I agree to let this guy train with us in the first place?
It’s simply demoralizing.
No, there’s something even more infuriating.
And that’s when Zhang Fan plays with guns.
Fucking hell, you obviously know Gunfighting Skill, so why still play with guns?
Can’t you give us a break?
“Hehe, Captain Hua Ling, you’re not cutting it,” Zhang Fan grinned wickedly and began to mock mercilessly.
“Don’t get cocky!” Hua Ling felt a rush of hot blood surging, infuriated to death by Zhang Fan’s words.
Zhang Dongyang stroked his chin, his eyes also flashing with utter shock.
He had originally thought it would take at least five months for Zhang Fan to fully master the skill.
But damn it, twenty days, just twenty days.
Plus “Hearing Shadows,” it was only a month of time.
Now, he too felt a depressing face slap.
This kid was really too demoralizing.
If only I had started training him from a young age.
If that were the case, Zhang Fan would definitely be stronger than him, even on par with those in the Dragon Group.
If he had been sent to be trained by that freak of a chief instructor for two years, he could almost imagine Zhang Fan sweeping through those Dragon Group folks.
Shit, what a regret, why didn’t I think of this earlier?
But the next moment, he shook his head.
If his hand hadn’t been healed by this kid, he wouldn’t be in the mood to play these games.
“Beep beep beep!”
“Your phone.” Zhang Dongyang took out that ancient mobile from his pocket and tossed it to Zhang Fan.
“Who is it?” Zhang Fan caught the phone.
“Zhang Fan, what the hell are you busy with all day?
Get your ass out here, now, right away, to Yunlong International.” Ye Yanran said and then hung up the phone.
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“Yanran, what on earth is he busy with all day?” Weng Shuang bit her straw, sipping her chilled milk tea.
This was the fifth time she had asked Ye Yanran to get Zhang Fan to come out.
But that kid hadn’t given her the time of day even once.
Just thinking about how Zhang Fan ‘healed’ her made her blood boil.
She had planned to use this month to develop a good relationship with Zhang Fan; after all, she would definitely not agree to do ‘that kind of thing’ with a stranger.
And yet, she hadn’t seen hide nor hair of him.
Ye Yanran was furious as well.
“That kid is in the Armed Department training with Hua Ling and the others,” she said angrily.
“What?” Weng Shuang exclaimed incredulously, “How could that kid go to the Armed Department for training?
That’s a place ordinary people can’t even get into, right?”
Weng Shuang naturally knew how strict the Armed Department was; even the police wouldn’t let some kid waltz in there just for kicks.
“Hmph, it’s all because he ran into a damn impressive dad.
Even now, I can’t wrap my head around why Uncle Zhang has S-level authority,” Ye Yanran said, cupping her head, her eyes flashing brilliantly.
S-level authority, something even Ding Yang couldn’t pry into.
Wait, Hua Ling actually dared to get Uncle Zhang to be their instructor, could it be he knows something?
Quickly after that thought, Ye Yanran took out her phone and called Hua Ling.
“Who is it?” Hua Ling answered angrily.
“Hua Ling, I have something to ask you,” Ye Yanran said.
“Yanran?” Hua Ling’s expression changed immediately, his angry face suddenly blooming with spring brightness.
“I didn’t know it was you just now.
I’m really pissed off by that asshole Zhang Fan.
Whatever you need, just tell me,” Hua Ling said.
Ye Yanran was startled, then quickly asked, “What did Zhang Fan do again?”
Hua Ling glanced at Zhang Fan, then said, “That freak has been showing off every single day this month.
I’ve wanted to shoot him dead.”
“Pfft!”
Weng Shuang was right beside Ye Yanran and naturally heard this remark.
Show off?
That kid could even show off in front of big captain Hua Ling?
At that moment, her curiosity was piqued even more.
What on earth had Zhang Fan been doing in the Armed Department this month?
Could it be that he had caused some serious trouble for Hua Ling’s Armed Department, to the point of making him that angry?
Immediately after, Weng Shuang’s ears perked up, listening intently to Ye Yanran’s conversation.
“What exactly is Uncle Zhang’s identity?
I bet you know something, otherwise, why would you let Uncle Zhang be your instructor?” Although Ye Yanran was curious about what exactly Zhang Fan had done, she was more interested in Zhang Dongyang’s identity.
Hua Ling was taken aback, “You don’t know?”
“Know what?” Ye Yanran replied.
“Oh, I’ll tell you, but don’t tell anyone else, okay?
Zhang senior used to be part of Dragon Group,” Hua Ling whispered.
“What?”
Both Ye Yanran and Weng Shuang were shocked.
Dragon Group?
Heavens, wasn’t that the legendary most elite special forces of China?
In that moment, Ye Yanran and Weng Shuang’s eyes were filled with astonishment.
Especially considering Zhang Dongyang’s usual honest and simple demeanor, that totally didn’t fit with Dragon Group at all.
“Remember, don’t tell anyone, okay?
By the way, is there anything else you need?” Hua Ling asked expectantly.
“No, nothing else,” Ye Yanran quickly replied, and then she hung up the phone.
She gulped down a mouthful of chilled milk tea, patted her chest, struggling to calm down.
Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed into slits, and then he walked over to Hua Ling.
“I’m going to go on a date with sister Yanran.
You have fun by yourself,” he said.
Instantly, Hua Ling’s eyes radiated endless killing intent.
“Zhang Fan, I’m gonna beat you to death today.”