Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 162 Red Rose

"Master Zhuang is really too powerful!"

"Mom!"

"The Flying Tigers training is so tiring!"

"I want to practice!"

A week after the official formation of the Flying Tigers.

Teams of police officers were wearing black training uniforms and running around the playground holding guns.

They looked like they were covered in mud, as if they had just crawled out of a mud pit.

"Da da da!"

Zhuang Shikai held the gun with one hand and fired a stream of bullets into the sky.

As the training instructor of the Flying Tigers, he is qualified to use the Flying Tigers semi-automatic rifles and other equipment on the training ground.

The four ghost instructors stood beside them with their arms folded, their muscles blowing out of their sleeves, and they stared at the trainees with serious faces.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Zhuang Shikai roared, the team members tightened their buttocks, breathed out their last breath, and hurriedly accelerated their pace.

"Hurry up!"

"Still not fast enough!"

"Are you ants? I don't think you are called Flying Tigers! You should be called Ants!"

Zhuang Shikai roared, and the team members blushed and howled.

The training plan for the Flying Tigers this week includes "command", "bomb disposal", "coordinated attack", "general knowledge of firearms" and so on.

Both liberal arts and martial arts.

It's bad enough to train a group of bastards.

Unfortunately, there is only worse, not the worst.

The training subjects formulated by Commander Guilo were all regular "special subjects".

In terms of the overall quality of the Flying Tigers, although they are very tired, they can bear it.

But today, instructor Zhuang was in class for the first time, and he gave a group of "flying tigers" a severe blow as soon as he started class.

Whistling assembly at three o'clock in the morning!

"Water dungeon training", "downhill rescue", "real blasting and bomb disposal", "helicopter aerial suspension"...

After a set of basic operations, there will be "raw meat lunch" and "cicada cocoon dinner" waiting for them!

These training plans that Zhuang Shikai made in advance, even the chief instructor of Guilo, thought to himself after reading them, wondering if they were too much.

Won't! Absolutely not! Zhuang Shikai will not only show kindness to these little tigers, but not power. He must kill their prestige first, so that they can be subdued in the days to come.

There is only kindness and power! Only then can they know how powerful the officer is!

During the training process, there were a few Guilo players who dared to resist, but Zhuang Shikai lifted up their sleeves and took them into the infirmary. After all, if there is a thorn, just pull it out, the matter is so simple.

What happened now, no matter if it was a ghost or a Chinese, everyone kept their mouths shut, only dared to grit their teeth and insisted, and no one dared to sing against instructor Zhuang.

In the future, "Devil Training Day" will become the synonym for Zhuang Instructor Training Day, and terrifying training such as "Devil Week" and "Devil Exercise" awaits them

Police officers who can't hold on will be eliminated from the Flying Tigers!

"It can't be done."

"I can't..."

At this time, Zhou Xingxing was the last one in the line panting, taking the opportunity to be lazy.

"Da da da."

Zhuang Shikai lowered the muzzle of his gun, and a string of bullets shot right behind Zhou Xingxing's buttocks.

"No! I'm okay!"

Zhou Xingxing was shocked all over, and burst out of shock again, da da da, accelerated for a while, and rushed back into the team again.

"hehe."

"Fight with me."

The corner of Zhuang Shikai's mouth twitched into a sneer.

Although the "Shooting Club" has not yet been completed, the combination of envy and power is already in progress.

In private, he has already assisted several Flying Tiger members with average family backgrounds and financial difficulties, and he will gradually deepen the relationship. In the end, when the "shooting club" is completed, it is enough to bring everyone under the door.

...

evening.

Flying Tigers training is over.

Zhuang Shikai taught the Flying Tigers a lesson, telling them that the world is dangerous.

Then, he took a shower, changed his clothes and went to Yunlai Teahouse for dinner.

Amei is now the general store manager of the "Ni Ke" shoe store, but she is a little busy at work. But she enjoyed it and didn't feel lucky.

It's just that the two of you have less time to eat dinner together.

As a result, Zhuang Shikai often looked for places to eat in restaurants outside.

At this time, he was wearing a suit, walked into the store refreshed, ordered a pot of green tea and a few baskets of refreshments, and then leaned back on the chair to rest.

The Flying Tigers don't have 24-hour training. As a Chinese instructor, he only has a few days of class every month. And after the class is over, you can leave the station and leave the rest of the daily management to the ghost instructors.

After all, he is not a full-time instructor, but a consultant instructor. The real core of the profession lies in the various affairs of the plainclothes team in Kowloon District. Of course, the days when he was in charge of training were definitely the most miserable days for the Flying Tigers.

"The taste is not bad."

"The master's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Soon, Zhuang Shikai ordered shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, and barbecued pork buns, all in one basket.

After the waiter put the last garlic ribs on the table, he hurriedly pushed the trolley away and left.

Zhuang Shikai picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of refreshment, a cup of tea, and had a carefree and happy dinner.

As a time-honored restaurant in Central, the taste of Yun Lai Tea House must be authentic. If it is not authentic, it will not be able to survive the saliva of a bunch of old gourmets in Central.

It's not in vain that he has been driving detours after get off work for the past few days, specifically to come to Yunlai Tea House for dinner. Among other things, the deliciousness of the shrimp dumplings is a level higher than that of ordinary teahouses.

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai was eating shrimp dumplings. The fresh, smooth and chewy shrimp popped in his mouth, and he swallowed the chewy dumpling skin.

"Sip." He raised his teacup and took a sip of tea.

When he put down his teacup, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a tall woman in a red shirt sitting in a corner.

"Huh?"

"Why is she here?"

Zhuang Shikai fell into silence, eating his tea calmly.

Soon, "Deng Tianbo", the leader of the winning streak, also came to the teahouse with a group of people.

Zhuang Shikai sat alone in the lobby, while the woman in red shirt and Deng Tianbo sat at the big round table on the side to eat and chat.

The large round table in the teahouse is equivalent to a private room, separated from the scattered tables in the hall by a huge carved screen, which acts as a barrier.

"So I came to talk about white fans."

Zhuang Shikai held a teacup in his hand and thought for a while.

Recently, based on some rumors and changes on the road, he probably already knows who the white-clothed woman he met in Tin Hau Temple is...

It's "Rose", the new dealer who is famous in the white powder industry on the road.

In the past, Liansheng and Liansheng bought fans from Chaozhou porridge, but now that Deng Tianbo meets her, it means that Liansheng and Liansheng will buy from "Rose"?

In just a few months, not only has a market been established, but also one of the four major clubs has been settled. This woman named Rose is really capable.

But fans are fans after all, after Zhuang Shikai learned the identity of the other party, he would not take the initiative to find the other party, let alone seduce a female drug dealer for "lust".

After all, the relationship between black and white is different, and there can be no pure emotion between the two. If there is any relationship, then the relationship does not necessarily involve interests.

Hehe, the last time we met, Rose was wearing a white suit, like a white rose in cold eyes. Today, he is wearing a red suit and red high heels, which has a seductive feeling, like a red rose that evokes desire and makes people turmoil.

"etc."

"Isn't she coming for me?"

Zhuang Shikai watched the scene in progress, and suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity in his heart, and suddenly guessed a possibility.