Super Special Forces King

The breeds of deer here are very good, and the ancient emperors could not drink it.

The swordsman began to divide the deer and distribute it. Zhang Feng was not here to join in the fun, and went to Pukan.

"Mr. Pukan, sorry, I injured your student!" Zhang Feng said to Pukan.

"Haha, it's okay, I really hope you can hurt them all so that I can save trouble, haha..." Pukanhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Of course, it saves trouble. Each of his students is selected from the military from all over the world, and each of them has an eye above the top, and each one is difficult to tame. If they can let them know that there is such a powerful person, they will be honestly trained.

Today's effect is still very good. This bald head is very arrogant here, and he hit the instructor, wounded an instructor, and let his training camp sweep the ground with majesty. The instructor had no face to stay here and left.

Pukan has to recruit instructors again, which is a headache.

"Old fox!" Zhang Feng whispered.

How could he not understand the meaning of Pukan's words? Zhang Feng would not be fooled by him. Last time he wanted Zhang Feng to be an instructor here for two years. He didn't succeed, he didn't give up.

"Walk away and drink! I will take care of you!" Pukan said heartily.

"Please!" Zhang Feng is also not polite. He didn't come here to train or be an instructor here. He came as a guest.

At this moment, Hua Yao has already reported to the office, so naturally he will not go with Zhang Feng. Sharapova has the final say for Hua Yaoneng's second training here. The condition is that Zhang Feng and Sharapova come here.

Hua Yao felt a little uncomfortable about this, but there was no other good way. He didn't care so much anymore, and he could train here again. The first time he had a lot of regrets, this time he wanted to make up all of them.

At this point he would like to thank Zhang Feng. If Zhang Feng does not come, he will not be here.

You know, no one has ever been able to train again after graduation. This time he made an exception for him, which shows how great Zhang Feng's face is.

Yes, Zhang Feng has a lot of face here. Both veteran and new students have known this shameless Huangpi.

Every time the impression is so shocking.

Every time, they can deeply realize the importance of hard training.

Because it was such a person, he almost killed the arrogant bald head in seconds.

Pukan's meeting place for Zhang Feng was in the building with heating, food was hot, and wine was cold.

As soon as he was at the table, Pukan held up his glass to drink with Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng would naturally not show weakness, and drank the wine after a few words.

He drank a lot of deer blood just now, but fortunately, he digested it well. The deer blood was quickly digesting in the stomach, absorbing nutrients for the body, and the rest became water into the bladder.

Zhang Feng stood up and said that he was going to the bathroom. The deer blood he had just drunk turned into water. Pukan smiled and said that he waited for him to come back.

After putting the water, Zhang Feng's stomach was empty, and Zhang Feng came back to drink and eat meat with a smile.

The meat is also venison, but it's cooked, big chunks, called deer chops, Zhang Feng took a knife and fork to cut it and ate it, not at all polite.

Pukan sat on the opposite side and looked at it with a smile, and said nothing, and Sharapova wouldn't say it.

They had learned about Zhang Feng's food for a long time, and they knew that before Zhang Feng had eaten enough, they should not talk about things.

After more than 20 minutes, Zhang Feng had a full meal before drinking with Pukan.

"Come on, **** Pukan, you have to drink it all!" Zhang Feng said to Pukan.

"When did I not drink it all?" Pukan said and took a drink.

After coming and going like this, everyone has already drunk three or four catties of high white wine, and Pukan's eyes were a little dazed.

Sharapova kicked Zhang Feng in the foot, hinting to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng appeared to be drunk. Looking at Sharapova, she said, "Pukan, your daughter is so beautiful. Beautiful girl Rose, look at how good her figure is, this ratio, look at this..."

While speaking, Zhang Feng became more and more unconcealed. Before Sharapova became angry, Zhang Feng suddenly fell on the table.

"Haha, you still can't drink me, haha..." Pukan's face was flushed, and he drank happily: "Sharapova, help him to rest!"

Sharapova stood up and helped Zhang Feng to rest in her room.

Her room is simple, with a bed and no table.

Zhang Feng was lying on it, her body scent was not perfume. Sharapova never used those perfumes.

"Since you are tired, rest here!" Sharapova said and went out.

Zhang Feng sat up and got out of bed and stood, looked in her room and said, "This is not like your room!"

"Why isn't it my room anymore? You don't know that no man has ever come into my room, nor has my father come!" Sharapova couldn't wait to go up and give him a kick, and then give him a beating, this man Somehow.

Zhang Feng said, "I didn't come in by myself. You helped me to come just now. I didn't know this was your boudoir!"

"You..." Sharapova has a bad temper and is easy to get angry. She likes to solve problems with her fists and feet. She lifted her foot to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng ducked sideways, stepped back and said, "You can't beat me!"

Speaking of Zhang Feng, he fell asleep in her little bed. He was really a little sleepy along the way. After eating and drinking enough, he became a little sleepy. He was not worried that he would get fat. The special genes of his body were not. Will make him fat.

"you……"

Sharapova was helpless. She stamped her feet with anger and rushed out the door. When she came back, she carried the advanced light machine gun RPK16 and shot her crib with a burst of fire. Zhang Feng was terrified and quickly dodged.

Da Da... There was a loud noise in the small room, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

This machine gun is equipped with a drum-type magazine and has a rate of fire of 700 rounds per minute, which is terrifying.

Her crib has been abandoned, and her guns followed Zhang Feng's figure wildly, and she shouted: "Ahhh..."

At this moment, Zhang Feng was walking much faster than her muzzle, so she couldn't hit Zhang Feng, took something in her hand, rolled it up and threw it, hitting her face, and at the same time Zhang Feng threw it out again. Something, pulled the gun in her hand.

The gun was removed from the hand, and the gunfire stopped.

"This gun is not bad!" Zhang Feng looked at the gun in his hand. After a few clicks, Zhang Feng removed the gun, and the parts fell on the ground.

And Sharapova was holding the thing covering her face, a small piece of cloth. She was very familiar with her, her face flushed suddenly, and she was very ashamed, and Zhang Feng still had the gun in her hand that she used to **** it. s things.

Sharapova was so embarrassed that she couldn't wait to find a place to sew it in. She didn't have the face to see people.