Outland Exploitation System

When Qin Hao got off the body repair device, everyone was stunned.

"What kind of instrument is this, Zhang Fan, aren't you an alien? Are you from Oppa from the stars? Let me see it live."

Qi Qinhao is even more exaggerated, grabbing Zhang Fan's hand, fearing he might escape.

"Release, I'm not your Ouba." Zhang Fan shakes his hand and shakes away Qin Hao, explaining: "This is not alien technology, it is a real high-tech product, and it is still in the secret stage now. , But it will be available soon. "

"Really? Is it really from the earth?" Qin Hao still didn't believe it.

Zhang Dashan was also full of sorrow, and said in awe: "I can't imagine the high level of technology in the city."

"Boss don't talk nonsense, this body repair device has never been heard in the city." Wang Jie pushed and pushed the glasses. "3 brother, this device is in your home, it will not be developed by you."

完 After Wang Jie asked, a few people stared at Zhang Fan with big eyes and small eyes. If this machine was developed by Zhang Fan, the meaning would be even more different.

"How is it possible that this instrument belongs to someone else. In my house, it is entirely because of my martial arts that others can't **** it away." Zhang Fan's eyes turned and he found a reason to explain casually.

"This is the case, the old 3's martial arts are indeed very high, and the bald eagle fell down with a slap, even the soldiers could not beat him." Zhang Dashan suddenly realized.

Wang Jie used his hand to hold his forehead. You also believe the reason for such far-fetched thoughts. Don't think about it carefully. Even if Zhang Fan martial arts is high, can he still stop the bullet?

But he also saw that Zhang Fan didn't want to say, so he didn't ask more.

"It's so late, everyone must be hungry. I invite everyone to eat to celebrate Qin Hao's recovery."

Qin Hao's illness is better, Uncle Qin is the happiest.

走 "Go, let's have a good drink in four of our dormitory. I'm not drunk with a thousand glasses. How about your alcohol? You won't lie under the table with two glasses." Qin Hao said in a loud voice.

Zhang Fan 3 people didn't even think about eating before. Now they are really hungry, so they agree.

"It's unfortunate to say, I don't feel a good military training life."

Qin Hao drank a glass of wine, leaning on the back of a chair, smelling fart.

Military training life is hard and tiring, and most people are unwilling to suffer.

"Hey, this is the only one who is suffering and tired. I and Lao 4 are not tired at all, and there are beautiful female soldiers and girls to accompany." Zhang Dashan enviously said.

Qin Haoqi said: "Oh? How to say?"

"It's not that some pervert has defeated the company commander and got the commander's attention. Instead of training, he also became an instructor, taught the soldiers martial arts, and accompanied by a soldier girl." Wang Jie was envious. Envy and hate.

"Hey, what soldiers and sisters accompany me? Other girls learn martial arts, don't talk so stubbornly." Zhang Fan smiled bitterly.

"Beat the company commander?" Qin Hao widened his eyes. "Old 3, I know you are so bullish, but I do n’t think you are so bullish. Come, I admire you, and teach me martial arts later, I worship you. As a teacher. "

Xi Qinhao stood up and said to bow down to worship.

"Hey, okay, there is no problem in learning martial arts. You do n’t have to worship the teacher. You can ask the boss and the 4th, they have all learned martial arts, and the kid Wang Jie will also practice martial arts."

"What's the matter with you, push me, my martial arts can't compare with you, and I can't even pass 3 moves."

Wang Jie said this, but nodded to Qin Hao, meaning they did learn martial arts.

"It ’s OK if you do n’t worship the teacher. Toasting a glass of wine is always the right thing." Uncle Qin stunned his son.

"Yes, toast a glass of wine, Lao 3, this glass of wine is always going to be drunk." Qin Hao immediately noticed, picked up the beer taste Zhang Fanman, and said, "Brother, I'll pay respect to this glass of worship wine. "

After I finished speaking, I mumbled and sipped it.

A glass of beer is a piece of cake for Zhang Fan.

"Okay, come again." Qin Hao filled him again, "This cup is for you three, and it's an atonement for what happened that day."

I finished talking, and then drank it.

I drank a cup from the left, and drank 3 bottles in a row. Qin Hao made a sound and lay down.

The three Zhang Fans glanced at each other, "This Nima isn't drunk with a thousand cups. The cow is going to be bigger."

"Ahem, this child's trouble of talking big can't be changed." Uncle Qin smiled awkwardly, helped Qin Hao to the chair, took a glass of wine, and said, "Come here, I'll accompany you to drink Right. "

I didn't feel comfortable drinking with an elder, and after a few drinks, I broke up.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Zhang Fan put on the suit of water and fire, put the bullet on the pistol, don't put it on the waist, and came to the Black Dragon Bar by himself. This is the base of the Black Dragon Gang. On weekdays, nothing happens. Bar.

帆 Zhang Fan frowned and walked into the bar. There were all kinds of weird tattoo youths in the bar, and there were many exposed women coming and going. On the stage of the bar, several women were dancing.

Zhang Fan did not know the three bosses of the Black Dragon Gang, but he searched and saw the last vulture.

After more than 10 days of work, this guy's injury is almost the same, and he can come out and have fun.

帆 Zhang Fan saw a vulture holding a woman's play, and a spit in his heart.

刚 As soon as he was about to pass, a woman with a thick make-up and a thick foundation blocked her with a thick layer of flour, and winked, "Come on, come for the first time."

"Go away." Zhang Fan got up and pushed the woman away.

"Hey, brother, you have so much strength, don't you know that Xiangxiang and Yuyu." The woman asked for nothing and was very annoyed. She was just going to find a young and confused boy to help her to confess her teacher, but she saw the guy walking towards the buzzard He kicked the bald eagle to the ground with a kick, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to pass.

"I rub it, the stink boy dare to make trouble in the Heilong Gang." The four young and confused boys next to him stood up immediately, picking up the wine bottle and using force.

What kind of person is Zhang Fan, but it is a two-class master, his palms are rounded, three fists and two feet, and they all lay down.

A few women yelled aside, screaming in fright, and fled.

Here is the site of the Black Dragon Gang. Hitting people here, immediately shocked the people in the bar.

喝 "Drink, there are people who hit the ground, brothers, made him."

Noisy, people in the bar stood up to number twenty or thirty, and more than ten people rushed in from outside the bar. A thick bowl of baseball bats was in their hands. These were all for the bar.

谁 "Who, which **** guy is in trouble at the Black Dragon Gang."

These people rushed in with a roar, and UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and saw Zhang Fan at a glance.

就是 "Is this you?"

A little punk stared at the triangular eyes, came over, and couldn't help but smash a stick towards Zhang Fan's head.

Crackled, baseball bat was held by Zhang Fan with one hand.

"Slum! What do you guys do with your hands?" Several people swallowed a few swallows around the corners, and twitched at the corners of their eyes.

This hand can shock everyone. Can you take the empty baseball bat and tell it, does this man's hand hurt?

"Go!"

Zhang Fan could not explain that he had practiced the iron sand palm, kicked him on the abdomen, kicked him out.

"This is your weapon?" Zhang Fan turned the baseball bat upside down, and twisted the baseball bat into a twist under the eyes of everyone's horror. It was as simple as twisting a rope. "It's soft, just like cotton." "

When it was awkward, Zhang Fan put the baseball bat on the ground and smashed a few tiles.

"This is a master of martial arts. He is the same as the three bosses."

Huh-huh-huh, many young and confused people immediately stepped back a few steps, forming a large open space.

"Well, what about martial arts? Laborers have guns. Are you terrible. Have you ever been a terrible gun?"

In the bar, a big man picked up a homemade shotgun, clicked it, loaded the bullet, and aimed his muzzle at Zhang Fan.

The brothers of the Black Dragon Gang suddenly relieved. Although this gun is a homemade soil gun, it is also a gun, and it can calm down.