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These two hours seemed very simple to Meng Fan, but to these students, it was a complete torment.

In today's society, other than soldiers, who would be free to stand around for two hours without moving? Even Meng Fan felt his body stiffen after two hours, not to mention those students.

Even for someone from a military family like Zhou Qing, after these two hours, they were unable to bear it. When the time came, they fell and sat on the ground.

After all, this was just the military training of the freshmen, so it was not too strict. Any training was done on the premise that the students were safe, and the two assistant instructors did not make things difficult for them.

After the military training ended, the first day's training schedule ended. Meng Fan, Zhou Qing, and the others went to the cafeteria to eat, then returned to their respective dormitories early to rest.

This caused Meng Fan to begin to reminisce about the past. Compared to before, his life now was heaven. He did not have to worry about his enemies and he would not be in danger. Even if he had some training, it was as simple as a vacation to him.

The night passed in silence. Early the next morning, the sound of beds could be heard in the camp. Meng Fan was already prepared for this, and when he appeared on the field, he had already organized everything.

"Everyone has it! Those who arrive on time, cross five kilometers, and arrive seven kilometers late! " After everyone had tidied up their clothes, Zhao Long shouted in anger. After he finished speaking, he took the lead and ran out, ignoring the complaints of the students.

However, Meng Fan was the only one who had arrived on time. Even Zhou Qing and some of the other male students had failed to arrive on time. Under the complaints of the crowd, the team slowly ran off into the distance.

Even if someone wanted to hurt Zhou Qing, there was no need to choose here. Furthermore, from Meng Fan's point of view, Zhou Zheng seeking him to protect Zhou Qing was just a precaution, and that did not mean that anyone would really want to deal with Zhou Qing.

In the following days, Zhou Qing lived a life of suffering. When the military training had begun, she had been fine, but in the past few days, she had been unable to bear it.

After all, Zhou Qing was a girl. Although she had grown up in a military family, she had never truly received any training, and was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

After a few days of military training, even she could not bear it anymore. Every day, she would become more haggard, and her skin would also become much darker.

Compared to Zhou Qing, Meng Fan did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, after a few days of training and getting used to this lifestyle, it was somewhat similar to his previous employment career.

In these five days, Zhao Long's training was nothing special. Besides running every day, he would also have to maintain a military stance. This didn't give Meng Fan any pressure, and it even made him feel very bored.

On the sixth day, on the penultimate day before the military training ended, Zhao Long brought everyone to the shooting-range and began shooting training.

After a few days of training, the students had already lost their newness towards military training. However, now that they saw a genuine firearm, they became excited. Some of the boys even revealed an expression of longing.

"Have you ever played with a gun?" Zhao Long walked up to Meng Fan and asked in a low voice before the training had started.

"I know a bit, but I've never fired a gun before!" As Meng Fan spoke, his expression slightly changed. He didn't know why Zhao Long was asking him, but in order to not reveal his identity, he shyly asked.

"Hehe!" If he wasn't a soldier, it would be difficult for him to come into contact with these! Shall we try it out? " Zhao Long laughed disdainfully as he spoke, looking at Meng Fan with a provocative expression.

"Compete?" You must be an instructor! I have never touched a gun before. Meng Fan frowned slightly as he looked at Zhao Long with a puzzled expression.

Right now, Meng Fan was truly suspicious of Zhao Long. As an instructor, he was actually going to compete in fire shooting. No matter how foolish he was, he knew that Zhao Long was purposely targeting him.

Originally, Meng Fan had been suspicious of Meng Fan. But now that he heard Zhao Long's words, Meng Fan was even more certain of his own thoughts. From the moment Meng Fan had heard the name Zhao Long, he had begun to get a hunch.

Moreover, Zhao Long had always been targeting him. From the first moment Meng Fan saw Zhao Long, he had felt this. Moreover, he didn't know anyone at Binhai, let alone the people from Binhai's army.

Meng Fan had also secretly asked Zhou Qing about him. However, Zhou Qing didn't know Zhao Long, so Meng Fan thought that he was overthinking things.

But now, Zhao Long's words confirmed Meng Fan's guess. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Zhao Long and Zhao Qi was, both of them had the surname of Zhao. Zhao Long being able to make things difficult for him was enough to convince Meng Fan of the relationship.

"Hehe!" Who said you can't shoot a gun without touching one! Try it? " As Zhao Long spoke, he took out a 54-caliber handgun from his waist and handed it over to Meng Fan.

"Great!" "Then let's see what my results will be after my first shot!" After saying that, Meng Fan did not refuse. Instead, he extended his hand to receive the handgun that Zhao Long handed to him.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of students, Meng Fan and Zhao Long walked to the shooting-range and retrieved a magazine from the small table in front of them.

In this period of time, Zhao Long had also noticed something. From the moment Meng Fan had received the gun, his temperament had changed. He walked up to the small table with the ammunition.

reloading, reloading, reloading, and firing. A series of actions was completed in one go. Zhao Long couldn't help but be taken aback. The surrounding students also couldn't help but gasp in admiration. All of them stared expectantly at Meng Fan.

Others might not know Meng Fan's identity, but Zhou Qing knew it very well. Although she wasn't sure exactly who Meng Fan was, she didn't believe that his father had hired Meng Fan to protect her. She also didn't believe that Meng Fan hadn't touched a gun.

"Pa Pa Pa!" "Bam, bam, bam, bam!"

A series of gunshots rang out. Meng Fan and Zhao Long pulled the triggers at the same time, shooting out bullets one by one. The targets fifty meters away from them continuously shook. It was only after a few rounds of gunshots that Meng Fan finally put down his handgun.

At the same time, Zhao Long also finished shooting. When he saw Meng Fan's orderly retreat and the safety off, he looked at Meng Fan with an ashen face and said, "I've lost!"

"Hehe!" It was just a spar. I never thought that my first spear strike would be able to produce such a result. My luck is just good! " After saying that, Meng Fan sneered. Without waiting for Zhao Long to speak, he turned around and walked to the other side.

Following Zhao Long's words, the surrounding students actually cheered loudly, as if they had defeated Zhao Long themselves. Even Zhou Qing revealed a smile on her face.

This was no wonder. After all, they had been tormented by Zhao Long in the past few days. Yet, Meng Fan had actually managed to defeat Zhao Long in a single shot. It could be said that he had vented his anger for them. Many of the girls looked at Meng Fan with worshipful eyes from time to time.

"Hehe!" Then you must be very lucky! Do you want to try it out? " Faced with Meng Fan's sneer, Zhao Long was infuriated. He took a step forward and stood in front of Meng Fan, blocking Meng Fan as he asked.

"You still want to compete?" You seem to have lost! If you want to bring honor to Zhao Qi, you'd better not pick the one you have now, so as to not embarrass yourself! " Faced with Zhao Long's overbearing attitude, Meng Fan snorted coldly and then went close to Zhao Long's ear.

Zhao Long's expression changed when he heard Meng Fan mention Zhao Qi, but he quickly reacted. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"Hehe!" I told Zhao Qi early on that I'm a country bumpkin, but I really don't know what it means to be afraid. Meng Fan had already gotten the answer he wanted from Zhao Long's expression. He also understood that the reason Zhao Long was targeting him was because of Zhao Qi.

After saying that, Meng Fan took a step back. Looking at Zhou Qing and the other students, he said loudly, "Instructor Zhao Long wants to compete with me. Do you think I should accept?"

"Accept!" Within the country, there was no lack of people who were not afraid of big trouble. Following Meng Fan's instructions, even Zhou Qing began to shout loudly in response.

"Looks like it!" You're asking for it yourself! What do you think we should compete in? " Meng Fan chuckled. He took a step forward and whispered into Zhao Long's ear.

However, he was certain that those words were only known to him and Meng Fan. Meng Fan had also guessed his intentions, and if Meng Fan didn't call out, Zhao Long could punish Meng Fan with the crime of looking down on an instructor, and the match would begin.

With Meng Fan's voice, he had no choice but to continue fighting. However, he couldn't cause trouble for Meng Fan. After all, he was not the only one who was watching.

"Fist and kicks!" "How about it?" As Zhao Long spoke, he took two steps back and pulled away from Meng Fan.

Although Zhao Long seemed to be asking Meng Fan, judging from his actions, he was already preparing to start a fight. He didn't even give Meng Fan the chance to refute him.

"Looks like you're really asking for a beating!" Zhao Qi didn't tell you how he was injured, right? " In the face of provocation, Meng Fan had never shown mercy, especially when it came to someone like Zhao Long, who seemed so arrogant. With a cold harrumph, Meng Fan took two steps back, putting some distance between him and Zhao Long.

Seeing the two of them in such a state, needless to say, they knew what they were up to. The two rich instructors and a group of students stood around the duo, and they stared at the duo expectantly.

"Hah!"

Zhao Long stood still and coldly snorted. He then raised his hand and performed the Baji Fist stance.

Compared to Zhao Long, Meng Fan seemed to be more casual. He just stood there, not even moving his fingers as he silently looked at Zhao Long.

Seeing Meng Fan standing there motionless, Zhao Long was infuriated. In this competition, if you made preparations, and the opponent had no reaction at all, he would definitely be treated with contempt.

Zhao Long was the same. When he saw that Meng Fan wasn't moving at all, Zhao Long was enraged. He took a few steps forward, then punched out toward Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's expression didn't change when faced with Zhao Long's attack. When Zhao Long's fist was less than half a meter away from Meng Fan, Meng Fan's body suddenly moved. As he dodged Zhao Long's fist, he grabbed Zhao Long's wrist.

Zhao Long didn't expect Meng Fan to be so fast. He was caught off-guard by Meng Fan, but he was a soldier after all. The first thing he noticed was Meng Fan grabbing onto him. He hastily retreated to avoid Meng Fan's attack.

However, Zhao Long's speed was on a completely different level than Meng Fan's. Before Zhao Long could do anything, Meng Fan grabbed Zhao Long's wrist with one hand and bent down with the other. He grabbed Zhao Long's belt and lifted him up.

Of course, Meng Fan's strength was great, so he couldn't lift a single person with one hand. The main reason he could lift Zhao Long was because Meng Fan was holding Zhao Long's hand. Under the effect of inertia, Zhao Long leaned forward and Meng Fan was holding him by the belt.

Zhao Long reacted quickly, but by the time he could react, Meng Fan had already lifted him up. Although he lost control of his body, there was still one hand that Meng Fan wasn't holding, and as soon as Meng Fan lifted him up, Zhao Long swung his other hand at Meng Fan.1

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