Chapter 407: Hard and soft

Feng Yang was shocked as he watched the oncoming sandbags fill his entire vision.

"Oh hehe!"

He quickly dodged, and the sandbag on the left was already hit by quickly. Feng Yang was startled. Before he could react, he felt that he was hit hard on his back, so he flew out.

"Ouch..." Feng Yang lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hahaha..." Wu Xiaokang and others burst into tears.

After making a joke, Feng Yang was a little angry.

"Smile, I wasn't ready just now."

Wu Xiaokang wiped his tears: "I'm still stubborn, why don't I come again?"

Feng Yang glanced at the four sandbags that were still swaying, and shrank his neck: "I'm injured, I have to take a break first, you guys will come first."

Everyone looked at each other. Whoever dared to come again, they all saw that this thing was too dangerous.

Zhang Fan glanced at Hong Tianhao and said, "Tianhao, with your skill in entering the realm of transformation, this thing will not defeat you."

Hong Tianhao's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hear that his master was mocking him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Come on."

Wu Xiaokang smiled and said, "Tianhao, you have to be careful. This thing is not easy to deal with."

"Come on." Hong Tianhao stood there, feeling quite ready to die.

"Come on." As Wu Xiaokang's voice fell, the sandbag swung out.

Hong Tianhao shook left and right, and followed Feng Yang's footsteps in less than half a minute.

"Damn, movies are indeed lying. How do you play this?" Hong Tianhao sat on the ground, very dissatisfied.

Wu Xiaokang smiled for a while, his eyes turned, and he had an idea.

"Brother, why don't you try it and see how long you can last."

Hong Tianhao said with a hard neck: "Master, I'm sure you are not much better than us."

He felt that this thing was not played by people, and no one could have played it.

Feng Yang also became energetic and got up from the ground.

"Xiaofan, it seems that if you don't show off your skills, you may not be able to take off today, hahaha!"

Everyone thought that they would soon see Zhang Fan being defeated.

Without disappointing them, Zhang Fan walked over.

"I haven't played this thing before, let's try it today."

Although he has never played it, he has full confidence.

Seeing that Zhang Fan had already stood still, Wu Xiaokang smiled and said, "Brother, are you ready?"

"Come on." Zhang Fan put on a stance.

Everyone looked at him intently. Feng Yang and Hong Tianhao were easily defeated. They all wanted to see how long Zhang Fan could last.

"put!"

"Wow!"

The sandbag came towards him, and Zhang Fan immediately turned sideways and gave in. The wind on the left approached. Zhang Fan punched him without thinking. At the same time, he kicked him sideways and kicked him back.

The sandbag on the left was punched hard, swinging further away, and the sandbag behind him was kicked away.

The three crises in front, right and the latter were temporarily lifted. He had no time to punch the sandbag on the left, so he could only dodge. Therefore, all of these four sandbags were dodged by him or used moves to resolve them.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, without any delay, which made the security guards stunned.

Looking at Zhang Fan wandering among the four sandbags, everyone seemed to be looking at another work of art.

"It's too gorgeous..." Someone sighed.

Hong Tianhao swallowed and found that the gap between himself and his master was even bigger than he thought.

"Damn, brother, this is too awesome!"

Wu Xiaokang widened his eyes.

Feng Yang was also full of emotion.

After Zhang Fan in the field, he lost interest after playing fresh play.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

He punched four punches at an extremely fast speed, and the force passed through his control. When his fist fell, four sandbags were frozen around.

Zhang Fan walked out naturally to welcome the baptism of everyone's eyes.

Gulu... Everyone swallowed and stared at him without blinking, as if they were looking at the most beautiful treasure jade in the world.

Zhang Fan glanced around and knew that his purpose had been achieved.

"Practice well, the sandbags are placed here. You can practice at any time. If you can't avoid four sandbags, practice three. If three doesn't work, just two."

"I hope you remember one thing, no matter how powerful you are in the future, you must not be arrogant."

Feng Yang said embarrassedly: "Xiaofan, don't worry, we will definitely practice hard."

Hong Tianhao also looked embarrassed: "Master, I was wrong."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Okay, don't underestimate yourself. In fact, you practiced well, which surprised me."

"If you really want to practice martial arts, I will teach you some real skills in a while."

Zhang Fan had this plan long ago, and Huairenfang was about to be expanded, and the security department was the top priority.

Since they have this interest, Zhang Fan also happily taught them.

When everyone heard the real kung fu, they immediately swept away the decadence and became energetic.

Hong Tianhao said curiously: "Master, what kind of kung fu is it?"

Seeing that everyone looked at him, Zhang Fan kept him in a hurry.

"Don't worry, you'll know then."

…

After a while back to the villa, a person who surprised Zhang Fan entered the house.

Feng Yang's uncle Feng Mingyuan also had a relationship with Zhang Fan.

He was wearing a chef's white coat and his hands were on his back, looking unhappy.

"Uncle Mingyuan, why are you here at this time?"

Zhang Fan was very curious. It was working hours now. Sister-in-law Su Rong mentioned to him yesterday that Feng Mingyuan was late. Doesn’t his appearance here now mean that he was late again today?

"snort."

Feng Mingyuan snorted coldly at first, sat on the sofa, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Xiaofan, what's going on with your sister-in-law Su Rong? I've only been half an hour late, but she actually fired me."

"Also, I explained the relationship between me and you, but she didn't recognize me at all. She said that no matter who comes, it won't work. Are you ridiculous?"

After saying that, he shook his head and poured himself a cup of tea and started drinking it.

The arrogant tone made Zhang Fan frown. How could he not understand Feng Mingyuan’s purpose?

"Xiaofan, why don't you speak?"

Feng Mingyuan looked at Zhang Fan in confusion. He thought Zhang Fan would be very angry when he heard it.

"Uncle Mingyuan, what do you want me to say?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law Su Rong is the manager of Hot Spring Villa. I know her very well. I will not interfere with who she wants to fire."

"Besides, Uncle Mingyuan, if you go to work well, why would she fire you?"

Feng Mingyuan became anxious as soon as he heard this.

"Xiaofan, what are you saying? You are a shareholder of Hot Spring Villa and have a good relationship with Su Rong. What's wrong with you saying something for your uncle?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was also a little upset.

"Uncle Mingyuan, shouldn't an elder be a role model for our younger generations? You rely on your relationship with me and are not saying that you are late or leaving early. Now you ask me to help you with the back door. Sorry, I can't do it."

"you!"

Feng Mingyuan's face turned red with anger, "Don't you really want to talk to me?"

Zhang Fan turned his back and rejected him with his back.

Feng Mingyuan was lazy at work and was late and left early, thinking that with Zhang Fan's backing, he could rest assured.

Little do you know that Zhang Fan is the most annoying to him.
To be continued...