Zhang Yao rushed over to Lin Kun, but Lin Kun didn't care at all. He and a group of people just fought into the water, which was just to integrate into the environment. In fact, it didn't take much energy at all. Although Zhang Yao was tall and big, if the two of them really started fighting, he would definitely suffer.

Lin Kun had already thought about it. Zhang Yao's face was already covered with blue nose and swollen by Long Daxiang. He could no longer add color, so he simply threw it into the reservoir.

Seeing that Zhang Yao was about to come over and fight Lin Kun again, Lu Ting quickly stood between the two of them to stop him, and said with a serious and indifferent expression on her face: "Zhang Yao, I order you as the deputy director of the Special Operations Department of the National Security Bureau, stop immediately!"

Lu Ting has always been gentle and peaceful as if she was a painting of ink in Jiangnan, but at this time she rarely showed her strong side.

But Zhang Yao seemed to not buy it, and directly stepped over Lu Ting with one big strode, then he punched Lin Kun on the shoulder. Just as everyone on both sides was about to fight another, Zhang Yao laughed loudly, "Lin Kun, this afternoon, if you don't drink me, you can't think I can listen to you in the future!"

Lin Kun also laughed, "It's just a matter of drinking, it's too technical. Let's give you something that really convinces you."

Zhang Yao sat next to Lin Kun and said with a smile: "Yes, it seems that you are still very confident in yourself. I, Zhang Yao, are a rough man. Apart from fishing, they like to play with guns. How about we compete for gun skills?"

Before Lin Kun could agree, Bazi came over, "I like to play with guns, so how about letting me compete for Kunzi?"

Zhang Yao looked at Ba Fingers, then looked back at Lin Kun, who smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, is that okay?"

Zhang Yao said: "Okay, as long as you think there is no problem, I naturally have no objection, but we have to agree that if your friend loses, don't let me listen to you. You, the head of the three northeastern provinces, is not easy to use with me, Zhang Yao."

Lin Kun smiled and agreed, "Okay, no problem."

"etc!"

Feng Qian also stood up at this time. He was not tall in shape and was not good at fighting. He had been beaten a lot just now, but fortunately, he was all on his body and not on his face. "Zhang Yao wants to compete, so I have to compete."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "What do Mr. Feng want to compete again?"

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..." Feng Qian said with confidence.

Lin Kun's expression on his face was surprised, not only him, but almost everyone looked surprised, including Zhang Yao.

"I said Lao Feng, don't pretend here. You can do something so good at chess, calligraphy and painting. Do you want to be a practical one and don't embarrass me?" Zhang Yao immediately came to tear Feng Qian's platform.

Feng Qian immediately grinned, "I mean, these are not comparable."

"cut……"

Everyone present immediately booed, and the atmosphere was indescribable. They were angrily yelling at each other just now, but they really angrily yelled at each other with their fists. At this moment, everyone was as harmonious as brothers.

Feng Qianang raised his neck, still looking confident, and said, "You can't compare with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I like to study poison. This is unpopular enough. Mr. Lin, don't you dare to compete with me?"

Lin Kun was immediately happy when he heard this. Mei Yu was lying on the ground, all over shedding. She was complaining to Hu Yao now, "Niu'er, we really can't be so tiring in the future. Look how bad my condition is today. No, I have to go to the doctor. I feel very weak all over."

"No, I'll just make some ginseng soup for you to replenish it."

"No, you have to see a doctor."

“No need…”

...

As a result, when she heard Feng Qian say that she would compare the poison to regulate the poison, Mei Yu immediately stood up, "Wait, what are you talking about to compete? It's better to compare the poison to study?"

Everyone looked at Mei Yu, who shook his wet hair, and his fair face that was more beautiful than the big girl, instantly surprised everyone.

A man gave birth to a face that was more beautiful than a woman, which is called harming the country and the people.

Feng Qian's expression was stunned. If someone told him in the past, he would be amazed by a man one day and he would not believe it if he beaten to death, but he would believe it now.

"Yes, I like to study poisons, brother, do you like it too?" Feng Qian replied with a smile.

"I don't like it." Mei Yu answered simply.

"Ha, why don't you like to stand up?" Feng Qianxiao said.

"I'm proficient!" Mei Yu smiled with a relaxed look.

"..." Feng Qian's expression was stunned and his smile froze.

At the beginning of the competition, the first ones were Zhang Yao and Bazhi. The people from the Special Operations Department of the National Security Bureau all had gun certificates. Zhang Yao asked his brothers to take his gun from the car. It was a very exquisite black pistol. There were seven apples placed on the stack of seven apples thirty meters away.

At this time, there were only a few people around here. There was a group of children just now. As a result, when they saw these adults fighting, they ran home in fright. This was convenient for competition. Otherwise, if they were seen by ordinary people, someone actually carried a gun in broad daylight and reported it to the police station in the town. The police would inevitably explain.

Bang, bang, bang...

Zhang Yao started shooting at the stack of seven apples. He shot from bottom to top. As the gunshots of pressing the silencer sounded, the seven apples burst from small to top, one after another, and finally only a piece of broken fruit pomace was left on the spot.

"good!"

"Brother Zhang is good at shooting!"

"Brother Zhang is amazing!"

...

Feng Qian and a group of little brothers applauded. Zhang Yao raised his chin slightly like a victorious general, smiled and said to Bajie: "Brother, it's your fault for being ugly."

Bazhi sneered and took off the short double-row shotgun from the car. When he saw this guy from Bazhi, Zhang Yao's expression changed immediately, and he immediately laughed, "Brother, you don't want to tell me that you want to use this gun to blow up these apples one by one, right?"

Eight fingers didn't make a sound, but looked full of confidence. The seven apples were placed in place. Eight fingers spit out the toothpicks in their mouths, almost without looking at them. They raised their hand to look at the stack of gunshots, and a scattered shot out. From a distance, they sounded like a firecracker. The ducks, geese and a group of water birds on the edge of the reservoir were frightened and fleeing.

Looking at the stack of apples, the shot was so broken that even the slag was not left. Zhang Yao's expression changed drastically. He raised his head and looked at Bajie and said, "Brother, are you counting? You are obviously..."
Chapter completed!