Chapter: 614
For Zhao Feng to be the leader and them to be the generals, that was something that was once dreamed of!
"No lie!" Gu Chen nodded solemnly.
"Brother Chen is particular, we know how to do it! We must talk to Brother Feng well at night!" Lao Meng laughed.
"Hahaha." Gu Chen waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Okay, you guys go to rest too, let's celebrate tonight."
"Okay Brother Chen." Ah Hu nodded again and again, and led everyone away excitedly.
the other end.
Zhao Feng sent Dahei back to Crescent Bay, and when he drove to the restaurant, he also caught up with the last bus for breakfast.
After eating a delicious breakfast, Zhao Feng felt a little emotional while eating.
Not only did he hug a super powerful thigh, but he also hugged a super delicious thigh. Now that he is the boss's apprentice, he will follow him all the way in the future. Wouldn't he eat more and more delicious food? It's just...
Thinking about it, Zhao Feng felt a little wronged.
After tidying up after the meal, Zhao Feng approached Zhang Han disheartenedly, and whispered, "Master, I'm too good-for-nothing. I didn't solve the problem when I went out today, so I have to trouble you."
"Um."
Zhang Han nodded directly.
"That...Master, when did I start practicing kung fu? Now Dahei pushes me, but it's always a somersault." Zhao Feng said a little embarrassed.
"Practice? I have to think about it."
Zhang Han glanced at Mengmeng, the little princess was watching cartoons with relish, so Zhang Han took out two cans of dark beer from the refrigerator, sat at the dining table and drank with Zhao Feng while thinking.
What skills can Zhao Feng practice? Zhang Han felt a little hard to imagine.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng, his eyes lit up when he saw that learning Kung Fu was fun, and he sat upright with his hands on the dining table, like a well-behaved elementary school student.
It's just... In his expectant eyes, Zhang Han didn't give a reason when he drank all the beer.
So Zhao Feng couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Master, is it because kung fu is too difficult to choose?"
"It's a bit difficult." Zhang Han sighed lightly, shook his head, and said something that stunned Zhao Feng: "There are rubbish exercises, I can't think of anything you can practice."
"Ah?" Zhao Feng's expression froze: "Can't I practice rubbish exercises?"
"Well." Zhang Han nodded and said: "When you get started, you can practice some low-end entry skills."
"Then master, what level is an entry level?" Zhao Feng asked a little bit at a loss.
"In the early stage of Qi training, my current level."
"Pfft..." Zhao Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
The master's current level is an entry level. If someone from the security bureau heard this, he would probably be stunned. In their eyes, Master Qi Jin is already a high-ranking character, but to the master, he is just an entry level. In order to learn those low-end entry skills.
While smiling wryly, Zhao Feng felt a little emotional in his heart. I am afraid that people in this world, no matter how big they are, are just frogs at the bottom of the well in terms of vision. Only the master, he is the one who sees the scenery outside the well!
But Zhang Han's next sentence made Zhao Feng a little excited again, only to hear Zhang Han say:
"Let me think about it, with your current level, you can also practice some fighting skills, but I have to simplify it, or your body won't be able to bear it."