"Drink more salt water?" Zhang Fan glanced at his father suspiciously, then twisted the salt water bag and poured it deeply.

I have to say that after a strenuous workout, drinking a sip of salt water, it feels like being beaten with chicken blood.

Having consumed too much salt and water, salt water is undoubtedly the best supplement. Moreover, this hose is still a thermal bag, which is warm, and it is very comfortable to drink a sip.

Not far away, several dry-mouthed young men stood up and staggered to Zhang Fan's side: "Brother, give me a bite!"

Zhang Fan glanced at a few young people, and then said, "Raise your head and open your mouth." ”

The young man was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Zhang Fan said angrily: "I don't want to kiss you indirectly." ”

A few people have a string of black lines on their foreheads, paralyzed, and as for it, they kiss indirectly, lying on the grass, and we are talking like.

However, several people did not refute, and their heads were tilted back and their mouths were open, like birds waiting to be fed.

After Zhang Fan poured two sips of salt water for a few people, he handed the salt water to his father.

Ye Yanran, who was still leaning on Zhang Dongyang's arms, was about to drip water.

Indirect kissing?

Zhang Fancai ignored Ye Yanran, but stretched out his arms and legs and stretched. Soon, though, he thought of the butterfly dance steps.

Fauber said that the butterfly dance steps can only be considered successful when they come and go freely in different terrains, and the place in front of you is not a good place to practice the butterfly dance steps.

Immediately, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and his eyes became focused.

Leaning forward like the wind, retreating like thunder, moving left and right, making the eyes of a group of people almost pop out.

At this time, everyone almost held their breath and looked at Zhang Fan. Why, why is this guy so fast? Besides, how does he look like a tumbler?

No, it's a bit like the legendary Limbo microstep.

Damn, the eyes don't flower, right?

Damn, does this still look like 10 kilometers after a 10-kilometer cross-country with weights? How does it feel like after a walk?

Ye Yanran's pale face was filled with endless jealousy.

She has practiced butterfly dance steps for so many years to master a little bit, but Zhang Fan only started learning yesterday, even if she can use it freely on flat ground, why can she use it freely on such a rugged terrain now?

She was unconvinced, and at this moment, she was a hundred dissatisfied in her heart. People are more angry than people.

Zhang Dongyang's eyes lit up, and in his eyes, Zhang Fan's ghostly movements, in circumventing the subject of training, the cliff was able to get full marks.

At the same time, he not only thought of the scene where Zhang Fan knocked down a security guard at the Starlight Hotel.

Could it be that this guy has had adventures all these years?

In an instant, the word martial arts came to his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered again, if Zhang Fan was sent to the army, with his terrifying recovery power, would he become the boss of the kind of person?

"Hey, try Thunderclaw!"

Zhang Fan played for half an hour, the heat rose all over his body, and he made a lot of progress in the butterfly dance steps, his eyes stared at the three brick-thick bluestone slabs in front of him, smiled deeply, and walked over.

Zhang Fan squatted down, picked up the bluestone slab, and erected it with two stones. After taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

"What is this guy doing?" a young man looked at Zhang Fan puzzled.

"Do you want to perform the trick of splitting bricks by hand?" said another.

"It's so thick, and I'm not afraid of breaking my hand. The young man who had been ignored by Zhang Fan before also laughed disdainfully.

Just kidding, three brick-thick bluestone slabs, this is a bluestone slab, used to pave the road, will it be so easy to break.

Zhang Fancai ignored these, took a deep breath, exhaled like a dragon, and suddenly, he leaned over violently, his palm was like a knife, and he cut directly into the middle of the bluestone slab.

"Click!"

The sound of the bluestone slab breaking made everyone gasp.

Is this Nima still a bluestone slab? A piece of smashing? Are you teasing me?

Even Zhang Dongyang was shocked at this time.

If he were replaced, he would have to be interrupted by wrapping gauze around his feet or fists.

At this moment, he felt that he didn't know his son a little.

He treated his arm that countless hospitals couldn't treat at one time, and as soon as he made a move, it was 10 million pocket money, a huge change that made him feel like he was in a dream.

Ye Yanran simply closed her eyes, not planning to look at Zhang Fan, otherwise, the more she looked, the more angry she became.

Why can't the butterfly dance step compare to him, and the thunderbolt palm can't compare to him, you know, she has been practicing for more than ten years.

How could she be willing to lose to someone who had only learned for less than a day.

Zhang Fan felt the power of the thunderbolt palm, and couldn't help smacking his lips, Chinese martial arts are really awesome.

"Let's go, go down the mountain, it's not early. Zhang Dongyang looked at the time and said.

Ye Yanran also recovered at this time, with the replenishment of salt water, her face also returned to ruddy, but compared to Zhang Fan, who was jumping around, she looked a little weak.

"Can you walk?" Zhang Fan said with a playful smile.

Looking at Zhang Fan's expression, Ye Yanran couldn't wait to pick up the model gun on the ground and smash the butt of a gun on his face.

"You can go!" Ye Yanran roared angrily.

Zhang Dongyang slapped Zhang Fan on the back of the head: "Go and help you Sister Yanran." ”

Zhang Fan smiled stupidly, completely forgetting that his father was still around.

"Miss, please. Zhang Fan stretched out his hand in front of Ye Yanran and smiled.

Looking at Ye Yanran's trembling legs, Zhang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, how could he not take a step if he could walk.

"I'll carry you. Zhang Fan couldn't bear to see Ye Yanran's stubborn look, and squatted down in front of Ye Yanran.

Although Ye Yanran didn't want Zhang Fan's color embryo to carry her down the mountain, if she let Zhang Fan's father carry it, she would feel even more weird in her heart. She gritted her teeth and pounced directly on Zhang Fan's back.

Zhang Fan was caught off guard by this pounce, and threw himself directly on the ground, falling into a mouth and gnawing on the mud.

"You are to die. Zhang Fan was furious.

Zhang Dongyang walked over, picked up Ye Yanran, and then kicked Zhang Fan's leg: "How can I talk to your sister Yanran." ”

Ye Yanran's pretty face was extremely proud, and she squeaked and laughed. Especially when he saw a pinch of mud on Zhang Fan's chin, he smiled even brighter.

Zhang Fan squatted down hatefully, slandering in his heart, who is your own person.

Waiting for Ye Yanran to lie on his back, Zhang Fan jumped forward violently and jumped directly down the stairs five meters away.

Ye Yanran was so frightened by this scene that she screamed, and her screams rose and fell.

"Hahaha, tell you to fall on me, don't scare you to death. Zhang Fan said viciously, and then ran down the mountain in a leisurely manner.

Ye Yanran was so angry that she directly stretched out her hand and passed through Zhang Fan's neck, strangling his neck to death.

"Damn, murder you. ”

Zhang Fan was furious, and the two hands holding Ye Yanran's legs slipped and landed directly on Ye Yanran's beautiful buttocks.

Ye Yanran trembled, her face was red and her ears were red and angry: "Let go." ”

Zhang Fan grabbed it fiercely and shouted: "I just won't let it go, hehe, it feels good." ”