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"Not a good seedling?"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng secretly felt a little unhappy. Tian Zhuang was the person he liked, so he was said to be not a good prospect, so he naturally felt a little unhappy.
"Mr. Pukan, I don't know why you have such a view. Can you explain it to me?"
"Of course there is no problem! If you want to be the best warrior, you don't have to have a strong body, but you must have a high fighting spirit and a passion for fighting. Unfortunately, I didn't find these two things in him." Pukan said He didn't hide anything and directly stated his opinions about Tian Zhuang truthfully.
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, not agreeing in his heart.
"Mr. Pukan, with all due respect, I do not agree with your statement." Zhang Feng continued: "I think he has a fighting spirit and a high fighting spirit that is not inferior to anyone else."
"Oh? Really?" Pukan said casually, took out a cigar from the table and handed it to Zhang Feng, who waved his hand.
"I can't get used to the smell of cigars." Zhang Feng said bluntly. He took out a low-quality cigarette directly from his pocket, lit it and hung it on his mouth, and started smoking slowly. He understood that just saying this would definitely Unable to convince Pukan, he said: "Mr. Pukan, they say that Russia is a fighting nation, and the blood of fighting flows in their bones. In this case, let's take a gamble on this, how about it?"
"Gamble?" Russia is not only a fighting nation, but also full of gambling elements.
"Okay. Don't know what kind of gambling you can do?"
"One of your men named Moslikosky issued a challenge to me, and I accepted it! Then we will arrange another challenge, and he will be on one side. The candidate on the other side will be Mr. Pukan. How about choosing from the Ares Halberd training camp?" Zhang Feng suggested.
When Zhang Feng said that Moslikski challenged him, Pukan didn't have any surprised expression on his face, and he obviously already knew about it.
When he heard Zhang Feng say that he would arrange a challenge for Tian Zhuang, an expression of interest immediately appeared on his face.
Pukan nodded, "What a great idea. There happens to be a group of students who have just been sent to the training camp. I will choose a suitable opponent for him from among them!"
"Is this settled? Where's the time?" Zhang Feng asked.
"There is an old Chinese saying that it is better to choose a day than to hit it. How about tonight?" Pukan said.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Pukan still understands our Chinese old sayings. Well, tonight is fine. But Mr. Pukan, since it is a bet, wouldn't it be a bit boring if there is no lottery?" Zhang Feng sneered.
"Of course it is." Pukan also had a smile on his face, and it was obvious that what Zhang Feng said was very much to his liking.
"Mr. Pukan, you are the host, please make your request first." Zhang Feng said, secretly thinking about the prize he wanted to propose.
Pukan did not speak in a hurry. He had a cigar in his mouth and took a few puffs before he said leisurely: "If my people lose, then you Zhang Feng will stay in my Halberd of the God of War training camp for a year. instructor!"
Um
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng frowned.
Let yourself stay here as an instructor for a year? It seems that this Pukan was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but had been premeditated, otherwise it would have been absolutely impossible to make such a request.
The frown on his face became deeper and deeper. If this was said, then from the moment he asked Tian Zhuang to stay here for training and Pukan refused, he began to plot against himself, dug a hole for himself, and let himself jump in.
I'm afraid that even if he didn't propose this challenge, Pukan would take the initiative and say that he would add a bonus to the bet.
Unexpectedly, I have been hunting geese all year round, but today my eyes were pecked by geese.
However, the sneer in Zhang Feng's heart became stronger and stronger. Did he really think that he would win
Pukan naturally had plans in advance, and described to her what happened along the way through Sharapova. In addition, he knew Torsky's strength better than anyone else. If you can keep soldiers like Zhang Feng in your training camp to serve as instructors, the value it brings will definitely be huge.
Seeing Zhang Feng not speaking for a long time, Pukan said: "What? Mr. Zhang Feng is unwilling to accept this lottery? If so, then we can cancel this challenge."
Zhang Feng cursed for a while. This old guy looked like a big, brainless bear, but he was actually extremely thoughtful. He was playing with himself here to make progress by retreating!
In this case, Zhang Feng said with difficulty: "Mr. Pukan, the lottery you proposed is really difficult for me, so? I will also propose a corresponding lottery."
With that said, Zhang Feng stretched out two fingers and said: "Twenty training camp quotas for each period!"
hiss.
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, even though Pukan was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but gasp.
Twenty places are actually in each period, that is, twenty places per year. This is simply a lion's mouth.
Shaking his head, he said: "You have made too many requests."
"Oh? Really? I don't think much." Zhang Feng sneered.
He knew what Pukan wanted in him. He slowly raised the hand holding the cigarette, hung the cigarette on his mouth and shook it. A playing card fell directly from his sleeve into his palm with a flick of his wrist. , flew out directly and headed straight for Pukan.
Pukan reacted very quickly. He kicked off the coffee table in front of him with both feet, and rushed backwards along with the sofa, while tilting his head back.
The poker almost grazed his cheek!
Pukan jumped up from the sofa, while Zhang Feng was still sitting on the sofa, smoking leisurely, as if nothing had happened.
Tian Zhuang, who was standing behind Zhang Feng, had put his hand on the butt of the gun on his lower back. His originally calm eyes now revealed the ferocity of a wolf.
Pukan stared at Zhang Feng with cold eyes. The cigar in his mouth had been extinguished at this moment.
Naturally, it couldn't have been destroyed by itself, but the two centimeters of the burning card were cut off by Zhang Feng's playing cards, and the cuts were extremely neat.
"Now, does Mr. Pukan still think that my request is too much?" Zhang Feng said with a sneer.
An unattractive smile emerged from the corner of Pukan's mouth, and he threw the cigar still in his mouth on the table, and then sat on the sofa again.
"Two years!" Pukan pointed his finger at Tian Zhuang, "If he loses, you will be my instructor for two years!"
"Deal!" Zhang Feng said straightforwardly.
He doesn't care what Pukan's request is, as long as he can agree to the lottery he proposed, because Zhang Feng is confident that he will win!