Chapter 644 Can You Take Me With You

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Seeing that Zhao Long didn't speak for a long time, Luo Fang reached out and rubbed his face, "What's wrong, Instructor Zhao, you look like you've seen a ghost, is there something on my face?"

Zhao Long's heart skipped a beat, and after a while, he finally calmed down, his hands hanging by his side were sweaty.

Luo Fang was really looking at him!

What kind of eyes does Wei Zhenhui look at, so he can see clearly from afar? Really convinced him.

Fortunately, Wei Zhenhui has gone far. If he is here, he may not be able to ridicule him in the future! He's had enough of this vicious tongue.

Looking up at the distant backs of Wei Zhenhui and Su Mian, just as he was about to look away, Wei Zhenhui, as if he knew it, stretched out his hand to say goodbye to him.

I go!

Zhao Long is really not calm now. Although Luo Fang was hit hard just now, it is not fatal.

Wei Zhenhui's wave just tore off the disguise of Zhao Long's whole body, and he almost lost his footing.

No wonder he just happened to stand on the ridge beside the shooting range, so he fell down all of a sudden.

Luo Fang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Instructor Zhao, are you dizzy? Why do you look like you are about to fall?" After speaking, he stretched out his small hand and touched Zhao Long's forehead, then his own.

Zhao Long gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and Luo Fang's warm little hands instantly made him feel like he had been electrocuted.

"I, I'm fine." After a while, Zhao Long finally found his voice, but somewhere in his heart, the calm lake water seemed to have been blown by a hurricane and could no longer be calm.

Luo Fang touched his face, but he was really not disgusted!

"Is it all right?" It's rare for Luo Fang to care about someone so seriously, "You look so bad and your cheeks are red, did you not sleep well last night?"

Luo Fang also knew that professional soldiers like them, who have been training intensively all year round, are hard to get sick. She has never heard their commander Luo sneeze at home.

Zhao Long quickly covered up the unnaturalness, pretending to be calm and authentic, "What can I do? Is it because I'm not here, what happened to you?"

Luo Fang, hey hey, I only cause trouble when you are here. I'm too lazy to take care of that Cao Wei when you're not here.

"No, how could it be? The shooting competition starts as soon as class starts today, and you watched it all the way!" Luo Fangxing's eyes widened, and he spoke earnestly.

In fact, she quite likes to find fault with Zhao Long, she just likes to fight with him.

"Instructor Zhao, can I ask you something?" Luo Fang actually twisted.

"Say."

"That's right, Yan Yan and their training, can you take me with you?"

"You came to find me, just to ask this?" Zhao Long was so shocked and disappointed now that he thought the girl was here to find him.

Luo Fang pouted and nodded, "Otherwise? Instructor Zhao, don't you think I ran over to tell you that I laughed with you!"

Zhao Long: ...

"No, special forces training must be kept secret."

"I don't believe it, why are those 20 special forces still training with us!"

Zhao Long has returned to his former arrogant appearance. He really lost his share today, and was actually teased by a little girl, "The training period for recruits is kept secret. If you want to join the special forces, you should work hard and try to join next year. ."

Jiang Yi looked at the two who were embracing each other, turned around silently, and there was another tingling pain in his chest. This was the third time this month.

Recently, the seizures seem to be more and more frequent, but the Huo Jingrun Institute has never disclosed the progress to him.

Maybe he is really hopeless!