The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 74 After Drunk 【Please recommend】

Yang Fan walked nineteen steps, and his heart trembled with each step.

A row of training bombs in front of him was placed neatly under his feet, and next to them was a white line, and Yang Fan stood at attention outside the white line.

In the distance, about 30 meters away, a recruit squad leader was waiting for the grenade to fly over, ready to report the number.

"Yang Fan."

First squad leader Wang Zhigang shouted.

"Arrived." Yang Fan answered crisply and loudly.

But he didn't know what to do, he had never thrown this before, and he only threw sandbags when he was in school, but he couldn't use tens of meters to calculate, at most he could only throw more than ten meters.

"Are you ready?" the squad leader called again.

Behind him, more than 100 recruits stood in two teams, each with three rows, and there were six rows in total. In addition to the company commander and platoon leader and the squad leaders of each squad, more than 100 pairs of eyes were watching him.

"Report, ready."

"Retrieve the bomb."

"Yes."

Yang Fan controlled his slightly trembling right hand, thinking that he would go all out this time, and throw her as far as she loves you, life or death, whatever she loves.

He bent down to retrieve the bomb and followed Sun Chao's demonstration to hold the grenade in his hand.

I meditated in my heart: I must pass, I must pass...

"Drop bombs," Wang Zhigang ordered.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength. He held the grenade tightly in his right hand, stepped his right leg back to the right, and waved his right arm. The moment he just raised his arm...

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, are you still sleeping?"

The shout followed a knock on the door, bringing Yang Fan back to reality suddenly. It was Lin Qiang who told Yang Fan to eat.

Fuck you, you woke me up as soon as I tried to shit, it's really annoying.In Yang Fan's heart, a thousand grass-mud horses were galloping past. He pulled his face, sat up from the bed, and found 1000 yuan by the pillow.

He grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pants pocket and said with a smile: "Another thousand, hahahaha." Lin Qiang continued to knock on the door. Yang Fan got annoyed and hurried over to open the door.

"What are you arguing about? Are you doing something pressing?"

He said impatiently.

Lin Qiang felt baffled: "Are you sick? What time are you still sleeping? I came to ask you to eat. I really don't know what to do. The dog bit Lu Dongbin, I don't know..."

Before he could say the following words, Yang Fan kicked his ass hard, and before he had time to kick back, Yang Fan slammed the bedroom door shut.

"Hello! Where did you get the new bicycle in the living room?" Lin Qiang patted on the door and shouted.

"Nonsense, I just bought it." Yang Fan replied.

Lin Qiang cursed quietly and walked into the kitchen.

He specially bought a lot of food today and planned to chat and have a few drinks with Yang Fan while eating in the evening.

Yang Fan tidied up the bed, changed into pajamas, and walked out of the bedroom.

"Come on, Brother Fan, let's have a drink." Lin Qiang greeted him with a smile on his face.

Yang Fan scratched his messy hair and sat at the kitchen table. He was a little surprised to see a table of delicious dishes. Although they were all packed in disposable plastic lunch boxes, they were all relatively expensive dishes. Normally, Yang Fan must be a I don't know how to buy food, but why did Lin Qiang buy so many vegetables today?And beer?What is this for?

After Lin Qiang filled him up with a glass of beer, he raised his own glass and said, "Brother Fan, if there was anything you did wrong in the past, don't be like me. You don't care about the faults of villains, so don't take it personally."

As he spoke, he drank a glass of beer in one gulp.

Yang Fan raised his eyelids, picked up the wine glass and said softly, "What are you? You want to make amends?"

Lin Qiang smiled and handed Yang Fan a pair of chopsticks: "Brother Fan, I may have caused you trouble these few days, but you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Yang Fan took the chopsticks, pretended to lean on the chair, pouted and said: "Well... I still have to think about it, you did cause me a lot of trouble a few days ago, but it's because of your sister For the sake of it, I forgive you."

As he spoke, he smiled and drank the beer in one gulp.

Lin Qiang put his arms on the table, looked at Yang Fan with his chin in his hands, smiled, and thought: Brother Fan, Brother Fan, if it wasn’t for my sister’s face, I would have shaken off your crap. Sooner or later, I will catch the evidence that you went out to sell, just wait, I will give you some sweetness first, let you relax your vigilance against me, wait for me to follow you someday, then I will not listen with my ears, but Capture it with a video recorder.

Lin Qiang just bought a high-definition video camera at the digital mall in the morning. He had no other ideas, just to find an opportunity to capture the evidence that Yang Fan went out to pick up the work. He was determined to be a double-faced man. We must seize the evidence that Yang Fan went out to do illegal sex transactions.

He filled Yang Fan's wine glass again, and chatted with Yang Fan. The two exchanged glasses, and they drank from 06:30 in the afternoon to [-]:[-] in the evening.

Almost all the food on the table was eaten, and the beer bottles piled up half the table. Lin Qiang lay on the table with one hand outstretched and fell asleep soundly. Yang Fan blushed, hiccupped, and stood up from the chair. .

He pointed to the beer bottles and counted: "One, two, three,...eighteen, nineteen, twenty."

"Fuck, I drank ten bottles of beer alone, enough for me to pee tonight."

He staggered out of the kitchen, looked back at Yang Fan who was lying on the table, and smiled: "Yes, young man has a future, he mistakenly thought that I was in love with your sister, and started to get close to me, hahahaha, Come on, all comers are welcome, show your sincerity, all your sincerity, and get close to me with all your heart! Hahaha, you can call me brother-in-law, it’s okay, I am your future brother-in-law.”

After he drank too much, he was forced to talk a lot, the sofa he was sitting on did not turn on the light, the room was pitch black, with little light coming in from the translucent window, he was still chattering into the air.

"My brother-in-law invites my brother-in-law to drink. This shouldn't be the case. When your sister and I have a child, the three of us will drink together. No, no, no, it should be you two. I... That's not right either, it should be My son and I are brothers... No, mom is a dick, love whoever you want, there is no big or small thing on the wine table, they are all fucking brothers, it’s just the three of us, let’s drink tomorrow.”

He shook his head again and said drunkenly: "No, your sister hasn't given birth to me yet. I can't drink it tomorrow, so I have to wait until the baby is born. Hey, don't you think so?"

He turned to the TV and asked this question, but the TV didn't answer his question, and he was a little angry: "Hey, I'm asking you something, why the hell don't you talk?"

He turned his head to the 'Flying Pigeon' bicycle and said, "Brother, I got you from a mission. As a newcomer, do you think I'm right?"

The bike didn't even fart and didn't respond to his words.

"Damn it, you're new here and still don't know anything."

Yang Fan wobbled to the TV, put his face on the TV, and whispered to the TV, "Hey, brother, are you asleep? Why don't you talk?"

The TV still ignored him and remained silent.

Yang Fan patted the top of the TV vigorously, and cursed at the street: "Mom, what time do you go to bed, wake me up, I want to watch TV."

As he spoke, he fumbled his hands on the coffee table in a dazed way, found the remote control, and pressed it on the TV.

The TV finally responded, and the screen turned on after a second, and two cartoon people appeared on the screen, an old lady and an old man.

What are they doing?Dance?Yang Fan leaned on the sofa and watched the TV commercial.

"Fuzzy, double image, ditty, a little pain, stick to it."

Yang Fan hurriedly picked up the remote control and pressed it to turn it off and said, "You idiot, it's fucking nonsense..."

(End of this chapter)