Although Yang Jie's roar sounded like an incompetent roar, Han Lan's mood was understandable.

As for the protagonist, it is inevitable that he will let out a roar of incompetence when his halo disappears.

But Han Lan was really aggressive. He had restrained himself in time. Otherwise, the punch from behind would not only have paralyzed him, but would have directly damaged his arm by 10%.

For mercenaries, guns are their second life and the guarantee of survival. Taking guns has already touched the bottom line of the profession.

With almost no thought, Han Lan made an instinctive counterattack, but luckily he restrained himself in time.

Han Lan smiled awkwardly and pulled Yang Jie up from the ground.

"Sorry, Brother Jie, I couldn't hold it back for a moment..."

"Brother Jack!"

"Brother Jack!"

A group of people around him also gathered around him with great concern, fearing that something might happen to Yang Jiejie.

Yang Jie waved his hands at them, then patted his butt. Looking at the innocent-looking young man in front of him, he pursed his lips speechlessly: "Forget it, I'm fine. Brother Han, you can do this with your backhand.

?Where did you learn it?”

Han Lan said without thinking: "My father taught me."

"Oh." Yang Jie then remembered that Han Lan had said before that his father was also a veteran, but he didn't know which army he was in before. How could he teach such a freak?

After shaking his arm and feeling much better, Yang Jie continued to greet everyone and said, "Okay, everyone, go back. We'll reshoot the next one."

"Brother Han, please give me some face this time. Can you follow the script?"

"Okay! I will definitely follow the script this time!" Han Lan showed a harmless smile.

Yang Jie sighed softly, straightened his posture and stood up again.

The stylist came over to help them do a quick look, and then started shooting again.

Han Lan put her pistol against Yang Jie's forehead again, pulled the small microphone and shouted again: "I have twenty-eight AKs here!"

…

Even if he had to do it over again, Han Lan still controlled his condition very well, and his expression and tone were exactly the same as before!

Yang Jie was not so angry anymore.

If nothing else, in terms of acting skills, Han Lan is indeed a malleable talent, no worse than a professional actor who graduated from a college.

Especially in martial arts action scenes, Han Lan has a unique advantage.

This guy can really fight!

Yang Jie now had to admit that he had underestimated Han Lan just now. This kid was not a normal young man at all.

Who the hell can knock down a tough guy like Yang Jie who is over 1.8 meters tall with just a disagreement?

This time, Han Lan took the initiative to reduce his strength and cooperated. Yang Jie finally succeeded in knocking Han Lan down and took the gun back.

The movements are done in one go and very coherently!

This one passes!

…

…

During the lunch break, Joseph found Han Lan who was sitting in the shed eating lunch.

When this big man stood in front of him, the shadow shrouded his face and blocked all the light from the front.

Han Lan held a fish tail in her mouth and looked up at him blankly: "Hey, Joseph? Come and have dinner together?"

Joseph sat down opposite him with three lunch boxes in his hands. He looked at the six lunch boxes in front of Han Lan and the five lunch boxes from Lee Myung-bak, and suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

But with so many lunch boxes, the small table seemed a bit crowded.

"Han Lan, you know Kung Fu!" Joseph said with a straight face.

Han Lan sucked the fish bone and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"You lied to me that day and said you only knew how to defend women! I really don't like the modesty of you Chinese people!"

"oh."

Han Lan threw the fish bones that were clean enough to be used as teaching specimens on the lid of the lunch box, and then took a big bite of the rice.

"Han Lan, let me see your true strength!"

Li Myung-bak stopped picking up the rice and looked up at him with a strange expression.

"Stop making trouble, it's time to eat." Han Lan took the opportunity to pick up half an egg from his vegetable box.

"..."Joseph.

"..." Lee Myung-bak.

"I already know your true identity!" Joseph waved his chopsticks and caught Han Lan's chopsticks that were used to steal the eggs.

The air in the shed seemed to be frozen, and a ray of cold air blew from the base of Joseph's neck.

Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly and continued in a low voice: "I just saw the method you used to subdue Yang. You said you learned it from your father? But you used it from the Desert Wild Boys (a foreign military special forces)

Counter-grabbing technique!”

"As far as I know, no Chinese soldiers have been assigned to receive special training at Wild Boy, right? Normal military exchanges between the two countries cannot teach such superb skills..."

"so……"

Han Lan raised her head and looked at him expressionlessly.

The corners of Joseph's mouth raised slightly: "Your father must be the legendary Dragon Warrior King, right?"

"Gah?"

"Cough cough cough..." Lee Myung-bak choked on the side.

"You don't have to rush to deny it, Han Lan, I understand. I know Chinese culture very well! I know that China has a mysterious organization that is always shrouded in layers of mystery! The people inside are the elite of the elite.

The elite among them! They will infiltrate into all parts of the world to perform tasks, even among the most elite special forces of each country! In the entire country of China, they are probably the only ones who can master the uninherited skills of the desert wild boys, right?" Joseph lowered his voice.

He listened to his voice and analyzed it matter-of-factly.

"..." Han Lan.

"..." Lee Myung-bak.

"Haha, you're thinking too much." Han Lan swung the chopsticks upwards, threw the blocked half egg directly into his mouth, and then withdrew the chopsticks.

"I understand..." Joseph shook his eyebrows at him, "This is the biggest secret of your country. I won't talk nonsense, and I don't want to be hunted by the Dragon Group."

"..." Han Lan.

"..." Lee Myung-bak.

Okay, as long as you are happy.

Han Lan no longer wanted to discuss this issue with him in depth. Why is this foreigner still reading online novels?

"Han Lan, I heard that the Dragon Group has field personnel and can accept foreigners. Can I join?"

"No, the Dragon Group has been disbanded." Han Lan said perfunctorily.

"Ah? Why? Why would such an elite unit be disbanded?"

"Because their soldier king often comes out to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, so the Dragon Group is no longer mysterious. Look, even you, a foreigner, know about the Dragon Group. So, let's disband."

Joseph's face was full of pain. Perhaps in his heart, the status of the Dragon Group was higher than that of the Women's Federation? Then he looked at Han Lan with some pity: "I finally understand why you didn't inherit your father's business, but came to make movies.

Oh. Sigh, you must be feeling very uncomfortable..."

"..." Han Lan.

"Han Lan, after dinner, please be sure to discuss with me and let me see the strength of the reserve members of the Dragon Group!"

"???"
Chapter completed!