What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

Heavy equipment training is a little different today.

Feng ran at the forefront as always, but this time, she was no longer the only one among the boys, and another girl followed her closely.

"Fujisang is very good!" Feng realized that this beautiful woman should be the top student with perfect marks, "You must be very good in other subjects, too."

"It's not bad," Fuji said with a smile in his voice, "Yamamura-san is also very strong. I've never met a girl like Yamamura-san in a small place like Saitama Prefecture. Sure enough, Tokyo is different. .”

"Where, I have done various training since I was a child, so my physical strength is better."

The two were exchanging unprofessional business bragging at the front of the line, and the students behind heard lung pain.

They can still chat during this kind of raid training, they are tired for the two of them!

"The last paragraph, we need to speed up!" Feng smiled, then turned his head and blinked at Teng.

"No problem at all!" Teng grinned, showing a terrifying expression on her beautiful face.

"call."

The tiring training was finally over. Fuji and Feng took off their helmets in unison. They leaned on the explosion-proof shields erected on the ground and smiled at each other. The police cadets lying on the ground behind them made this originally beautiful picture a bit of gunpowder. Come.

"Shengzijiang showed that smile... I don't know who is going to be unlucky."

Even though he hung on the railing indecently, and his curly hair was wet with sweat, Yuan still smiled and greeted the passing girls.

"The exhausted Yuan-kun is also very handsome!"

"Liao Zan." Putting his fingers together in front of his forehead and making a handsome gesture, Yuan quietly wiped the sweat on the clothes on his arms, "In my opinion, you are the one who is always beautiful."

"Oh, I hate it," the girl blushed, "Gen-kun is even better at talking than Hagiwara-kun."

Hagiwara Kenji... Yuan Chengji sent off the girls who walked by, but he muttered in his heart, he seemed to be a boy in the same class as him, although he never paid attention to bad guys, but he seemed to be a very attractive type, And getting very close to a cute girl?That girl should be called Yamamura Kaede, and she was the one who ran with Sheng Zijiang just now.

It looks like a mountain gorilla with a good-looking appearance and a mountain gorilla inside. Tokyo is really amazing!

Afternoon is motorcycle skills training.

Facing the motorcycle with a strange gas pedal sound, Feng turned around, put his ears close to the seat, and almost bent his whole body on it, turning his body sideways into an exaggerated ninety degrees.

Yuan looked at the girl curiously. Her flexibility is really good, and her legs are also very long...

"When you see that she can do this, you should think that it hurts when she hits someone."

The fluffy words brought him back to reality in an instant.

"Haha Sheng Zijiang, I'm just wondering how she can check out the problem with the motorcycle like this? Does it just depend on listening."

Yuan stroked the back of his head.

Rattan puts the wheel chocks in place, tightens the hand mechanism, disconnects the battery, and begins the inspection as standard in the manual.

"I don't know what method Feng will use, but I know that if you don't start," she smiled at Yuan, "you will fail."

"——It's fine if you are at the end of the car in school, but don't embarrass me in Saitama Prefecture in Tokyo."

Yuan Leng saw the illusion of murderous intent from Teng's smile, no, this is not an illusion, but Teng's real thoughts!

"Well, there is something wrong with the fuel regulation of the carburetor."

After lying on the motorcycle and feeling it for a while, Feng stood up in satisfaction.

"I know what to do."

"Slow me a step, Feng."

Matsuda gave a thumbs up towards him with his oily hand, triumphantly.

"It's because you are too fast."

Hagiwara on the side is also working on repairs.

"I can't tell, Feng is also good at motorcycles."

"Hey," Feng sat cross-legged on the ground for repairs, "I used to admire Bai Moto very much, and I always wanted to join."

"Hey, I didn't expect Feng that your aspiration is the traffic department," Jiang Gu Ling looked sideways, "I thought you must be the kind of policeman who rushed to the front line to hunt down criminals."

"The traffic department is pretty good too," Hagiwara said with a smile, "My older sister is from the traffic department."

"No more," Feng repaired the motorcycle, stood up and stretched, and pressed his legs on the motorcycle, "That was in the past, now I..."

She put the side of her neck close to her calf, and suddenly stopped talking, instead, she grabbed her ankle with both hands, and slowly lifted her leg until it formed a straight vertical line.

"It's too heaven-defying to do this kind of action casually!"

Yuan in the distance opened his mouth wide, then closed it silently under Teng's gaze.

"...I'll see how to fix it here."

"Haha, it's much easier." After breaking both legs, Feng let out a foul breath, "Huh? What's the matter, why are you looking at me?"

"It's nothing, it's just the ligaments hurt." Matsuda had already repaired the car, and tried to move his shoulders, "By the way, don't you really practice juggling?"

Feng pointed the front of his motorcycle at Matsuda, put his hand on the gas pedal, "Say it again?"

"I said your legs are quite long, I didn't notice them before."

Matsuda quickly changed his mind.

"Cut." Feng let him go, "I'll go first—Son, are you okay? I'll take you to buy chow mein bread!"

"Okay." Abandoning Yuan, who hadn't repaired the car yet, Fuji and Feng walked towards the canteen arm in arm, "I just happened to be a little hungry."

"When did they have such a good relationship?" Matsuda complained while leaning on the motorcycle, "Is this the first day?"

"It's a good thing that Feng and the new classmate get along well." Itahang said.

"But," Hagiwara suddenly thought of something, "Jinpei, you and Feng, do you still owe me yakisoba bread?"

"Don't remember this kind of thing so clearly!"

"But as soon as Feng mentioned his future ambitions, he stopped talking." Jiang Guling was still staring at the back of the two of them leaving, "Is there something unspeakable?"

"It was the same during the meal before," Jing Guang also recalled, "She said she didn't want to join the mobile team, but the topic was changed later."

"Sure enough, let's search for class." Matsuda waved his hand, "With her strength, she won't be assigned to life department or something like that."

"Why..." Hagiwara thought, "Is there any reason for Maple to join the search section? Could it be that she... wants to catch a fugitive, for revenge?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes widened and his body trembled slightly.

"Jing Guang, what's wrong with you!" Jiang Gu Ling grabbed him, but Jing Guang staggered away.

"Sorry, Zero, I'm not feeling well," he smiled weakly, "Let's go first."

"Ah, okay." Let go in a daze, watching Jing Guang leave, Jiang Gu Ling's face also became serious.

"Is Zhu Fu all right?" Date Hang asked with concern.

"It should be nothing," Jiang Gu Ling straightened the crooked motorcycle, "but I'll go and have a look."

In the locker room before the judo class, Feng was alone again.

After searching for a while, she found that her belt was missing. She had no choice but to go to the dormitory to get a new one.

"Sorry instructor, I'm late."

After changing into the Taoist uniform and entering the training ground, Feng found that today's judo instructor is actually Onizuka, how lucky he is!

Sure enough, the instructor with the cat ear hairstyle just gave her a hard look and let her go.

This meeting happened to be free practice time, Feng scanned the crowd, who would be better to play today?

Then... "It's amazing!"

"It's just the first one!"

"Action is as standard as a textbook!"

There was a small commotion in the crowd, and Feng surrounded him curiously.

"what happened?"

However, she was too short among a group of boys, so she had no choice but to hold Hagiwara who was on the periphery for questioning.

"It's Fengsang." Hagiwara turned around and squeezed a way for Fengsang, "It's Fujisan who is practicing duel with others."

Along the way that Hagiwara helped squeeze out, Feng also managed to see what was going on inside.

Ah, it was Yamamoto who was beaten again.

Who told him that his strength is above average, but he always likes to be lazy, either picking weaker people to fight or being named by the instructor.

I want to come today because I saw a girl who took judo class, so I thought about picking a soft persimmon.

I don't even think about it, are girls who can take judo classes an ordinary person?

"Anyone else coming?"

Smiling, he took Yamamoto lightly, Fuji looked around, and a group of boys who were usually psychologically shadowed by Feng couldn't help but take a step back when they saw this familiar scene.

"Let me try it!" Feng volunteered, "It's the first time I've played against a girl in this training ground, so please be merciful."

"It's me," Fuji and Feng shook hands, "I didn't expect Feng to also take judo classes."

"I just couldn't find my belt, so I wasted some time."

"That's it, then I need to ask for more advice."

"Are you sure they have a good relationship?" Seeing the delicate atmosphere between the two girls, Hagiwara said to Matsuda.

"How do I know about this kind of thing?" Matsuda rubbed his arms, "Compared to this, I don't know who will win between the two?"

"Feng is a genuine Barou purple belt. There are not many people who can beat her." Jing Guang analyzed, "But judging from her height, Fujisang is even better."

In battle, body size is also very important-although there are not many people taller than her who were overthrown by Feng.

Matsuda shook his head, "I don't think so. Although Feng is not tall, she has excellent arm span and leg length, and she is not inferior to people who are taller than her."

As a boxer, it is a basic skill to pay attention to the opponent's arm span—that is, the effective strike range.

"I vote for Feng," Jiang Gu Ling also participated in the discussion, "As far as I know, Feng has to practice Jiu-Jitsu for at least two hours every night, and he never relaxes."

"Then I'll suppress Shengzijiang," Yuan's voice suddenly sounded, "I'm not bragging, as far as our Shengzijiang is concerned, at least three well-trained and well-equipped men are needed to subdue her." OK."

"It's hard to say whether the three men can subdue Feng... No, where are you from?!"

Matsuda followed the words and finished speaking, only to realize something was wrong.

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