After being silent for a while, he said, "Are there any conditions?"

This kind of good deeds will not be given for no reason. It must be conditional. The so-called free is the most expensive.

"Yes!" Zhang Feng replied: "The condition is that I marry his daughter!"

The old beggar is silent again, this matter needs to be considered.

Finally the old beggar said: "You decide this for yourself, but I heard that his daughter seems to be Sharapova, she looks pretty good, and she has enough dowries!"

Let Zhang Feng decide for himself? Really nonsense, since Zhang Feng decides for himself why he should say the latter? What is called Sharapova, can he not know what it is?

Zhang Feng said: "It's pretty, old guy, you can tell me, if I can, I will bring it back, if not, I won't mess with her!"

"Your father should have been asked about important matters in your life!" said the old beggar.

His words are very meaningful, ask Zhang Dashan? Thinking of his father, Zhang Feng felt warm in his heart. He hadn't felt this way before. Now he has it. Is he getting older? In other words, as a father, Zhang Feng can understand how it feels to be a father.

"That's OK, I'll take her back and give you a hand when that happens!" Zhang Feng said.

The old beggar said, "This is good news, boy, it's cheaper for you!"

"Old guy, what are you talking about, I'm betraying my hue, and I speak so nicely!"

Zhang Feng hung up when he spoke. He walked in the training camp, thinking about what the old beggar said, the Halberd of the God of War is a big industry, not only on the surface, not only enjoying a high international reputation, but also The huge invisible industry left by Pukan is amazing, such as the channel of arms!

To put it a bit further, in the future, there will be no need to worry about no weapons when playing big scenes. Zhang Feng can place his own people in for training and then expand the enrollment.

Of course, the quality of its fighters can only increase after enrollment expansion, but not decrease.

"Instructor!" A student saluted Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng returned a salute.

In the training camp, Zhang Feng's prestige is still very high, except for Pukan, he is the highest.

Everyone here is a good seed. Think about Pukan's right to prevent the students from appearing and suppress bandits. This step looks good on the surface, but in fact it is an abyss for the training camp.

Pukan knows this well.

Sharapova is here in the evening, what are you doing here? There is only one purpose. In fact, there are two explanations in Sharapova. One is to treat Zhang Feng; the other is to recommend a pillow!

"Miss Sharapova, it's so late, is there anything else?" Zhang Feng asked knowingly.

She is leaving tomorrow. She must do something tonight, otherwise Sharapova will regret it.

Sharapova holds two bottles in her hand and a big white towel.

There is something transparent in the bottle, probably water.

But what else would she do with water at night?

"Feng, I'll treat you. Although the effect may not be great once, I have to try it. I will take time to find you in Huaxia and treat you specifically!" Sharapova said firmly.

"This... Sharapova, it's actually unnecessary!"

In Zhang Feng's subconscious mind, he still rejected Sharapova and don't mess with her.

"It must be, otherwise your body won't heal, you must be treated if you are sick, and you must be responsible to yourself!" Sharapova said firmly.

Zhang Feng: "Thank you for your concern. I will go to the hospital for an examination after returning to China. There is a special doctor!"

"Don't you believe me? I have learned a lot in the past few months. I often go to the infirmary to help and perform operations on the students, and they all succeeded."

Sharapova said sincerely.

"No, it's not that I don't believe you, but it's inconvenient!" Zhang Feng pointed out.

Sharapova came through and said: "What's the matter, you have seen my body and touched it, and I have also seen your body, there is no inconvenience!"

In this case, I am afraid only Sharapova can tell it. It's too violent.

"Uh, Sharapova, this..." Zhang Feng didn't know what to say.

When Sharapova came up, she took Zhang Feng's hand to the iron bed and pressed Zhang Feng to lie down.

"This and that, harp, Zhang, you just lie here and don't move!" Sharapova said aggressively, "Look at me, I'm very professional!"

Zhang Feng is helpless, what else? I can only endure with pain with my eyes closed.

If this matter is for other men, it must be so cool. Sharapova is one of the most beautiful women in the world. She is among the best. Zhang Feng thinks so anyway.

Such a woman is making a great sword for him, can it be a genius to blame.

But he has to endure, endure!

It's really a test.

Even more terrible is that Sharapova is naked!

Fortunately, Zhang Feng's skill is deep enough, otherwise the blood will not run smoothly, the nose will bleed, and the heart will beat faster and faster, which will cause problems.

After a while, Zhang Feng refused to admit that Sharapova was really professional. It was not easy to learn in such a short time. Does she have such a convenient talent?

Anyway, it is the first time that Zhang Feng has experienced this way, thinking that Yun Qian will also learn when that time comes.

Oh, no, Yun Qian wouldn't learn this, neither would Chen Wanru, nor Zhuo Chaoyun, the only possibility was Alice.

It is a pity that she is in Roman City now.

"How is it?" Sharapova asked softly.

She has asked this question many times, and she cares about Zhang Feng's feelings, whether he feels anything, or whether it feels good or not.

"Well, very good!" Zhang Feng responded.

This gave Sharapova a lot of confidence. Although she didn't see any response from Zhang Feng, this was only the first time and she was not in a hurry.

In Sharapova's plan, it takes a long time.

The two bottles that Sharapova brought just now contained oils, very good quality oils, which looked like A San’s, and there was a plate of aromatherapy.

Very pleasant.

Before he knew it, Zhang Feng fell asleep, but he went to heaven.

What's the matter? If you sleep, how can you bear it? There is a reaction.

Go to heaven in the hands of Sharapova.

This made Sharapova incredibly happy. The first time it had such a good effect, he didn't respond until he fell asleep, and that was his psychological problem.

Sharapova found the source of the problem.

The aromatherapy has the effect of drunkenness, and it was also obtained from Asan. They are all authentic and top-notch. Sharapova is not short of money.

The effect is really good.

Sharapova went out two or three hours later, her hands were sore and she pressed his whole body.

Sharapova likes Zhang Feng's figure very much, not because of his muscles, but because of the scars on his body! Very strange scar!

Very sexy!