Owens' face was gloomy, and he slowly rubbed his wrists and moved his arms. Suddenly he drew his gun and pointed it at Fang Han. Just as he was about to speak, his hands were empty and the gun had fallen into Fang Han's hand.

Owens was tense all over and stared at his pistol.

Fang Han shook his head and threw the gun at him: "You have a gun or not."

Owens took the pistol and pointed it at Fang Han again, sneering: "No matter how good the kung fu is, can he block the gun?"

Fang Han smiled: "Do you dare to shoot?"

Owens stared at him coldly, tilted the gun to the side, pulled the trigger, and couldn't pull the fingers, his face suddenly changed.

Fang Han shook his head and said, "Kung Fu is difficult to learn guns. Do you think there will be an advantage after practicing kung Fu and practicing guns? Owens?"

"Kung Fu..." Owens checked the pistol, and the trigger had been deformed.

His handsome face was gloomy and concealed his surprise. Fang Han's power was so amazing. He was really superhuman. He didn't believe it before, but now he must be careful and always underestimated him!

Fang Han ignored him and said to Bogner: "It's nothing, I'll leave first."

Bogner said: "Then you train them well."

"Of course." Fang Han waved his hand and glanced at Owens leaving the office.

Owens stared at Fang Han until he left.

Bogner looked at him with a smile: "Owens, it's ridiculous that you still want to deal with Fang Han!"

Owens sneered: "He is a Chinese. You actually recruited him into the CIA. You are so confused. What should you do if the two countries go to war in the future?"

Bogner glanced at him sideways: "I have been trying to get him to become a American citizen. You idiot, better not to ruin my business!"

"Let him become a American citizen?" Owens put away his gun and sneered: "He is an American citizen who becomes a American citizen? What if he rebels in the future?"

"You are dark enough." Bogner sneered: "It is precisely because of absorbing the elites of the world that the United States has become powerful, and they all have to be like you. It's over long ago!"

"A person like him must be guarded!" Owens said coldly.

"I can't tell you a fool." Bogner pointed at the door: "Get out!"

Owens walked up to Bogner and stared at him.

Bogner looked at him coldly without fear.

"Bang!" Owens suddenly punched Bogner in the nose, and blood splashed.

Bogner shook and his fist hit Owens' nose accurately. Owens also had bleeding from his nose, and he almost fell down after shaking it.

Bogner made him dizzy with his fist.

Owens shook his head hard and said angrily: "You are the idiot!"

He twisted his nose hard and threw the blood onto the carpet. He turned around and opened the door and went out.

Bogner blocked his nostrils with paper and watched Owens leave helplessly, not wanting to make a fool of himself with this lunatic again. If he really fights, it will definitely be a joke for CIA.

———

The next morning, Fang Han came to Clara's house, where Clara was practicing. He sat on the sofa to read books. Clara bought more than a dozen new books, all of which he was interested in.

The bright sunshine shone in from the window, the flowers swaying outside the window, the green branches rustling, and the soft music floated in the house.

Clara practiced her skills. She went to the bedroom on the second floor, took off her shirt and exposed her snow-white upper body, and quickly lay on the bed, quietly.

Her figure is becoming more and more attractive, and her curves are becoming more and more thrilling.

Fang Han took out the golden needle and stabbed it in. He put his hands on her shoulder and slowly injected internal force. The golden needle swayed gently like a wave.

"I heard you beat Owens?" Clara said casually.

Fang Han smiled: "Who said that?"

Clara said: "Everyone saw it. You came out of Denak's office yesterday. Owens came out with nosebleeds. Owens is a battlefield hero and has good skills. How can ordinary people make him bleed?"

"It's really not what I did." Fang Han shook his head helplessly: "If I do it, he won't bleed."

"Oh, that's Bogner." Clara said.

Fang Han said: "It must be him."

Clara said, "Don't be as knowledgeable as Owens. He just came, he was eager to make contributions and had no sense of doing things."

"I understand." Fang Han nodded: "Don't go out today, or go to my manor."

Clara said, "Why?"

"You're in danger these two days."

"Meyes won't come to deal with me, right?"

"That may not be."

"I'm sorry he doesn't have the courage!" Clara snorted: "He has been quite honest these two days and has been staying in the hotel and hasn't come out."

"Really follow closely?"

"No problem!" Clara said: "There are eavesdropping in the hotel and infrared monitoring, and he is in control of every move."

Fang Han said: "Anyway, she is in danger and wants to stay by my side."

"I still have to go to work."

"Just take a leave, just say you're feeling uncomfortable."

"...Okay." Clara agreed helplessly.

It is easy for her to take leave now. Everyone knows that she is weak after being injured and will get sick at any time. And she believes in Fang Han's intuition.

"Let me go to the manor, have you been trying to see how to train them?"

"Of course it's good."

Fang Han injected internal force while chatting with her. Clara bit her lip and forced herself to stop "shenyin" and said. When the plan was to pull out the golden needle, she couldn't help it and gently "shenyin".

Fang Han listened without hearing, and his strong determination restrained the temptation, and his movements were calm and calm.

After he finished massage and rubbing Clara's back, Clara slowly put on her clothes to cover up her snow-white body.

The community became lively. Those who went to work, those who sent their children to school, and those who went out to run and exercise. Clara took Fang Han's arm and went out.

Fang Han's car was parked on the side of the road and was about to approach, Fang Han suddenly stopped, and Clara stopped: "What's wrong?"

Fang Han frowned and stared at the car, shaking his head: "There is something wrong with the car."

"Have you done something wrong?"

"Um."

"...Then drive my car!" Clara said.

Fang Han took Clara to the garage as if nothing had happened. Clara opened the garage. Fang Han waved his hand, and Clara stopped and didn't go in: "There is a problem with this car?"

Fang Han nodded.

Clara said, "What should I do?"

"Go back to the house and let the bomb dismantle come."

Clara said angrily: "It's crazy enough!"

If it weren't for Fang Han, she wouldn't have thought that there was something wrong with the car in the garage.

"What's wrong with you? Are you scared?" She saw Fang Han's face gloomy and seemed very nervous, and couldn't help but smile: "Isn't it just a tampering in the car!"

Fang Han shook his head: "I smell a bad smell!"

Clara asked curiously: "What does it taste?"

Fang Han said: "Justice and order!"

Clara's face changed slightly: "It's not them, are they?"

Fang Han looked at her and sighed.

Clara also had a headache for these guys who were not afraid of death. She was very scary and could not be guarded: "Why did they find me?"

"Who told you to be CIA!" Fang Han said angrily.

The two came out of the garage, and a woman pushing a stroller came over. She was a young woman with an ordinary appearance, wearing headphones and listening to music. She looked leisurely.

Fang Han suddenly rushed forward and kicked the stroller away, which scared Clara.

The young woman looked at Fang Han blankly, "Boom..." An explosion came from a distance. Fang Han's car shook for a moment, wanted to jump up but failed, and fell back to the original place.

Clara reacted and rushed forward to push the young woman to the ground, untied her head rope and tied the young woman's wrist before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Han nodded: "Good reaction!"

Clara turned her head to look at Fang Han's car: "Fortunately it's bulletproof!"

Fang Han has learned his lesson and the car is bulletproof. The explosion this time is not powerful and cannot shake the car. But if it explodes around him, Clara will not survive.

She glared at the young woman with a grudge. The young woman didn't move, her face was very quiet when she pressed against the ground. Clara felt furious and looked at Fang Han.

Fang Han sighed: "Call Bogner!"
To be continued...