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Chapter 90 Wang Ye's Scream (Please Order, Please Support)
Host: Wang Ye.

Strength: 1.05.

Speed: 1.

Stamina: 1.3.

Eyesight: 0.9.

Memory: 1.5.

Response: 1.3.

Storage space: one cubic meter.

技能：叠军被LV3（满级），轻装三公里越野Lv3(2/40），俯卧撑Lv3（3/40），停止间转法Lv3（满级)，军姿Lv3（32/40），400米Lv1（8/10），百米冲刺Lv1（5/10)，引体向上LV2（4/20)，条令条例Lv3（满级)，正步Lv2（13/20），齐步Lv2（18/20），蛙跳Lv1（5/10），军体拳lv1（1/10）。

Skill Points: 5.

Another week is coming to an end, and Wang Ye's personal attributes have changed again. So far, the Strength attribute, which was originally a drag, has also been increased by [-] because of the upgrade of pull-ups and push-ups.

All of Wang Ye's basic attributes are slightly worse than his eyesight, and the rest are beyond the normal level of ordinary people.

It took half a month to reach this level, and Wang Ye was quite satisfied.

The only regret is that at this stage, I still only train the queue every day, do simple physical training, and don't do any other projects.

Even military body boxing was just taught.

"Come on, stand here!"

After Wang Ye punched once, Ye Sanshi said that his movements were not in place, and then led Wang Ye and others to the parallel bars on the side of the training ground.

Right now Ye Sanshi asked Wang Ye to stand between the two iron pillars at one end of the parallel bars, and then Ye Sanshi smiled and took out two packing belts from his pocket.

"Uh no, monitor, what are you going to do!"

Wang Ye felt something was wrong, watching Ye Sanshi's actions, he had an ominous premonition.
"Stand still, don't move!"

A smile bloomed on Ye Sanshi's dark face: "Your military boxing moves are not in place, I will help you!"

While speaking, he took Wang Ye's left hand, and actually wanted to tie his left hand to the pole.

"Ah?" Wang Ye was puzzled, and then struggled hard, not wanting to be tied up.

Wang Ye didn't want this unexplained help.

It's just that it's obviously not a question whether Wang Ye wants to or not.

"Wang Ye!" Ye Sanshi pulled his face suddenly, and called Wang Ye's name.

"To!"

For half a month, Wang Ye immediately responded to the conditioned response he had been trained for.

"Don't move, give me your hand!"

Ye Sanshi ordered directly.

This made Wang Ye a little helpless.

"Squad leader, can you let me die to understand? Why do you want to tie me up?"

Not resisting anymore, Wang Ye asked him to tie him up, but Wang Ye didn't give up.

Ye Sanshi laughed in satisfaction: "I like that about you, your ability to execute."

After finishing speaking, he spoke again: "It's okay, just stretch your ligaments for you!"

"what!"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and his hands immediately began to struggle again.

Fuck, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

To pull the ligament, he wanted to try the splits by himself before, but when he went down to a certain level, the pain was unbearable.

Now I have to force myself to pull it away.

How painful that is!
Even though Wang Ye has high execution ability, he is a little panicked now.

But it was already too late, the arm of one hand was straightened, and Ye Sanshi quickly tied it to the iron pillar with a packing belt, although the other hand hadn't been tied yet.

But Ye Sanshi had already caught him.

"Don't move, this is a necessary process, how can the kick be straight without stretching the ligament?
How do you kick it high?
Whether it's military gymnastics or future tactical moves, you must pass this level! "

At this second, most of the Class [-] people who were watching the play with smiles on the sidelines, their smiles froze on the spot
"Ah, squad leader, we want it too!" Zhang Ping'an turned his head around, looking scared.

Of course, not everyone does.

Wan Baojiang and Liang Fan, as sports school students and special sports students, laughed immediately at this moment.

Pull the ligament!

What a horrible memory.

"Hey, that's good, monitor, I'll help you!" Liang Fan hurried to the other side to help grab Wang Ye's hand.

"Get out, Liang Fan, you owe it to me!" Wang Ye glared at him.

But it was useless. At this time, Liang Fan cheerfully pretended to be deaf, helped to pull Wang Ye's hands away from the other iron pillar of the parallel bars, and asked Ye Sanshi to tie them up with packing belts.

All of a sudden, Wang Ye stretched his hands straight, and his arms were tied to the double poles.

The whole person seemed to be about to be executed.

In fact, in Wang Ye's view, this is the punishment.

"Ah~ Pain. Pain. Stop. Whoops, what the fuck. Squad leader Ye Laohei!"

On the side of the training ground, Wang Ye's miserable howl sounded.

Hearing this cry, the recruits from other classes on the training ground couldn't help but look this way again.

Afterwards, some of them took pleasure in other people's misfortune, while others couldn't help swallowing, and looked at their monitor with dodge eyes.
"What are you looking at, it's just a ligament stretch, you have to do it these two days!"

The third class was relatively close to the parallel bars training ground. At this time, their class leader's words instantly made the recruits in their class paralyzed.

Naturally, when people in Class [-] heard what he said, they all looked sideways.

Some recruits from the two classes looked at each other.

Both of them could see the panic in each other's eyes.

After all, Wang Ye's cry at this time was too miserable.

This is the first time since Wang Ye joined the army that he screamed in such a miserable way.

Everything before, Wang Ye performed very well.

From the emergency assembly on the first day, to the internal affairs later, and then to the training, Wang Ye never complained, let alone yelled.

But now.
It hurts, it hurts too much.

His hands were tied, and he was being pushed by Liang Fan to prevent his body from deforming, not to mention bending over, and his feet were being pulled on one side.

Behind him, Ye Sanshi grinned even more, but his tone pretended to be serious and ordered Wang Ye to relax, and then pressed down on Wang Ye's shoulder hard.

do the splits.

Wang Ye has never played in two lifetimes, and now he succeeded under the pressure of several people.

My legs hurt from the knees to the tendons inside the thighs, and then to the crotch.

In one sentence, Wang Ye, who forcibly split his legs, felt as if he had given birth to a child at this time.
Although he has never experienced the pain of giving birth to a child.

But he felt that his current pain would definitely catch up.

"Okay, come on, change your position!" Behind him, Ye Sanshi said with a smile.

Immediately, Wang Ye suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened: "Ah! It's coming again. Slowly."

Wang Ye is really numb. He actually thinks his endurance is strong enough, but he still can't bear it.

This bloody way to open the ligament is too painful.

"Slow down, take advantage of the pain and numbness now, and get it right once!"

Ye Sanshi smiled and untied the packing belt that bound Wang Ye's hands.

At this time, he doesn't have to worry about Wang Ye running.

Because even if Wang Ye was asked to run, he couldn't run.

Pulling his legs, the current Wang Ye's legs are absolutely like noodles, and he can't exert any strength at all.

Ye Sanshi had a deep understanding of this point.

After all, that's how he came here back then.
Packing belt, this time tied Wang Ye's legs instead.

Keep your legs together, one at the calf and one at the thigh.

Then several people worked together, two of them were responsible for straightening Wang Ye's hands, and the other two helped hold down the bound feet.

And he bent Wang Ye's body towards the front and stretched his tied legs hard from behind, and pressed down.
"Ah~!"

Wang Ye's screams reappeared
　there is another chapter soon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)