What does this mean?

How it feels weird, like have hidden meaning.

He turned his head and glanced, but no longer knew who said it, he had to ask: “Who said that? What do you mean?”

Everyone shook their heads. I don’t know, indeed, with so many people standing there, the one who shouted casually, I don’t know who called it.

However, Zhang Feng became more and more confused. He turned around and stood up abruptly, looking at everyone with a puzzled look: “Why did Yuyao and Jing Shu leave just now? Also, what are you laughing about? “

Everyone kept silent, looked at each other a few times, and gave out the kind of smile that a man understands.

Zhang Feng seemed to understand something with this smile, but he didn’t seem to understand.

Why are these guys’ smiles so wretched?

And when you do push-ups by yourself?

He raised his head and recalled the scene of doing push-ups just now.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and looked at everyone in amazement: “You guys, it’s no wonder that Lao Tzu’s eyes are so strange, I thought about that.”

Everyone tacitly knew, still making a weird smile.

This annoyed Zhang Feng. He stared at everyone with a fierce look: “One hundred push-ups per person, speed.”

The bodyguards were a little confused. Lord was not just now. Is it all right? How do you change your face when you change your face? Still let yourself do push-ups? It’s not that this push-up is not good, it’s just that I have never done it before, and this posture doesn’t seem to be very elegant, right?

They were hesitating whether or not to do push-ups. At this time, Zhang Feng’s voice sounded again: “I can’t hear you? Speed, one hundred per person.”

This Everyone dare not hesitate, because they found that Lord was really angry, and they were still very angry. They had to lie down on the ground and learn the way Zhang Feng was just now. Although they were a little uncomfortable at the beginning, After doing one or two, it feels very comfortable, as if the meridian of the whole body has been broken through.

He Quan looked at Zhang Feng with excitement, said with a smile: “Lord, you are good at push-ups.”

“Fuck, you still Have a face to smile?”

Zhang Feng turned his head and stared at He Quan, his eyes almost burst into flames: “You bastard make two hundred, you are not allowed to eat until you finish it.”

After finishing speaking, he seemed puzzled. He turned his head and stared at Song Tie: “And you bastard, did you just watch Lao Tzu’s joke just now?”

Song Tie was stunned and straight. Ready to explain that he didn’t say anything, Na Cheng thought of Zhang Feng’s thunder-like voice again: “You also make two hundred. You can’t finish eating.”

In an instant, Song Tie Feeling that his life had fallen into a gloomy stage, he turned his head and stared at He Quan. Without this youngster, maybe he wouldn’t be involved.

He Quan felt the scorching gaze, and turned his head to look over. He could feel the anger of the other party, but he was also a victim, and he was very wronged, so he had to give Song Tie one. With comforting eyes, regardless of whether the other party accepts it or not, he starts push-ups with a bitter expression.

And Zhang Feng, behind his hands, glanced at everyone with an annoyed look: “You guys dare to make fun of Lao Tzu? It seems that there is still too little training for you. Tomorrow Chang’an City will be running at an extra three. Circle.”

As soon as I heard this, everyone’s legs trembled a little, so let’s add three more laps? That’s eight laps. Isn’t it tired and paralyzed?

Song Tie looked at Zhang Feng pleadingly: “Lord, you can’t run eight laps when you get up at Mao’s time. It takes a lot?”

“Just talk. Don’t stop doing push-ups.”

Zhang Feng glared at Song Tie, his head raised, as if thinking about something, after a while, he showed a smile of harboring malicious intentions: “What you said was right. When I got up at Mao, I couldn’t run eight laps…”

Song Tie was overjoyed when he heard this, and there was a secretly thought.

Everyone also looked at Zhang Feng with joy, asking whether this is to reduce the number of runs?

At the time of their reverie, Zhang Feng complexion changed, and a thunder-like voice sounded again: “If you can’t get up at Mao, you can get up at the same time. Anyway, you can’t miss eight laps…”

While speaking, he turned his head and looked towards He Quan and Song Tie, showing a smile of harboring malicious intentions: “He Quan, Song Tie, you two will supervise, if one less lap, you two will each run ten laps “

He Quan, Song Tie and Song Tie were stunned. Although they enjoyed the leader’s treatment, they didn’t expect the punishment to be so severe. When I was in the barracks, it seemed that the treatment was more serious than this, Lord, this was pretty good.

After thinking about it, the two of them only have brace oneself replied: “Yes, Lord.”

Zhang Feng nodded, turned around and glanced at the crowd, with a serious expression: “Don’t think I ask you to train this is bully the weak, I am for your own good, and also for my own good. You have been lazy a lot since you retired from the military camp. This training is to let you pick up your old pride again. Also, during the time I go to Jiangnan in the future, I need you…”


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