Dellas looked at the old monk and the little monk who were getting closer and closer, and muttered, "Mysterious Oriental, he can still run so much at such an old age...... What the hell!"

As a result, Delas also began to accelerate, these three marathon powerhouses have won the top three in various competitions in country Y almost every year, and if they are surpassed by an old man and a child this time, they really can't afford to lose this person.

At the same time, the people who ran like crazy, no one noticed, and when everyone ran out of the city, there was one person who had just set off not long ago.

"Come on, come on, Ace, come on, you can! Didn't you say you were going to take first place? You can! The doctor said that as long as you are willing to run, if you are willing to go, there will be a miracle! Come on, come on, young man!" a white-skinned man clapped his hands at a young boy and encouraged him.

The little boy didn't seem to have one of his feet flexible, and there were some auxiliary metal braces strapped to it, which made him run very slowly.

But the little boy gritted his teeth and ran hard......

The people who were just watching the excitement around saw this scene and shouted, "Come on!

"You can, kid, come on!"

"Come on!"

"You are our pride, come on!"

The child smiled shyly when he heard everyone's shouts, and limped forward with the man.

At this time, a white-haired old man from country Y rushed into the track, came to the boy's side, and said, "Little guy, you can't outrun me, old guy, right?" Come on, let's see, who is more powerful between you and me!"

When the little boy heard this, he mustered up the courage to exclaim, "I must be more powerful!"

"Oh, yes, and how good are you?" asked the old man with a smile.

The little boy Ace shouted, "I'll get the first place!"

When the old man heard this, he laughed even more happily, and then shouted to the people around him, "All right, lazy people, aren't you as brave as a child? Come, throw down your beers, throw down your damned umbrellas, come down, run with us, get moving, let's be healthier, be happier!"

"You old fellow, it's a waste of your eloquence not to speak. Okay, I'll join!" a fat man with a black complexion of two hundred pounds threw away the Coke in his hand and came in.

"I'll try it too. An elderly woman joined in.

"Count me in. A pale Asian girl joined in.

"I'm here too!" a haughty queen-like Asian woman took off her high heels and walked over, only to pass by a security guard, looked down at the other's feet, and asked, "What are your feet?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, and he was asked this kind of question so closely by a beautiful woman and a woman with a hot body, and he said a little embarrassed: "I know that my feet are a little small and not proportional to my body, but ...... I swear, the rest of my place is great!"

"Really? ...... How about I trade my shoes with you?" asked the beauty.

The man was stunned for a moment, then happily took off his shoes and said, "Of course you can!"

The beauty took the shoes, and she didn't dislike them, so she put them on her feet and tried them on: "It's not bad, thank you......"

After speaking, the beauty followed the young Ace to run a marathon.

Not far away, a man with a camera chased after him and shouted, "Jing Yan! My Miss Jing, slow down, I'm carrying a camera! Also, we're on vacation now...... Take a vacation, you know?"

"Lao Miao, you have to exercise well, hurry up! We are reporters, there is no holiday!" Jing Yan waved her arms and shouted happily.

Lao Miao looked helpless, so he could only trot all the way to catch up, but fortunately, Ace ran very slowly, so he quickly caught up.

Fang Zheng didn't know that on this runway, two acquaintances were also involved, and there was a child who ran along with a dream.

At this moment, Fang Zheng is slowly surpassing the three handsome guys in the first echelon in the desperate eyes of three pairs!

"Grandpa, give me a way to live. Dellas shouted.

Fang Zheng gave him the back of his head!

Joke, Fang Zheng is dying of hunger now that he is poor, his goal is to make money! Make money!

Although the original plan was to take the second place, he didn't know where to be second, so Fang Zheng decided to run to the finish line to take a look, determined his position, and the money was secure, and then talked about the question of whether to let it go.

Seeing this, Bigg and Sambik roared loudly and accelerated with all their strength.

At this moment, the three of them are no longer jogging marathons, they are completely stimulated by this big and small monks, and they are about to go crazy!

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could still only see the backs of the two monks, one big and one small, gradually moving away!

"Is this still human......" Bigg cried with a cry.

"After today, I'm embarrassed to tell people that I participated in this marathon......

"Me too......" Dirks said bitterly.

As for the 2nd and 3rd Composite Brigades, which were thrown farther away, they couldn't run for a long time and fell behind...... Along the way, the sound of scolding the bald donkey came and went......

However, Fang Zheng didn't know this, at this moment, the red boy asked with a tangled face: "Master, let's run too fast, if we break any records, will we also be focused on?"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, this is indeed a problem!

So Fang Zheng said: "That...... Let's run slowly? Just stay first? As long as the people behind us follow, it means that we are not running the wrong way. ”

Red Boy nodded, "Well, I think that's better." ”

So the two of them began to keep a certain distance from the people behind them, slowly slowing down, the people behind accelerated, they accelerated, and the people behind slowed down, they slowed down......

And the Sambik in the back exclaimed excitedly: "They can't run anymore! It's not as fast as before! Haha...... We still have hope!"

Bigg also shouted excitedly: "That's right, they are exhausted after all, we hold on, stabilize the speed, maintain the physical strength, the victory belongs to us!"

Dirks shouted, "We have to prove that we are the king of the marathon......!"

"Hold on to his stamina, follow him, force him to waste his stamina!, let's reserve his stamina, and sprint at the end!" Bigg whispered.

The three of them nodded in tacit understanding, and their eyes stared at the back of the old monk's head, as if it was a lighthouse on the sea......

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