The snow fell heavily, and the howling wind became stronger.

Because of the cold, the girls in the red mansion will no longer carry handkerchiefs and wave downwards, but these * practitioners have to squat and jump on the street frog walk.

A few of them even gritted their teeth, but they could not hold on to the end, and could only stumble and roll into the snow, but soon the men on duty in the company camp would come up and force the fallen man to jump again.

These men also had strong physiques, but after running seventeen miles with weights in the morning, they didn't even have enough to eat, so they were sent to the cold streets to walk frogs, unless the nerves were cast in iron, who could survive.

But there are still a few people holding on.

Duan Yuming and Chang Fei's physique is not stout, and they are relatively neat when they jump, and they rarely lead the front of the team; Iron Dog and Jin Wuzhu follow behind, with a difference of seven or eight jumps, that is, they fall in the snow, and there is also a resounding turmoil; and Da Gang is inevitably a little obese, and he is very young for these bouncing techniques, and he needs the guidance of Er Gang by his side, and he falls five or six steps; at the tail is he who is still carrying weight on his ankles, but he still has to pull a useless Sun Yongwen in his hand, and runs forward with difficulty.

The snow was falling, and there was a sudden slip under his feet, and even he couldn't control his body, and fell forward, so much inertia that even if the ground was covered with soft snow, he scratched his forehead.

He gasped violently, and a few flakes of snow quietly melted.

Then he struggled to get up in difficulty, continued to pull Sun Yongwen, who was almost dying, and jumped forward.

Of course, because of the heavy iron on the ankle band, no matter how hard he exerts his strength, he can't jump the highest, and the weight has been pulled down by his feet at a high speed, and it may take one or two hundred steps for others to jump here, and he will simply spend twice as much.

All these deputies saw it in their eyes, and their appreciation for him deepened.

In a way, the two are the same.

doesn't have a very good family background, and it's not too different from ordinary people's endowments, maybe it's a little shrewd in mind. The deputy chose a corner of safety, following a boss who was also reluctant to get involved in the storm, too many edges and corners were smoothed, too many wishes were discarded, and he was still gritting his teeth. didn't know how to advance or retreat, and didn't know how to make trade-offs, which couldn't help but make the deputy have a lot of envy.

So the deputy was reluctant to stop him, to stop him from running to where he wanted to go.

There's an opportunity to be on an equal footing with geniuses.

Meng Qingyi turned the tide in the seventh day of the competition, allowing a group of weak people to successfully stand at the end, the figure like smoke and the sword light like dead wood in spring made the deputy's ambition also disappear, so he had to be ashamed of himself. And the black-faced man, who has always been iron-faced like frost, has no idea of letting Meng Qingyi leave.

He wanted to chase after Meng Qingyi, although these words were not spoken, the deputy could sense them.

How the deputy wished he could do it.

But the deputy had to stop him from falling into the trap.

Things in this world often backfire like this, unless you are the one who is favored by heaven, you can reach out and touch the other side of your yearning.

The deputy is not a man of heaven, and neither is he.

So these two similar ordinary people will fight under the smoke of gunpowder.

What he did was to reach the corners of the geniuses.

The deputy's purpose is to stop him.

In heaven and on earth, there seems to be no simpler sorrow.