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As Xu Changqing changed the subject, Zheng Chagu's attention soon gathered in the game, and his excited pink fists clenched.

At this time, the sprint stage is about to enter. The contestants will bypass the small square in front of Songyue Tower and run about three miles to the front avenue. Then they will turn directly to enter the final sprint.

The entire Songyue Tower, including many people watching the fun outside, were almost infuriated, and all kinds of cheers were heard, making it even more lively than the New Year.

"Brother, come on, come on! Cha Gu will always support you, you will always be the best..."

First, the second group had moved below Xu Changqing and the others, and Zheng Chagu couldn't help but scream, his pretty face full of excitement.

Zheng Sen did not disappoint her, and was always at the forefront of the second group.

First and second groups are also rapidly narrowing. It was originally about twenty or thirty steps away, but now there are only ten steps.

It seems that everyone has already started preparing to sprint.

Looking at the cheering figure of Zheng Chagu and feeling the cheers around him like mountains and seas, Xu Changqing was also a little indescribable.

Everything is under control.

But Xu Changqing was about to light a bag of cigarettes, but something happened suddenly in the team below!

I don’t know if the shouts from the boys on the rooftop stimulated their people on the field. More than a dozen people directly broke the rhythm and quickly surpassed the second group, directly broke into the first group with only twenty or thirty people, and then quickly surpassed the first group, obviously, to sprint in advance.

This immediately made the onlookers even more excited.

Especially the masters of these more than a dozen people were almost bursting with excitement.

At the same time, it directly disrupted the rhythm of the first and second group owners.

"Damn it, are these miscellaneous people crazy?"

In this state, even the Model Army was led by a little disorder, and many people were scolding, but they were quickly reminded by Shangguan around them to keep pace and not be affected by these people.

The restlessness of the model army's personal soldiers was quickly controlled, and everyone returned to their normal rhythm.

But Zheng Sen and the others seemed to have no experience!

Zheng Sen was anxious when he saw someone rushing ahead. He had no time to take care of the remaining physical strength and quickly rushed to the first sequence, and was never willing to fall behind.

Zheng Chagu was cheering and jumping happily: "Brother, you are so great, haha, I love you so much..."

While cheering, he couldn't stop showing off to Xu Changqing: "My Brother Xu, you seem to be losing. But don't worry, my sister will definitely be very gentle to you!"

Although Xu Changqing pretended to be embarrassed on his face, he wanted to smile in his heart.

These young men don’t even have to compete in the sprint spear for this trick. They will lose by just running with a load.

Friends who have experience in long-distance running will definitely understand that rhythm is an extremely important thing during long-distance running.

For people with a similar level, whoever has a better pace will be able to win more calmly.

Even though the "running king" in Ethiopia has already won countless victories in his life, he has changed his destiny through long-distance running and is far superior to ordinary people, he never makes a first-hand move in the competition, but has been tempted and only fought for the final sprint.

But at this time, it would be five or six miles before the end of the game, about three thousand meters. It was too early to sprint now.

This will directly destroy their rhythm!

Soon, in addition to the Model Army, the Han elites, including the Japanese elites, all began to sprint, and suddenly opened up a lot of gap with the Model Army.

The cheers around him became increasingly surging, just like a tide.

Who would have thought that they seemed... could defeat the legendary model army. This is enough to brag about the cowhide for a lifetime.

"Haha, there are rewards, and I have rewards. I have rewards. You guys, you guys, didn't embarrass me..."

"Da Yaowu, good, I'll remember this master for you, hahaha..." Sweat was spilling, hormones were flying!

Passion suppressed most of the chills between heaven and earth like flames, and countless people were venting and celebrating in their own ways.

But many model army officers watching the battle around, including the chefs in the firefight, were still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, without any hesitation.

"Uncle, why are you not in a hurry? Our Model Army asked someone to pull him off. This is not only the face of our Model Army, but also the face of our Grandmaster is about to be lost..."

A few big pots were beside him, a model army little Huo Bing, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, was clamoring to the chef Huo Bing, who had a fat belly and a whiter and richer appearance next to him, almost making his butt smoked.

The middle-aged chef was calm and calm. He took a big spoon and flipped through the five or six big pots around him one by one. He was so calm that he said: "Xiaoqi, you monkey, you are anxious? Are you anxious? Look at your monkey-like appearance, and you have garlic in your butt? Give me some peace! When did I, the Model Army, have ever been afraid of who! Watch me patiently!"

"this……"

Xiaoqi almost vomited blood.

Was his uncle kicked the donkey in the head?

Is this so angry that I am not in a hurry?

However, he looked at the main commanders of the Model Army's personal soldiers not far away. They were indeed calm and did not panic at all, and even were sucking in vain.

"What's going on..."

Xiaoqi was simply puzzled.

Could it be that even the handsome man doesn’t want this face?

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as he was irritated like a claw, a crisp bird gun crow suddenly sounded not far away. Xiaoqi hurriedly looked over and saw that Zhang Taiping, the newly famous general, was holding a big horn and shouting calmly and forcefully: "There are still two and a half miles!"

"boom!"

It was almost like igniting the lead of the explosive pack and opening the Pandora's box!

I saw that the personal soldiers of the model army who had been slow and steady in the Second Group were like tigers coming out of the gate and finally received the order from Shangguan, like a bright red torrent, rushing forward.

"Young people, kill their morale for me!"

"Haha, don't worry, Zhang Tou, just take a look!"

"Brothers, hurry up, stop keeping your energy, rush..."

"Haha, who can win me the first place this time? The general manager will reward you with another hundred taels of cash!

In an instant, both the officers in the team and outside began to become really excited.

The red torrent became more and more excited, and it was like a destruction of Gula. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, surpassing the first group in front extremely quickly, and quickly leaving them far behind.

"This, they, why do they still have so much strength?"

Zheng Sen's legs were already filled with lead at this time, but he was just trying hard to hold on with a mouthful of faith. He didn't want to admit defeat, and his eyelids were almost unable to open.

But how could I have thought that at this time, the Model Army and other people still had such confidence...

The other Han elites were also stupid.

The Model Army’s uncles, are they still humans? They have reached their limits and thought they were enough to pull away the Model Army’s uncles, but who would have thought they didn’t pull away at all.

The dozens of elites among the Japanese soldiers were extremely desperate. Could it be that the legendary model army has been giving them waters, just to make their face look better?

In almost the blink of an eye, the 200 personal soldiers of the Model Army, without exception, quickly surpassed all outsiders!

That sharpness and tide-like domineering aura are really refreshing and invincible!

They used their actions directly to make all the outsiders around them shut up...

"This, this, how is this possible? This, this cannot be done. How did they do it? Xu Changqing, you are playing tricks on me?"

Seeing that the last personal soldier of the Model Army had pulled away the elites behind him for more than fifty steps, Zheng Chagu was furious. While attacking Xu Changqing, he also subconsciously covered her delicate buttocks.

Could it be that she will be given to Xu Changqing today...

Xu Changqing felt refreshed at this time, and no pore was uncomfortable. He said slowly and orderly: "Sister, is this competition fair or not? Everyone is watching. Brother, I have been with you all the time, and I have a clear conscience."

"This, I, you..."

Zheng Chagu was about to collapse, holding her head with both hands, and her face was fading.

I had known that the Model Army was very strong, but I never thought that the Model Army was so strong that it was so strong. None of the 200 people had a shortcoming...

Could it be that she really wants to become a toy for this bastard Xu Changqing...

But for a moment, Zheng Chagu suddenly became clever, as if he had grabbed the last life-saving straw, and shouted anxiously: "Brother, come on, come on! Go up, go up! You will never lose! My sister's life is all in your hands..."

Xu Changqing soon noticed Zheng Sen wearing white underwear. Zheng Sen was tightly behind his personal soldiers and was chasing him desperately. To some extent, there was still a certain possibility of catching up.

But after watching for a while, Xu Changqing's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Zheng Sen's actions at this time were like being slowed down by the Phantom Assassin in Dota, and it was already so stiff that it was not as stiff.

Even though his mind is still strong, his physical fitness is a little worse than the tall elites from the north around him.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for him to save even within 250.

Zheng Chagu, this little girl, had no room for a turnaround, and she was completely caught up in Xu Changqing's applause!

...

Things were as Xu Changqing expected. As the personal soldiers of the Model Army rushed through the finish line one after another, Zheng Sen became more and more anxious, but also became more and more tired. In the end, he only obtained more than 260 people and sat on the ground in a very depressed manner.

But that's not the end!
To be continued...