After spending half a night fighting the monsters with the little bird, I almost got a level up. As a result, the leader of the ghost suit woke up the next day. He didn't wake up because he had to urinate, or he woke up because he didn't eat anything, or he woke up naturally.

At that time, the white color of fish belly was just beginning to appear in the east. The leader counted on his fingers and realized that he had slept for at most three hours.

The leader thought that now he could really be regarded as getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the chickens.

This is the first time that Fang Zheng has suffered from insomnia in his more than 20 years of life, but his lack of experience does not prevent him from following the trend - now that he is awake, don't waste the good time in the morning and go for a run, boy!

The early mornings of late summer and early autumn are already a bit cool, and the streets are very quiet. There are no cars, only two or three pedestrians occasionally. The tall broad-leaved trees on both sides are lush, and the lush greenery seems to extend to the end of the world along the road. Fang Zheng

Standing on the roadside, taking a deep breath, I felt that all the bad things were absorbed and digested by this quiet morning, and the world was left with only large areas of clarity.

Unknowingly, Fang Zheng started running along the road.

It was not bad at first. I felt that all the cells in my body had been mobilized, just like in a sports drink advertisement, when a paper man instantly transformed into a three-dimensional one. It was called a person full of vitality.

Two minutes later, the medium-speed run turned into a medium-speed run.

Five minutes later, the mid-distance jog turned into a jog.

Ten minutes later, jogging turned into a jog.

Fifteen minutes later, he started walking.

A large amount of sweat flowed down his face, and most of it flowed into his neck, eventually staining a large water stain on the T-shirt on his chest. His heart was beating wildly in his body, as if he was about to burst into pieces in the next second.

Chu. Fang Zheng was breathing heavily as he walked, like a fish that had been thrown ashore. In the extreme lack of oxygen, he did not forget to encourage himself - even in this situation, he could still keep walking forward instead of stopping to sit down and rest.

, Fang Zheng, you are an absolute iron-blooded man!

After encouraging her, Fang Zheng laughed at herself again, and suddenly she didn't understand what she was doing. She was eight pounds tall when she was born, and she had never been separated from fat people in her growing up years, and her body of flesh had become her closest thing.

He had never even thought about what his comrade would look like if he lost weight, because he had already determined that the possibility was zero.

So he didn't know what this intense exercise was about. He just felt that he had to do something to vent the accumulated emotions in his heart. These emotions include grievances, unwillingness, depression, and...

…sad.

The sweat did not completely disappear in the end, because by the time Fang Zheng's breath stabilized, the sun was already high in the sky, and the summer heat wave came back again, making him almost unable to open his eyes. The food stalls on the roadside had been set up dotted,

The industrious stall owners were either frying fried dough sticks or spreading pancakes and fruits, and they were all thriving.

Unconsciously, he walked into a shed, and a middle-aged woman immediately came over to greet him and asked what he wanted to eat. Fang Zheng wanted to say four fried dough sticks and a bowl of tofu puffs. You see, he had actually thought about the quantity, but when he subconsciously finished taking a look at himself

Then he looked at the big oil pot with flowers rolling on it, and his appetite was suddenly blocked like never before.

When he struggled to walk out of the simple shed, Fang Zheng was almost drowning in his saliva, but he experienced a kind of joy in this staged victory in the battle, and took advantage of this feeling to buy three kilograms of food at the vegetable market.

Two pounds of cucumbers and tomatoes.

After arriving home, Fang Zheng ate two cucumbers and one tomato. Then she felt that her heart was not empty, her breath was short of breath, and she had enough water. She was completely back to the human world. After her ears and eyes became clear, the notification tone on her mobile phone became clearer. Fang Zheng was running.

I didn't bring my mobile phone with me, so I walked to the bed in confusion and picked up the mobile phone placed next to the pillow to check it.

The two missed calls were from Xu Di.

Two hours ago, Fang Zheng might have put the phone away without even thinking about it, but now he suddenly found that these insignificant emotions were compared with the physical suffering of not wanting to die and not being able to survive while running.

It wasn't worth mentioning at all, so I just called it back.

The ringing bell had just finished singing half a sentence when the other end picked up the song, but did not make a sound right away. Instead, it took a while before he asked uncertainly: "Kite?"

"Well, I just went out and didn't hear anything." Fang Zheng felt that she needed to find something to do, so she turned on the computer.

"Is that so?" Xu Di was not as natural as Fang Zheng. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he finally found his voice, "Actually, it's nothing. I just drank too much last night. Gouzi said I'm here with you."

I'm so drunk, I'm sorry."

"I'll go, have you been drunk and crazy with me once or twice?" Fang Zheng curled her lips, not wanting to see this insincere apology, "I know I'm sorry this time, but before, you didn't cheer me up."

Damage fee?”

The Microsoft icon disappeared, and the desktop with a Chinese background slowly appeared.

In Xu Di's silence, Fang Zheng held the phone between her neck and shoulders, double-clicked the game, entered her username and password, and logged in.

"Kite, you just think I fart when I said those words yesterday, okay?" Xu Di suddenly went straight to the topic.

Fang Zheng's hand holding the mouse paused for a long time before saying, "Okay. But you have to tell me why Hao Duanduan farts."

When it came to saying that there was no point in leaving half of this, Xu Di simply spread it out: "You're not that bastard like Gou Xiaonian. You have to quarrel with me. You said you can't talk nice when you quarrel, so I scolded him."

The guy selling JB, damn, he actually said that he was mentally retarded before he got together with me, and said that you are countless times better than me, and he regretted not being nice to you!"

"..."

"Kite?"

"Gou Xiaonian, I'll fuck your grandma!!!!"

Fang Zheng finally understood. Damn, he was not lying with a gun. He was clearly pulled over by Gou Xiaoniansheng to block the hole of the gun!!

Because of the same hatred, the two best friends got back together, and the phone calls became phone porridge, and the contempt and lashing of Gou Xiaonian became the slow fire for stewing porridge.

But sharing the same enemy is just universal glue, not a time machine. It can restore the original state, but it cannot eliminate the cracks, so this reconciliation is only general.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zheng felt a little complicated.

Feeling soreness in his neck and shoulders, he simply started to move his neck, left, right, forward, and back, until a certain bird popped up in the private chat——

[Private chat]Polly: Me?

Fang Zheng looked at the time, it was half past eight, which seemed unscientific.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Guess ^_^

[Private chat]Polly: Why are you up so early?

Who asked you to skip the guessing stage? Turn the table!!

[Private chat]Polly:?

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: run and exercise!

[Private chat] Polly: Oh, you need to lose weight. Do you think you are fat at the train station?

[Private Chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Do you have to use place names as pronouns...

[Private chat] Polly: What time did you get up?

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you’re a mother: Five o’clock.

After one minute of blank

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Little bird?

[Private chat] Polly: Are you already losing sleep? You could be even more worthless.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you’re a mother: It’s not just about the train station.

[Private chat] Polly: Are there any others?

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you’re a mother: Alas, I’m just unlucky anyway.

[Private chat] Polly: So you want to reduce your status to tall, rich and handsome?

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: If you are rich, you don’t have any hope...

[Private chat] Polly: There’s no chance of being handsome.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Get out!!!!!!!

[Private chat]Polly: Okay.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother:...

[Private chat]Polly: Finished.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother:...

[Private chat] Polly: But exercise is good for your health. I will join you starting tomorrow.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Can you give others time to talk!!!

[Private chat]Polly: I gave it, but you only had a little^_^

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: I have others!

[Private chat] Polly: I know, five o'clock is a bit early, seven o'clock is just right.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Xiaoniao...

[Private chat] Polly: This is what the deputy team should do, don’t be too moved [hug]

The leader of the ghost uniform team is full of pride, who said he would run TAT tomorrow?

…

Perhaps it was the bird that used poison to fight poison. Fang Zheng didn't even think about Xu Di and Gou Xiaonian all day long. Jiang Yang's incident flashed across his mind twice, but soon he was distracted by the deputy commander's poisonous tongue. It wasn't until seven in the evening.

Click, everyone is online except Jiang Yang.

The work should not be over yet, Fang Zheng told himself in his mind, but there was always a little drum of doubt beating - maybe, he just wouldn't come.

The members of the group didn't know the truth, and they were still discussing the madman's family background. Some were talking about millions, some were talking about tens of millions, and some were talking about hundreds of millions. In short, they were just talking about whatever they wanted.
To be continued...