What did that mean?
Why did it feel weird? It was as if there was a hidden meaning in those words.
He turned his head and glanced at it, but he didn't know who said it. He could only ask, "Who said that just now? What did it mean? "
Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know. Indeed, with so many people standing there, no one knew who said it.
However, Zhang Feng was getting more and more confused. He turned around and stood up abruptly. He looked at everyone with a puzzled expression. "Why did Yuyao and Jingshu leave just now? Also, why are you laughing so strangely? "
Everyone was silent. They looked at each other and smiled in a way that all men understood.
With this smile, Zhang Feng seemed to understand something, but he also didn't seem to understand it.
Why were these guys smiling so wretchedly?
And it was when he was doing push-ups?
He raised his head and recalled the scene of him doing push-ups just now.
Suddenly, he seemed to understand something and looked at everyone with a stunned expression. "You guys, no wonder you looked at Lao Tzu so strangely. It turns out that you were thinking about that."
Everyone tacitly understood and continued to laugh strangely.
This angered Zhang Feng. He glared at everyone fiercely. "Everyone, 100 push-ups. Hurry up."
The guards were a little confused. Wasn't the master fine just now? Why did he change his expression so suddenly? He even wanted them to do push-ups? It wasn't that these push-ups were bad, but they had never done them before. Moreover, this posture didn't seem too elegant, right?
They were hesitating whether to do push-ups when Zhang Feng's voice sounded again. "Didn't you hear what I said? Hurry up, 100 push-ups per person. "
This time, everyone didn't dare to hesitate because they realized that the master was really angry. They could only quickly lie on the ground and imitate Zhang Feng's posture just now. Although they weren't used to it at first, after one or two push-ups, they felt very comfortable, as if all the meridians in their bodies had been opened up.
He Quan looked at Zhang Feng excitedly and smiled. "Master, your push-ups are amazing."
"Damn it, you still have the face to smile?"
Zhang Feng turned his head and glared at He Quan. His eyes were about to spit fire. "You bastard, make two hundred. You're not allowed to eat until you're done."
Then, as if he was still angry, he turned his head and glared at Song Tie. "And you bastard, were you just laughing at Lao Tzu?"
Song Tie was stunned. Just as he was about to explain that he didn't say anything, Na Cheng thought of Zhang Feng's thunderous voice and said, "Make 200 of them too. If you don't finish them, you're not allowed to eat."
In an instant, Song Tie felt that his life had fallen into a dark phase. He turned his head and glared at He Quan. If it wasn't for this brat, he might not have been implicated.
He Quan felt Song Tie's burning gaze and turned his head to look at him. He could feel Song Tie's anger, but he was also a victim. He also felt wronged. He could only give Song Tie a comforting look. He didn't care whether Song Tie accepted it or not. With a bitter face, he did push-ups.
Zhang Feng, with his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone angrily. "You guys actually dare to make fun of Lao Tzu? It seems that the training given to you is still too little. Tomorrow, you'll run three more laps in Chang 'an City. "
Hearing this, everyone's legs trembled. Three more laps? That would be eight laps. Wouldn't they be exhausted?
Song Tie looked at Zhang Feng with a pleading face. "Master, you can't run eight laps when you wake up at five in the morning. Do you want more?"
"Speak if you want, don't stop doing push-ups."
Zhang Feng glared at Song Tie and raised his head. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he revealed a malicious smile. "You're right. I can't run eight laps when I wake up at five in the morning …"
Hearing this, Song Tie was delighted. He thought to himself that there was hope.
Everyone looked at Zhang Feng with a happy face. They wondered if they should reduce the number of laps.
Just as they were daydreaming, Zhang Feng's face changed. His thunderous voice sounded again. "If I can't run when I wake up at five in the morning, then I'll wake up at five in the morning. Anyway, I can't miss any of the eight laps …"
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at He Quan and Song Tie. He revealed a malicious smile. "He Quan, Song Tie, you two supervise. If there's one less lap, the two of you will run ten laps each."
Hearing this, He Quan and Song Tie's hearts skipped a beat. Although they enjoyed the treatment of being a leader, they didn't expect the punishment to be so severe. However, thinking about it, when they were in the military camp, the treatment was worse than this. Master's punishment was considered good.
After thinking about it, the two of them could only bite the bullet and reply, "Yes, Master."
Zhang Feng nodded. He turned around and glanced at everyone. With a serious face, he said, "Don't think that I'm bullying the weak by making you train. I'm doing this for your own good. At the same time, it's also for my own good. After you retired from the military camp, your muscles and bones have been lazy. This training is to let you pick up the pride of the past. Also, during the time when I go to Jiangnan in the future, I need you …"
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