In the gym, Tang Yi sweated wildly.

Physical training is definitely the most boring thing.

Faced with various iron machinery, this kind of training is not only a test of the human body's tolerance.

The same test is mental power.

Without supervision or request, you are your own coach.

When Tang Yi fell to the ground again, he had no strength left on his body.

Today, Lao Lang sent a heavy-bearing suit. This kind of suit is completely different from the bulky lead blocks when worn.

This kind of clothing made of metal osmium, which has the largest density, looks very thin.

However, the whole set of clothes is 50 kilograms, and the joints are sewn from pure cotton. This kind of weight-bearing clothes has two benefits.

First, because the joints are full of pure cotton, it does not affect movement, and second, because the volume is reduced, it is no longer bulky.

Wearing such clothes to exercise is definitely a challenge. Tang Yi has never taken it off since he put it on.

"This body may be recovering for a while!"

Tang Yi, who was lying on the ground, had no strength at all, was panting.

With his current physical strength, he can fight for up to five minutes at the peak, and he cannot use skills such as two-turn flying swords.

The strength of the unique skill flying knife is greatly reduced, the five senses caused by the decline in physical fitness have slowed down, and the skill of fist and foot has slowed down a lot.

The absolute power has also been reduced a lot, and it seems that the road to recovery is still long.

Touching his chest, Li Jing's words appeared in Tang Yi's mind again.

"Although the toxins in your chest are temporarily dormant, I don't know when they will break out. If you exercise strongly to stimulate the virus, I'm afraid the next time the poison is going to be the death knell of your death."

Mandala toxin is just a code name, and no one knows what the ingredients are inside.

This unknown virus is like a time bomb to Tang Yi, and it will kill him at any time.

Perhaps, this is also the thing that the superiors are most worried about, so they don’t want him to return to the front line again, but for Tang Yi, if he can’t fight, what’s the point of living?

He would rather die in battle than live in the world alone, because his brothers were all watching him.

"Are you okay?"

Suddenly, Zhou Wentong's voice came over.

Looking at Tang Yi lying on the ground, in Zhou Wentong's eyes, Tang Yi really felt a little dying.

"It's okay, I'm tired, just lie down for a while, is there anything wrong?"

Tang Yi tried hard to sit up, and he was soaked in sweat all over his body, and he was wearing a heavy-bearing suit.

"My dad is back. Can I have some meal together tonight?"

Zhou Wentong squatted down and looked at Tang Yi with a look of indulgence. He was pale and he was a little weak in his words.

"No problem, I'll just take a shower."

Tang Yi nodded quickly, not only because the other party is an elder, but also because the other party is also a soldier.

He admires every veteran, and at the same time, he admires a veteran who sent his son to the front line even more.

The will of a soldier is inherited from generation to generation, so Tang Yi must meet Zhou Wentong's father.

"Then I will help you!"

As soon as he entered the Northeast, Zhou took over many projects that the Qian family had previously delayed, so many documents needed to be processed.

When talking about such things, she was full of bitterness, and the Qian family was simply disgraceful in their work.

He tried hard to pull Tang Yi, but it was obvious that he was wearing high heels with her slender ankles.

With a hard pull, Tang Yi did not move, but instead she loaded her head into Tang Yi's arms.

"I think I'd better do it myself!"

He had no strength at all and was wearing a 50-pound weight-bearing suit. Tang Yi's weight was over 200.

Looking at Zhou Wentong, who was lying in her arms, looking embarrassed and embarrassed, Tang Yi said with a wry smile.

This action is a bit awkward, and it feels like she is going to slap her on the butt.

Especially the tight short skirt presented the perfect arc in front of Tang Yi.

"good!"

The embarrassed Zhou Wentong hurriedly struggled to get up.

She had a blushing face, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

Tang Yi also tried hard to stand up with his body. His legs were still a little weak, and he used too much force just now.

"After an hour, I'll wait for you at the elevator entrance!"

After tweaking her hair, Zhou Wentong quickly turned around, and hurriedly left the gym with her high heels.

This intimate and awkward contact made her really afraid to face Tang Yi's gaze.

"I really admire this guy. He trained to make himself exhausted, and there were also beauties who took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms. It was so annoying to compare people with others!"

Outside, Qin Ming, the tiger in charge of surveillance, couldn't help but sigh.

The billionaires of wealthy families have such gentle attitudes towards Tang Yi, which is really enviable.

"If I had been able to practice hard even if I had been so disturbed, I'm afraid I would have been unable to practice any longer."

Qiu Hu, who was standing beside him, also curled his lips. In the cold wind, the two of them lay on the top of the building opposite as an observation post.

Now that the mysterious international killer has not been caught, the Tiger Team is looking for whereabouts while protecting it.

"So they can fight our Tiger Team alone and break the Linglong Tower. You have to work hard. When will we break the Dragon Shadow Tenth Camp?"

Each war zone has its own special training method. Linglong Tower and Xuelong Mountain in the northern theater are their most commonly used training methods.

This is a training specially designed for the north. Compared with Long Ying’s mysterious 10th camp, they are also looking forward to it.

But there was no way, and the Tigers directly disqualified him and only hoped that he would fight with Long Ying next time he had the chance.

Not to mention that the surveillance on the outside was still continuing, Tang Yi, who was dragging his tired body back to the room, took a break and started washing.

All the equipment here is the most advanced and user-friendly, especially Zhou Wentong, but he has already prepared more than a dozen sets of various clothes to put in the wardrobe.

Zhou Wentong even wrote a note by herself, hung it on each piece of clothing, indicating the style and shoes, socks, and tie to deal with it.

He chose a casual suit, and Tang Yi matched the shirt and shoes according to the notes left by Zhou Wentong.

I didn’t expect that there were so many differences in suits and colors that looked similar.

The hair that I just cleaned up this morning, and with a suit, stood in front of the dressing mirror, Tang Yi almost recognized him.

"People rely on clothes and Buddhas rely on gold clothes!"

He nodded and looked at himself in the mirror.

It can be said that Tang Yi does not pay much attention to appearance, especially on the battlefield where wars are raging.

He always dressed in a camouflage uniform, and his hair and beard never take care of him. Compared with himself now, he is just two people.

Now that Rose has been following her appearance, isn’t her taste a bit heavy?

It was almost time, and Tang Yi walked out of the room, stepped on the thick carpet, and came to the elevator.

Tang Yi attaches great importance to today's dinner, and Zhou Wentong's father also attaches great importance to it because he wants to recruit a son-in-law.
Chapter completed!