When he heard it for ten minutes, Zhang Ziwen began to count down silently and suddenly accelerated his speed.

Seeing Zhang Ziwen's sudden acceleration, the other eighteen people seemed to have taken stimulants, and even shouted and cheered. The atmosphere instantly infected the others who were watching the fun, and all helped Zhang Ziwen with the shouts.

1500 meters...1000 meters...300 meters..., Zhang Ziwen's speed was getting faster and faster, as if the feeling of being eager to achieve success was driving him. When there were only about one hundred meters left, a surprising scene made everyone stop shouting.

Zhang Ziwen suddenly stopped, looked at Leng Bing directly, but muttered: "1 minute 59 seconds, 58 seconds, 57 seconds..."

At first, everyone had no idea what Zhang Ziwen was muttering. Leng Bing looked down at the chronograph suddenly and suddenly found that his chronograph was astonishing as the numbers Zhang Ziwen shouted, staying at 6 minutes and 59 seconds, 6 minutes and 58 seconds, and 6 minutes and 57 seconds.

When Zhang Ziwen shouted for 20 seconds, the others seemed to understand Zhang Ziwen's intention to go against Leng Bing, and echoed Zhang Ziwen's shouting and counting down. When the number was shouted at one, Zhang Ziwen's left and right feet were already at the edge of the starting line, but they just didn't cross it.

A second later, Zhang Ziwen stepped over with one foot lightly, looked at Leng Bing with a playful look and said, "Sorry, Instructor Leng, I'm done with the task. Should we go to have a meal?"

"Zhang Ziwen, don't think you have a deep scheming. My timer happens to be a second faster than your scheming, so no one is allowed to eat tonight. Remember, you didn't have food today because this person didn't do his best.

After hearing this, Zhang Ziwen made a statement that almost made everyone faint: "mbd, didn't I just have time to put my underwear outside?"

"Anger is ugly, and it is a destructive emotion that lies dormant in people's hearts and waits for opportunities to manipulate people's lives. Therefore, irresistible anger often becomes the source of deep harm to the body and mind. The most important thing is to quickly blow the face of an old woman. Anger is like other emotions, and can be controlled. Don't tell me that our Leng Da Instructor cannot control it.

The Fruit of Anger said: "An angry person can only curse, but cannot see anything. Well, I think that kind of thing can only be done by those shrews on the street. Our Leng Da Instructor will definitely not be so boring, right?" Zhang Ziwen tweaked his wet bangs with his hand and said in a long story. This theory made Leng Bing clench his fists several times, and then let go of his fists. His emotions fluctuated continuously. Fortunately, the shrew finally suppressed Leng Bing so hard that Leng Bing left with a swing.

When Zhang Feng saw Lengbing walking away, he immediately ran over and shouted hurriedly: "Don't stand, hurry up and go to have a meal."

A boy who was still afraid of the cold and cold power whispered: "Aren't you not allowed to eat tonight?"

Zhang Feng said with a smile on his face: "That turbulent tigress is gone, I am the biggest one. Well, if you think it's better to be hungry, you can continue standing and leave, I'll take you over." After that, Zhang Feng left first.

The others looked at each other and followed each other. The boy asked about the gains and losses, but finally made up his mind to follow him.

The canteen in the courtyard is very clean, but very simple. A group of soldiers on the right in the middle are eating and drinking in the sea. After being led in by Zhang Feng, a group of people were taken to a table on the left.

At this time, the soldiers glanced at these strange faces. One of the handsome men with a big belly with a triangle beard said slowly and gently: "Oh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be a group of children brought by Zhang Yingzhang." His voice was like a eunuch, and some people seemed to be wondering if the sound they heard came from this person.

A group of people were called children by the man who looked like traitors, and they felt a little uncomfortable on their faces, but they were not familiar with the place and were not easy to cause trouble. They silently endured this and lethal title.

"Captain Huang, are you a child? You are better than your big belly for three months?" Zhang Feng said without giving the man face.

The man who ate and drank with Captain Huang stood up suddenly, and a war was coming.

Zhang Ziwen's hand was already tightly clenched his fists. If those people dared to do it, they would never be ruthless, even soldiers.

But to everyone's surprise, Captain Huang waved his hand and signaled everyone to sit down, and the people sat down with a dissatisfaction. Captain Huang smiled with his eyes and said with a big ear: "I hope Captain Zhang and your children eat well." The word "eat" was very heavy, as if there was a conspiracy. After that, he started drinking with those people one cup at a time. Ignoring Zhang Ziwen, who was slightly angry.

When the nineteen people sat on two tables, the atmosphere seemed to ease due to the warmth of the cafeteria, and they all talked about Zhang Ziwen's wonderful performance just now, especially Zhang Ziwen's words, "Didn't I just don't have time to wear my underwear outside?" It was called the finishing touch.

Zhang Feng seemed very happy to be at the same table with Zhang Ziwen. Even in front of others, he completely put on airs and was very happy to chat with a group of people.

At this moment, Zhang Ziwen's eyes flashed and saw a man called Captain Huang quietly saying a few words to the person sitting next to him, and then the man walked towards the back kitchen of the canteen.

"You have a marriage with that Captain Huang?" Zhang Ziwen asked in a low voice.

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, nodded, indicating that he was a default.

Zhang Ziwen knew it at this time. He knew that Zhang Feng had not continued to talk. First, he did not want to worry, and he was the most ordered part of the strata, so he probably couldn't help much. Second, the benefits and interests in this must be very complicated, and he didn't want to worry about it.

When the canteen staff brought the vegetables up, Zhang Ziwen immediately understood what was going on. Dozens of steamed buns were about to be rotten. The pickles were left for several days. When he looked at the other table, Zhang Ziwen's nameless fire old man was picked up. But the Captain Huang on the other side seemed to have not realized that there was a ruthless man sitting here, even the court officials, and his son dared to be beaten to half-dissolved. He actually said to the table here provocatively: "Oh, Battalion Commander Zhang, if you don't have money to pay the bill, tell me, why do you eat this bad thing? Let's do it. If you don't dislike it, you and your children will be leftovers. We have enough of it anyway." After saying that, laughed, and a group of soldiers laughed.

Everyone here felt that Captain Huang was clearly teasing them, but none of them spoke, and just swallowed their breath hard. The fat girl was too hungry and didn't even care about the bad ones, and only picked up one and wanted to eat it.

"Can't eat." Zhang Ziwen shouted loudly. The originally quiet dining table looked at Zhang Ziwen in an instant.

The fat girl looked at Zhang Ziwen for no reason. Although she was from a wealthy family, it was the first time she had high-intensity exercise. She was so hungry. Even the rotten steamed buns seemed so cute in front of her. But the man who moved her and almost shed tears didn't let her eat it?

Zhang Feng kept bowing his head and not talking, as if he was accumulating his anger. The veins on his fists swelled up. Obviously, he also saw that Captain Huang was teasing him. He didn't say that he felt angry, but he felt embarrassed in front of his best friend.

Zhang Ziwen sat down and held Zhang Feng's hand with one hand. He was puzzled but he picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks and said loudly: "Is this a steamed bun? Isn't this a stone for building a house? Do you think it's a camper Huang?" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ziwen turned his head suddenly and locked up camp Huang. With a swing of his wrist, the steamed bun drew a beautiful arc and headed straight for camper Huang.

Before the people there could have reacted, there was a bad dock in Captain Huang's mouth, and Captain Huang's face showed a bitter look, as if it was very painful, and he suddenly used his hands to dig the steamed buns in his mouth.

"Oh, Captain Huang, you want to eat steamed buns until you say something, just ask me to send them to you, why do you take them to eat them yourself?" Zhang Feng almost burst into laughter, and simply said in the voice of Captain Huang like an eunuch. At this time, the steamed buns in Captain Huang's mouth were detained, and the blood in his mouth made people feel extremely terrifying.

"Oh, Captain Huang, it seems that the food we eat is indeed not steamed buns, it is indeed a stone for building a house. Look, your mouth, oh, it's so pitiful." Zhang Feng made the injured Captain Huang tremble. Others also saw that Captain Huang was really going to get angry this time, and stood up again. As long as Captain Huang gave the order, even if the other party was the battalion commander, they would be able to fight.

"Give it, give it to me, especially the one who is more handsome than me, who is more likely to use steamed buns to build a house. I will fight back if there is anything." Huang Feng shivered in anger and roared loudly as everyone standing up.

Although Zhang Feng did not agree with Zhang Ziwen's arrogant behavior, he felt very happy. After Captain Huang, who was also at the same level as him, proposed to select a promoted person from the two, he had been confronting him at all, and did not give him any face at all. He usually accommodates him everywhere, but he did not expect that he would not give him any face when his good friends and brothers were present. This was unreasonable. I have never been afraid of fighting since I was a child.

Zhang Feng rushed to the front with the lead and shouted angrily: "Whoever dares to touch these people today will not think of standing and leaving the cafeteria." Zhang Feng's words were obviously intimidating, but the people hesitated. Zhang Ziwen and the others did not know that Zhang Feng could sit in the position of battalion commander not because of his real strength, but because of his true strength. A madman who can win under the siege of four special forces. Comparing Captain Huang with him was obviously an extreme. From his three-month belly, it can be seen that such a person must be scheming.

Those people looked at each other and communicated with their eyes. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Anyway, we have so many people, let's see how strong he is."

Before he could finish his words, a stiff steamed bun flew out from Zhang Ziwen's chopsticks, who had been sitting in the position without moving. This time, Zhang Ziwen's accuracy was not as high as before, and the steamed bun didn't fly to his mouth. Captain Huang was beaten by a steamed bun just now, but in their eyes, Zhang Ziwen's accuracy of darts still shocked everyone. If the steamed bun was flying to his mouth, he saw that the steamed bun was not flying to his mouth, and he quietly felt relieved.

"Ah." After the man screamed, the people's hearts that were let down were immediately lifted up.

I saw that man covered his lower body and rolling around the ground, and there was no way he looked like a soldier.

Those people were sweating coldly. If the steamed bun was hitting me, my wife who had not yet had a bridal chamber had gone to whom she would go to. It would be too scary. Let's take a look at the situation first.

"One, two, three, four..." Zhang Ziwen slowly checked the steamed buns on the plate. After checking, he picked up another steamed bun. The people immediately took a warning, fearing that the steamed bun would fly to him.

"Look at a total of twelve steamed buns, each of you happen to be one." This sentence made those people unable to understand what was going on. What happened just now happened. They thought that Zhang Ziwen wanted to get more and more aggressive and even twelve people were going to beat him, but the next action made everyone fall into glasses.

Zhang Ziwen took a bite of the steamed bun and said with a serious reason: "Although it's a little hard, we can't waste food, right?" Everyone felt relieved.

After eating this, Zhang Ziwen's face turned cold and said, "But, you give us these steamed buns to eat. I don't know what you mean, and I don't want to lie out and leave." They were two people like what they were just now, with a little cold light in their eyes, like lonely stars in the starry sky on a winter night, making people feel cold.

Seeing some people hesitating, Captain Huang gritted his teeth fiercely, and everyone on the other side seemed to be like you guys who dared to beat us and we would never show off our skills. Captain Huang knew that he had fallen today. When the first person seemed to have figured out that he had to keep his roots and his wife, he almost ran out of the canteen after running out of the canteen. The others quickly left the canteen.

Of course, Captain Huang understood that he had no capital and was ready to run out along the flow of people, but was stopped by a voice.

"If you want to be like the person on the ground, you can continue your escape plan." Zhang Ziwen took a bite and didn't know how many peppers and salt pickles they put, and said slowly.

When more than a dozen people heard Zhang Ziwen say this, they smiled wisely. The person who claimed to be many people and doubted how strong Zhang Ziwen was, had already fallen into a coma due to severe pain in the lower body.

Zhang Feng stopped Zhang Ziwen and said, "Captain Huang, please leave. I remember that I was not afraid of you. It would be fine if I usually eat and drink. Do you know if anyone pretends to be a b?

In fact, Zhang Feng was not afraid of Captain Huang. He just considered that Zhang Ziwen would offend a group of people in the Imperial City Courtyard, so he gave Captain Huang a step. For Captain Huang, who had eaten and drank all day, the current punishment was enough for him.

Captain Huang looked and understood that the person who built a house with steamed buns was the real master. He quickly remembered Zhang Ziwen's appearance, and felt that there was no danger before he hurried out of the cafeteria.

There were only a group of death game students left in the huge canteen, which seemed a little deserted, but the warm hall still made everyone who had suffered from the cold wind outside feel a little relieved.

Zhang Feng started to start and shouted, "Get two tables of good wine and food for me, hurry up."

The kitchen in the canteen did not know that such a big thing happened in the canteen. Before both sides wanted to open the fire, they hurried to the department and called the headquarters. After hearing the report, they attached great importance to the matter and told the kitchen to control the situation and not to kill anyone, but they did not expect that both sides would not do it at all.

Then I heard people from Zhang Feng, who was obviously the winner, shouting for wine and food, but they dared not make steamed buns again. I wish I could cook countless hands like octopus.

The efficiency of the kitchen was quickly reflected at this time. In half an hour, after Zhang Feng kept kneading the steamed buns and observing and studying, all the dishes came up, and he made an exception and didn't know where to make wine.

Zhang Feng kept picking up food for Zhang Ziwen. After Zhang Ziwen's plates were full, he said with a flattering look on his face: "Ziwen, tell me, this steamed bun is not that hard at all. How can you make him exert a force that can make people bleed?"

Zhang Ziwen knew that when he was a child, this perverted boy had a special liking for Bruce Lee's comics, and even bought countless "martial arts secrets" at street stalls (the money must be from Zhang Ziwen). He is definitely the most fanatical person who has a special liking for fighting. If he knows his current strength, he will not have to fight him every day. I remember that when he was a child, he was fine when he was not strong enough and was practiced by Zhang Feng as a sandbag. Moreover, after Zhang Feng beat Zhang Ziwen to a bruised nose and swollen face, he always said something like: "Living things are living things, and it is different from sandbags when he fights." Zhang Ziwen gritted his teeth and hated him when he thought of this. *** I will practice with you as a sandbag in a while.

Zhang Ziwen made an extremely serious expression and put his mouth in Zhang Feng's ears and said, "Look at Europeans, which American man is hard, and he will not make women feel good all night long. So I said, hard things are not necessarily the best."

The sip of wine that Zhang Feng drank in his mouth almost spit out. Seeing Zhang Ziwen with a silver smile on his face, he was completely speechless.

After a few sips of wine, the atmosphere suddenly became lively, but Shen Xun didn't eat much and didn't even touch the wine. He thought he was worried about his little girlfriend, so he deserved this worry. Zhang Ziwen didn't want to persuade her, thinking that he would just go and see her at night.

Zhang Feng kept asking Zhang Ziwen to drink wine. When the brothers met, they were sorry for their feelings. When Zhang Ziwen felt that his head was starting to faint, he had already placed four bottles of white wine in front of him. If it was clear, Zhang Feng drank two bottles and two bottles himself. Zhang Ziwen, who was a little dizzy, then looked at what kind of wine he was drinking in a vague way. He saw three words on it: "Wuliangye." The Wuliangye was drunk by himself and Zhang Feng as tap water?

Zhang Feng seemed to be unsatisfied, and shouted, and took two more bottles of wine. The chef in the kitchen was almost crying. The four bottles of Wuliangye were his own efforts, and the two animals drank like a can of tap water. After they finished drinking, they left. As a result, no one left, but they heard Captain Zhang shouting, another bottle...

After Zhang Feng shouted, there was no movement in the kitchen. At this time, Zhang Feng was drunk and stood up without caring about it. He wanted to go to the kitchen to see what these people were doing.

A cold figure at the entrance of the canteen, Zhang Ziwen suddenly shivered, and a bad premonition surged into his heart. He turned around suddenly. Leng Bing's concave and rank body was staring at everyone coldly, but Zhang Feng seemed to have no idea what happened, so he walked to Leng Bing staggeringly and said, "Oh, I didn't expect there was such a beautiful girl in the canteen. Come and have some drinks with my brother. Well, it's okay to drink with my brother."

Everyone didn't fall under the table like a thump. Zhang Ziwen said to himself: "It's over, he's really drunk."

It was definitely a shocking scene with one blow. Leng Bing's slender feet kicked out in lightning, and then Zhang Feng, who was 184 tall, flew out directly. He smashed into the table in the distance, and the table was scrapped.

Zhang Feng seemed to be not injured at all. He stood up staggeringly among the pile of wood and cursed loudly: "Little girl, she has a bad temper, but I like it. Wait, let my brother come on first, and I'll deal with you later." The intoxicated Zhang Feng didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, what was ugly?

The students in the Death Game thought it was not the case. A group of men quickly ran to Zhang Feng who was shaking and continuing to move forward, and held Zhang Feng tightly to prevent Zhang Feng from walking forward.

Zhang Ziwen quickly walked to Leng Bing and said with a smile on his face, "Instructor Leng, why are you here?" It's not that Zhang Ziwen was afraid of Leng Bing, but he just thought that Zhang Feng was rude after all, he was the one who was a man. He had to make some sense. Zhang Ziwen would naturally not be ruthless when he should be unreasonable.

"Who asked you to have a meal?" Leng Bing did not answer Zhang Ziwen's question but asked bluntly.

Zhang Ziwen pointed his hand and secretly looked at the soldiers looking here in the kitchen, saying, "It's them. They said that our meal is ready and we're here to eat. We can't stop eating, right?"

When the people in the kitchen heard this, they wanted to come and take Zhang Ziwen out of eight pieces, and then put them in the pot to stew the soup, even though they had never eaten human flesh.

Leng Bing knew that Zhang Ziwen was obviously stubborn, haha, how could the people in the cafeteria invite people to dinner, and she became even more angry. In fact, she didn't let the students eat. He just said casually and had no intention of actually implementing it. But after returning to the dormitory for a while, the department and the command department called him and scolded him, saying that the students in the game of death were causing trouble in the cafeteria, especially the attention Zhang Ziwen.

He rushed over and heard the news. A person was lying on the ground. He seemed to have fainted. A group of students were eating and drinking in the sea. It was fine to eat and drink, but they were also drinking. In the courtyard, except for the department and the headquarters, that was absolutely not allowed. What made him even more angry was that Zhang Feng, who had always been very steady, was drunk and even dared to tease himself. It would be strange if he was not angry.

All of them went outside for two hours to stand, and the disobedient immediately went home.

Everyone looked at each other, and they ate and drank, and had enough wine. Since they stood, then they stood.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and Zhang Feng is standing neatly in the playground to "appreciate" the scenery. Because he drank wine, his body became hot. When he suddenly came outside, he felt very cold immediately. Although everyone was standing in a military posture, they were trembling.

After Leng Bing left, the group began to talk. The fat and bloated girl immediately asked, "No. 21, why don't you let me eat that steamed bun?"

Zhang Ziwen smiled: "I will definitely not eat food that comes from pity. I think everyone should understand this principle." The girl thought about it and sighed as if she had some insight.

At this time, Chen Xun looked around, obviously trying to visit his fainted girlfriend, and had no intention of chatting.

Zhang Feng seemed to be much more awake when he was blown by the cold wind. After yawning a lot, he suddenly asked, "Why are you all standing here for what you do? Why don't you go back to sleep?"

Everyone really didn't know what to say about Zhang Feng's huge change.
To be continued...