Ye Fei knew that his spring legs could run as fast as flying, because he tried it, but in the end the brakes couldn't stop him and he ran straight away and got lost.
But now he can't control that much at all.
He wants to run!
Run to the point where everyone surrenders!
Go and everyone kneels down and worships!
He knew that now he was not doing it for himself at all.
But for his thousands of supporters.
For the fans who support and encourage each other with me!
He always adheres to one sentence in his heart - if you are loyal to me, I will bleed for you!
At this time, he doesn't need to bleed, he just needs to run hard and realize the wishes of those who support and encourage him.
As he stepped forward with his legs, Ye Fei felt as if his legs were really equipped with springs. Each step was nearly two meters long.
He rushed past a black man.
He saw despair in the black man's eyes.
But he was still running.
As fast as the wind, as fast as lightning!
"What's your name?" Ye Fei was still rushing forward when suddenly the black man behind him asked in blunt Chinese.
Ye Fei didn't look back and shouted loudly: "Ye Fei!"
"Ye Fei?" The black man was thinking as he ran, who is Ye Fei? I have never heard of such a person in international track and field.
Dark horse!
This person is definitely the dark horse in this marathon!
"I won't chase him anymore, because I can't catch him at all."
The black man looked at Ye Fei's increasingly blurry figure, and finally became completely discouraged.
Ye Fei's running speed was simply unparalleled.
Zhao Dacheng kept directing the helicopter in the air.
"Fly forward, fly forward quickly, I can't keep up."
The helicopter pilot was also going crazy. Damn it, did you make a mistake? I fly a plane, but I have to chase after a fleeing employee. What the hell is this? !
No, we must catch up with him!
After clicking a few buttons in the cabin, the helicopter's speed increased instantly and it chased Ye Fei.
Ye Fei had no idea that Zhao Dacheng had given him all the shots at this time.
He's still running crazy!
The scenery in front of him seemed to be equipped with a rewinder, constantly sliding past his eyes and then disappearing from his field of vision.
His feet were like tireless machines, kicking violently on the ground.
His speed didn't slow down at all, but became faster and faster.
"Damn, madman, this is a madman, driver, hurry up!"
Zhao Dacheng is about to collapse. I have been a photographer for decades, and I have never seen my camera fail to keep up with a person. Is this too exaggerated
The driver was even more devastated than Zhao Dacheng.
Damn it, are you kidding me? The plane can't catch up with people? What's wrong? !
The pilot speeded up the helicopter again.
Ye Fei ran like a wounded cheetah, almost reaching the extreme speed.
There was a Caucasian player in front of him who was very fast, and this person was definitely tired, because Ye Fei saw sweat on his exposed shoulders.
But Ye Fei didn't care so much and passed by him in a flash.
This white player is going to cry, isn't he? I used up all my strength. I originally thought that even if I didn't win the championship, I could at least be in the top five, okay
But now...
"Fake, you are an unfriendly Chinese, your balls hurt!"
Black people, white people, white people, black people...
Ye Fei was like a super racing car passing on the highway, passing one person after another and leaving behind one professional player after another.
He was running, but the people in front of the TV and computers exploded, especially his live broadcast room. It was a complete mess at this time.
"F*ck!!! Crazy, crazy, I'm going crazy, Ye Shen is already crazy!"
"Speed, speed, Ye Shen's speed!"
"Hey, is this cameraman an amateur? Why is Ye Shen's figure getting blurry and blurry? Where are the people? I want to see people!"
"Brothers upstairs, it's not that the cameraman is an amateur, but Ye Shen ran too fast. The camera couldn't keep up with Ye Shen's speed and could only capture the slightest afterimage."
"Afterimage? God!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare would make easy! Fly with peace of mind! With us following you below, you can fly to the top of the sky without any problem!"
"I have never seen such a fast speed. Is this really what a person should run out of?"
"Professional player! Ye Shen definitely does not belong to any professional player!"
"Brother, wake up, this is no longer a matter of professionalism or not. Haven't you seen those professional players being surpassed one by one by Ye Shen?"
Qiuqiu platform.
Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.
At this time, each of these people even forgot to breathe. They opened their mouths and stared at the screen in front of them motionlessly.
On the screen, there was only a blurry figure struggling to move forward.
In everyone's ears, it seems that the words are still echoing: "Brothers and sisters, I will win this first place for you, wait for me!"
This is a promise.
This is even more of a vow!
Just….can it be achieved
Everyone is waiting to see.
The entire Silver Star anchor group exploded. All the anchors, one by one, collapsed at this time!
"Is this Ye Fei?"
"Hey, how could this be Ye Fei? Are you kidding me? This is a cheetah!"
"Crazy, Ye Fei is crazy!"
"A promise that is insignificant to fans, a vow that is insignificant to fans, is he like this?"
"Fifty kilometers! There are still more than ten kilometers ahead. Does he want to die?"
"I suddenly discovered the gap between me and Ye Fei. I suddenly understood why I am not as good as Ye Fei. I will never be able to catch up with such a person in my life."
"I'm convinced, I'm totally convinced, Ye Fei, from now on, I will be there whenever you broadcast live!"
"It's not that I didn't work hard enough, it's that my opponent is too strong. I won't complain if I lose!"
He Peng opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow three duck eggs. He looked at his computer as if he had seen a ghost and trembled all over.
"Psycho, this is a psycho!!"
Suddenly, He Peng shouted like crazy.
Lao Wang was standing next to He Peng. When he saw the picture on the computer, he deeply agreed with He Peng's words. Yes, this is a lunatic. Is your uncle going to die
"Mr. He, it seems we were wrong."
first!
It was the first time that Lao Wang said such words in front of He Peng.
He Peng's eyes were red. He turned his head fiercely and looked at Lao Wang.
"Were you moved by him?"
Lao Wang nodded honestly and said: "Mr. He, there is no way we can step on such an anchor."
He Peng was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. He smiled and laughed, and the guy cried.
"Ye Fei, you bastard, why do you have to be my opponent? If you are a friend... If you are a friend, that would be great."
"Mr. He, are we still dealing with Ye Fei?" Lao Wang asked cautiously.
He Peng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Deal with it, why not deal with it? There is no turning back."
Ye Fei is still running!
The wind blew by, and the scenery passed by.
"There are two more people. If there are more than these two people, I will be number one! All my friends will be number one!"
"Chase!!"
Ye Fei suddenly roared, and then his legs ran faster again.
When Zhao Dacheng saw that Ye Fei could still speed up, he almost fell off the helicopter.
If it weren't for the safety belt strapped around his waist, he was sure he would have fallen off by now.
Damn, this is so scary. This is really scary.
How can people do this
You are almost at your limit, why can you still speed up
"Speed up and chase!" Zhao Dacheng roared.
Helicopter pilot: "... It can't work anymore. The plane is at its highest speed and can't be lifted up!"
Zhao Dacheng: “…….”
Ye Fei rides Juechen like a crazy wild horse!
Soon, soon!
As long as he works harder, he can surpass the person in front of him.
Ye Fei thought to himself, still increasing his speed.
Zhao Dacheng's heart was about to explode on the plane.
Damn it, this is not a person at all, this is a god.
As a professional long-distance runner, James Riley knows how to allocate energy reasonably. He can't fall too far behind in the first half, because if he falls behind too much, it will be difficult to catch up, but he can't get too far ahead either. Moving too far forward is a waste of energy, just stay at four or five.
Now, as a marathon champion, he is in the second position. He is very satisfied with this position because it is also very convenient when sprinting.
"First! This championship must be mine!" James Riley shouted crazily in his heart.
But at this moment, a figure rushed past him.
James Riley: "Farke, yellow-skinned monkey!"
Ye Fei was running forward, but when he suddenly heard these words, the guy immediately became angry.
Yellow-skinned monkey
This is no longer a curse word, but an insult to his character!
"Damn, I really rebelled against you. You dare to call me a yellow-skinned monkey!"
Ye Fei's body that was rushing forward suddenly slowed down, and he ran side by side with James Riley.
He turned to look at James Riley, grinned and said, "Can I give you a brain teaser?"
Riley: "...Fake, what the hell?"
Ye Fei ignored him and said to himself: "Once upon a time, there was a man who participated in a marathon. His right leg was a little lame, but he won first place in the end. Why?"
Riley: "..."
"Why?"
This guy is asking stupidly.
Who would have thought that Ye Fei burst out laughing, and while laughing, he rushed forward and said, "You idiot doesn't even know!"
Riley: “……..”
"Yellow-skinned monkey, are you scolding me?"
Ye Fei glared and said seriously: "What! I'm motivating you."
Hurry up to Chapter 3, work hard, you are so awesome, why should I not work hard? Brothers and sisters, come on! Next chapter - peerless style!
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