The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

Tears flowed slowly down her cheeks.

Live so big.

He has never seen a tribal warrior who can run on the grassland with two zebra legs, and can tie his shoes while dragging the zebra legs.

Huaxia is terrible.

father.

I want to go home.

...

Compared with explosiveness, the marathon is more test of endurance. The gap between the echelons of the first kilometer is not too big.

As a volunteer, Tang Luo served in vain personally throughout the whole process. The rankings of the two people have been rising, constantly pulling away the players who are not physically strong but focusing on participating, and even slowly ran into the top 300 in the adult group.

Chapter 380-Despicable Outsider

On the side of the road, there is a side road specially set aside for passing cars, and on it are reporters, referees, and medical personnel.

The reporter sat bored with the microphone.

Taking a marathon is actually less nutritious, because it is impossible to interview the athletes in time, lack of interaction, and the audience will not be very attractive and interested. At most, they will just give two explanations.

"The players are still running at a constant speed to maintain their physical strength. Now that they have passed the first large-scale supply station, one echelon has fallen far, far away from the rear echelon..."

There is nothing to look for if you are bored

At this time, the photographer suddenly beat him and pointed to the road.

The reporter was stunned and looked over there. At a glance, he saw Tang Luo, who was caught among so many panting athletes, his face was not flushed or panting, and he carried the camera to cheer the little girl.

Seeing that he still has enough energy, he is still wearing a volunteer uniform. This is a material.

The reporter's eyes lit up.

The car accelerated, and he quickly handed the microphone to Tang Luo's mouth.

"Excuse me, are you also today's official contestant? Let's do the preparation work well." Others can take at most a bottle of water, and the young man in front of him is simply a mobile bunker.

"I am a volunteer." Tang Luo waved his hand towards the camera.

"Your physical strength, you won't take part in the competition. Then who is this kid?" The reporter turned his attention to Bai Qianqian.

The little girl was wearing sportswear and sports shorts, her ponytail dangling, running very rhythmically.

What a lovely little girl...

Looking at this posture, they are probably the first in the children's group.

"She is my sister. She signed up for the marathon with her mother last month. I was afraid that the children would not be able to hold on, or what would happen on the road, so I signed up for volunteers to support her." Tang Luo said flatly, still Then he jumped and avoided a bottle of mineral water.

"Are you tired now?" the reporter asked.

"Tired." Tang Luo was very humble.

"Then you have to pay attention to rest. Let's interview the next player next." The reporter finished the interview, looking at Tang Luo with the mineral water in his hand.

Sure enough, the young man seemed to be very stamina, but he was actually tired, he was just struggling.

Physical strength is just that.

At most, he could kill thirty of himself.

And just about 500 meters behind Bai Qianqian, Wang Xiaoming has already broken through the siege, and he is inseparable from Papari Plaka Abradou, competing for the second place in the junior group.

Although not taken seriously, Wang Xiaoming received a certain degree of ability development from the super team.

A native of Africa.

A superpower.

Two people kept surpassing each other, and then being surpassed by each other, competing for the fastest man.

Slowly adjust your breathing.

Papari Plaka Abradu clenched his fist, he gradually felt a fire burning in his heart, and a warm breath rushed over his face. The crowd running in front of him reminded him of the time when he was flying on the grassland. years.

That is his youth...

Withered weeds, cheetahs, big-ass zebras.

There is also a father who carries zebra legs and takes the lead every time, running in the sunset.

After nearly twenty minutes of thinking, he has accepted the fact that Bai Qianqian and Tang Luo are two monsters. Those two people ran so fast without even breathing. They are geniuses among geniuses. Monsters will be born in every race. Come out, just like even among the black race, a useful person like Martin Luther King will be born.

At this moment.

This Chinese kid who bit his footsteps is obviously a genius of hard work.

Papari Plaka Abradou took a deep breath, lightly clenched his fist, pointed at Wang Xiaoming, and slammed down.

This is the etiquette of their tribe.

It symbolizes that I respect you, you are an upright and powerful opponent.

But then, Wang Xiaoming slowly ran to the side of the road to take a bottle of water, drank half of it, and threw the rest in front of him, almost tripping him.

At the next replenishment point two hundred meters away, there is another piece of watermelon rind, then a functional drink, and a towel for wiping sweat.

Papari Plaka Abradou: "?"

What are you doing, despicable foreigner!

But Wang Xiaoming didn't care, he looked back at the distance of the people behind, and continued to interfere with each other as much as he could.

Each player has a card. Bai Qianqian is currently the first. The only threat to her is the black child whose name is very long and hard to remember and hard to pronounce.

Just kill him.

Tang Luo will not take away his job!

Wang Xiaoming happily drank the mineral water and then threw the bottle. Papari Plaka Abradu was not to be outdone, and started to fight back with a drink.

Five minutes later, the two of them were held back together to go to the toilet, allowing the large group to successfully overtake.

"Fuk!"