Chapter 757: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (20)

Just after San Pang finished muttering, he picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. He almost spit out because of Nan Heng's words in an instant, and even coughed several times until his fat face turned red.

Ten, ten?

Even if he is a fat man, he can't eat so much.

It was really an instant experience of being "specially taken care of" by the boss, San Pang silently smacked his lips, this time he didn't dare to fart.

But in fact, the main problem has nothing to do with the steak and pork bone rice, right?

Isn't it important that the boss is sitting next to Feng Ling right now?

Feng Ling pushed the food in front of him forward: "No need, I won't be able to eat these, and the extra four portions will be given to San Fat."

San Pang quickly shook his head and waved his hands, with an expression on his face as if asking Nan Heng for help.

Nan Heng didn't look at him, and didn't say whether she was allowed to give away the food, but said indifferently: "Whatever you want, five hours of physical training after returning to the base at night, as long as you make sure you are really full."

five hours?

Feng Ling's eyes flashed, San Pang and everyone sitting there no longer envied the boss for taking care of him, and looked at him with sympathy.

The physical training at the XI base is simply devil training, okay? One hour can kill half-life, these five hours of physical training...

The boss probably didn't intend to let Feng Ling see the fourteen-year-old Sun.

Feng Ling turned to look at the man next to him who could almost determine her life or death with a single sentence.

Nan Heng glanced at him meaningfully, the black jacket on his body was casually worn at the moment, with a black T-shirt inside, clearly outlining the outline of the man's well-defined and perfect figure, At close range, the man's pure hormonal aura almost covered up the excess air around Feng Ling, and more importantly, the man's eyes held a hint of danger, as if reminding him that even if he had to leave the XI base for two days, Years, but it will not be until the day after tomorrow, at least two more nights will torture her.

Just as Feng Ling pursed his lips speechlessly, a pair of chopsticks was suddenly thrown in front of him by a man.

"eat."

"..."

"At least two bowls,

Otherwise, I don't care about you if you are hungry and exhausted during training at night. You should continue to practice. "

"..."

Does he like to toss people that much? Or is it just that she is not pleasing to the eye?

Feng Ling picked up the chopsticks and started to grill the rice. After eating a portion, he looked at the steak next to him and couldn't eat it at all.

But San Pang suddenly interrupted at this time: "Steak is a good thing that can increase muscle. Xiao Fengling, look at you. Not only are you thin, you don't even have any muscles on your body. Last time we were training, you showed two Arms are white and thin, like a little girl, eat more, it will be good for you!"

Feng Ling immediately raised his eyes and gave Sanpang a hard look.

San Pang continued to gloat, but before the end of the fun, the waiter who had just left came in with ten servings of steak and ten servings of pork bone rice.

As soon as he saw what they brought in, San Pang just glanced at it, then let out a loud hiccup, his eyes froze.

While cutting the steak and slowly stuffing it into his mouth, Feng Ling glanced at the stunned San Pang with a half-smile, and said to him: "Turn all the fat on your body into muscle as soon as possible, eat more, it's good for you There are benefits."

San Fatty: "..." I'm lying down in a big trough, if I eat all the fucking food, I will die!

He just made fun of Feng Ling, the boss actually wanted to kill him in such a despicable way.

We are all men, so why are we treated differently! ! !

...

At night, everyone returned to the base.

Today is a rare night without training. After eating and drinking, each went back to take a bath and rest.

However, Feng Ling was picked up by Nan Heng from the residence at around 9 o'clock in the middle of the night like a kitten, and brought her directly to the training ground.

Feng Ling ate two servings of rice and two steaks each, feeling unwell, and now he was suddenly brought here. Feng Ling, who never liked to show his emotions, already had an obvious ugly look on his face.

"Boss, my stomach is hurting, can't you let me lie down for a while?"

As a result, before she could finish her sentence, Nan Heng directly pushed her to the side of the horizontal bar, and then grabbed her by the collar indifferently, and lifted her onto the horizontal bar.

Feng Ling had to grab both sides of the single pole to stabilize his figure, and at the same time looked at him with an inexplicable expression, but the man looked at her obviously struggling, not only did he not have any sympathy, but instead looked disgusted He said: "Isn't it better to use exercise to speed up digestion? You go back to bed and lie on your stomach, because you plan to get up and vomit tomorrow morning because of food accumulation?"

"Is it that serious?" Feng Ling has been able to eat enough since he was a child, but he didn't know there was such a thing as food accumulation.

Nan Heng let out a "huh": "Give you the opportunity to strengthen your physical training, do you intend to appreciate it?"

Appreciate?

First, he intentionally let her maintain this kind of virtue, and then he took her out and threw her on the horizontal bar to force her to exercise to digest the food in her stomach. Whoever loves to take this kind of situation, she won't take it.

However, Feng Ling was still stared at by Nan Heng and did three hours of continuous physical training on the training ground. Finally, when he did ninety-seven push-ups, he couldn't get up anymore and just lay on the ground weakly. The whole person turned into a dead body, motionless.

Nan Heng came over and kicked her leg: "Go on, there are still three more."

"Boss, it's been three hours." Feng Ling lay motionless on the ground, closed his eyes and said, "I owe three today, and I will make up thirty next time."

Hearing her words, the man sneered in a low voice, squinted his eyes and glanced at him coldly: "Didn't you promise to give me a shoulder throw? You couldn't hold on to the last three push-ups. With your ability, don't let me go!" Saying it was an over-the-shoulder fall means that in the future, when you really go out to do missions, you will lose to your own physical strength before you meet the enemy."

Feng Ling frowned, even though the man's black leather boots were stepping on her back in a forceful way, she still gritted her teeth, carrying the already weak body and the weight on her back , propped up his arms little by little, sweat dripped from his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Ninety-eight."

Nan Heng looked at her lightly, his feet were still on her back, until the kitten, which had no strength to stretch its paws, counted to one hundred, then retracted its feet, turned around and pointed with its chin. Stretching training equipment in the distance: "Go up and stretch your limbs for half an hour."

This time Feng Ling didn't lie on the ground weakly anymore, he just glanced at the sweat dripping from his forehead, got up bit by bit, first staggered a bit, then turned his eyes to look at the standing in the black The man with a cold and solemn expression stabilized his figure and walked over.