860: C860 Repaying Kindness with Kindness

C860 Repaying Kindness with Kindness

Ye Fan suddenly accelerated.

The others only felt a strong wind blowing around them.

He disappeared without a trace.

But when he saw that he had reached the end, Ye Fan suddenly remembered.

Even if he broke the record, he couldn't go too far. Otherwise, there would definitely be more trouble.

Thus, he took out a small second watch from somewhere.

If he remembered correctly, the world record of 2,000 meters was 4 minutes 44.79 seconds.

Now, it was exactly four minutes.

Sigh.

So slow?

Then I'll wait for a while.

After that, Ye Fan stood where he was, as if he was deep in thought.

Why didn't he run anymore?

This was the problem in everyone's hearts.

"F * ck! Don't tell me the last meter of strength is gone?"

"Impossible, even if I climb, I can still reach the finish line."

"Come on, run!"

"Persevere for the last meter and you'll be first."

No one knew who took the lead.

The entire stadium was once again filled with excitement.

Everyone shouted for Ye Fan, asking him to sprint with all his might.

Even the referee was anxious.

His hand, which was holding the watch, was trembling.

For a referee, being able to record a world record was also a supreme honor.

Ye Fan's speed was so fast.

He had already surpassed the record by 40 seconds. Why didn't he run?

Success was right in front of him.

"Classmate, hurry up and run. Is there something wrong with your body? Hurry up."

Er...

Ye Fan did not expect his actions to cause such a huge reaction.

He immediately felt that it was inappropriate.

Sigh.

Forget it.

Then I'll... withdraw.

As he thought about it, Ye Fan started to run back.

He waved at the people behind him.

"Hurry up, all the best!"

"The flowers I've been waiting for are all thanks."

"What... what kind of operation is this?"

"Friendship first and competition second? Enjoying your opponent on the field?"

"Is this the loss of morals, or the distortion of human nature?"

"I'm drunk! I really don't know if he advocates the spirit of sports or mental illness."

"How could he do such an absurd thing?"

Ye Fan had no choice.

Although the result of the sports competition would not be included in the world record, if it exceeded the record by more than 40 seconds, it would inevitably be shocking.

By that time, there would definitely be countless people who would want to study him, and it would definitely be very troublesome.

Ward Farrak.

The people behind him let out a few beast-like roars.

Their eyes were filled with endless rage.

What a good Ye Fan! How dare you be so arrogant!

This was unforgivable!

Along with their anger, everyone sprinted madly, feeling that their speed had increased by quite a bit.

Ah! Ha!

Not bad.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

"That's right, that's right! Surpassing dreams and flying together, you and I need to face it with our hearts. Let our lives reminisce about this moment, let the years be remembered this time..."

Hearing the song.

The two people behind staggered and fell to the ground.

They were convinced.

But they also cried.

God damn singing.

In the competition field, you chased each other.

Are you f * cking singing for me?

And it's so unpleasant.

You want to return our results!

If someone falls, someone will stand out.

Those people who had reserved the slippers for the feast were running crazily.

Ye Fan was satisfied. Seeing that it was almost time, he jumped and broke through the finish line.

The referee also pressed the timer at the first moment.

Looking at the proud result, his whole body trembled.

"4 minutes 43 seconds, breaking the world record again!"

"Hong!"

A shout was heard.

It attracted the crazy shouts of countless people.

Ye Fan's name was everywhere on the battlefield.

At this moment.

The University of Jiang City had become the prettiest young man on the sports field, and Ye Fan had become the hero in everyone's hearts!

However, the passion had yet to fade.

Only now did the referee realize that under Ye Fan's' whip '.

Those who had broken through the finish line had made great progress.

When they saw their own results, even they couldn't believe it.

"I ran for 4 minutes and 45 seconds? F * ck, this is the best result in my life."

"I am also less than a second away from you, how is that possible?"

"Could it be because of him?"

Everyone looked at Ye Fan in unison.

They saw the latter smiling as he crooked his finger, as if he wanted to call them over.

They looked at each other, trying to find the reason.

"You called us? What?"

Ye Fan said lightly, "Are you curious why your results have increased so much?"

"You know?"

"Of course. Come with me. I will teach you the secret now. "

This...

Everyone was stunned.

An eye for an eye?

He actually wanted to share his secret with someone else?

This was simply an exemplary character.

"No wonder he was able to obtain first place. This situation is not something an ordinary person can achieve."

"Alright, we'll go with you."

Ye Fan smiled and brought them to a training room.

There was only one person in the room, Ling Xiao.

The pot with the word stewed on it was already steaming hot, and it gave off the smell of stinky feet.

Ye Fan put on a mask as soon as he entered the room.

The few of them were almost smoked out.

"What's this smell? It smells so bad."

"It looks like someone is stewing shit."

"It's so disgusting. No, I have to go back."

"I can't go."

Ye Fan stood at the door. "Did you see that? The flip-flop has been stewed. Hurry up and eat it."

"So you're waiting for us here. Humph, I told you there wouldn't be any pie falling from the sky."

"You really put in a lot of effort, but you only have two people. We're a group of people, so what can we do if we don't eat?"

"We won't eat, right? Are you angry?"

They still had a proud look on their faces.

"Ling Xiao, these people are a bit stubborn. I'll leave them to you."

"By the way, I think there's quite a lot of soup in that pot. Don't leave anything behind. Let them all drink it up."

After saying that, Ye Fan left.

Ling Xiao blocked the door once again.

"Brothers, this is too much of a bully. Beat him up!"

"Roar!"

Everyone rushed forward.

However, when faced with Ling Xiao, who had already become a Transforming Strength expert, they were like chickens.

One of them was kicked away.2

Less than thirty seconds later.

Everyone was lying on the ground, wailing.

"Aiyo, it hurts so much! Hurry up and let us out. Otherwise, if the school blames us, none of you will be able to bear the responsibility."

Ling Xiao did not care so much.

As long as Ye Fan gave the order, he had to carry it out.

"Not eating? If not eating, then continue to be beaten."

...

"It hurts, it hurts. Stop hitting it. Can't we just eat it?"

They had originally wanted to leave some injuries and report it to Ye Fan later.

However, what was strange was that Ling Xiao's beating was very painful, but not a single mark was left behind. It was all internal injuries.

Who could bear with this?

"Hurry up and eat it. You can leave after eating it all." Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Alright!"

Helpless.

They could only start eating.

After taking a bite, that foul smell instantly spread throughout their bodies.

They even almost vomited out from yesterday's dinner.

Not only was it physical torture, it was also a form of mental torture.

But he had to eat it. He could only bite the bullet and eat it.

Thus, there was a rhythmic sound in the room...

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