The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

The group took the elevator downstairs in a grand manner, stood in a row in the square in front of the hotel, stretched their muscles, and prepared for training.

Xu Nian stood at the edge of the line, imitating them by doing horse stance, leg presses, and stretching her muscles.

After some activity, he felt full of energy.

At this moment, Long Teng walked over carrying a heavy canvas backpack.

He threw his backpack on the ground with a dull thud.

Xu Nian's gaze fell on the backpack, and her heart sank inexplicably as a bad premonition quietly emerged.

"What is this?"

Long Teng squatted down, unzipped his backpack, and inside were neatly stacked more than a dozen small, dark-colored sandbags.

"This is a weighted bag, weighing 60 pounds in total. Boss, you'll have to wear it every day from now on, even when you're eating or sleeping. That way you'll train faster and achieve twice the results with half the effort."

"Sixty...sixty jin?" Xu Nian's lips twitched uncontrollably, and her voice became somewhat unsteady.

When he was first released from prison, he weighed only 120 pounds. In the past two years, he has lived a life of luxury, eating a lot and exercising little, and he has only managed to gain weight to 130 pounds.

Sixty pounds, almost half of his body weight, and he has to carry it with him day and night. That's too much to ask of him.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he glanced at Long Teng and the other brothers, he saw that the number of weighted bags hanging on them was more than twice that in front of him.

The sandbags clung to their strong arms and legs as if they were an extension of them.

Xu Nian's Adam's apple bobbed, she swallowed the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue, clenched her fist, and finally nodded.

Since he has decided to become stronger, he has no right to be afraid of hardship.

Seeing this, Long Teng didn't say anything more, picked up the sandbag and tied it to Xu Nian's body.

Two bags were evenly tied to each part of the body: shoulders, arms, waist, abdomen, thighs, and calves.

The sandbag pressed against his body, its heavy weight instantly pressing down on him, causing him to involuntarily bend over.

After being tied up, Xu Nian tried to twist her body, but her limbs felt as heavy as lead, and it took a lot of effort to move them.

The unfamiliar feeling of heaviness spread from his limbs to his whole body, making it difficult for him to adapt.

He took a deep breath, forced his back to straighten, and tried to adjust to the weight.

Long Teng stood up, took the whistle off his neck, blew it twice, and loudly commanded, "Run around the island once!"

"Wh...what?" Xu Nian looked up abruptly, her jaw dropping in shock, and she wondered if she had misheard.

Hawaii is made up of islands of varying sizes. The island they stayed on wasn't very big, but the circumference of the island was a full twenty kilometers.

Running such a long distance?

"Student, do you have any questions?" Long Teng suddenly changed to a fierce expression, cracking his knuckles, and looked at Xu Nian with a warning in his eyes, as if a punch would hit him the next second if he said "no".

Xu Nian subconsciously looked at his brothers beside him. Without the slightest hesitation, they all took steps and ran towards the coastal highway that encircled the island not far away.

He swallowed hard, his initial fear gradually replaced by defiance.

Long Teng and his team can run 20 kilometers every day, so why can't he?

Besides, he made the decision to train himself, so he shouldn't give up just because he encounters some difficulties.

Xu Nian gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and quickly took steps to keep up with the group.

He could feel the sandbags on his body swaying up and down with each step, and the weight was pulling on his muscles with every step, making it extremely strenuous.

Long Teng watched his retreating figure, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He followed him with effortless ease, his feet barely touching the ground.

In the afternoon in Hawaii, the sun was exceptionally hot, like a fireball baking the entire island, and even the sea reflected the dazzling heat waves.

The sea breeze swept in, carrying a scorching heat that burned the skin.

The coconut trees along the coastal road were wilted by the sun, their leaves drooping listlessly, and the air was filled with a sweltering heat.

A large group of people jogged slowly under the blazing sun. Long Teng followed at the very back of the group, blowing his whistle "one, two, one" to direct them to maintain a good rhythm.

Xu Nian, who was half a step in front of him, was already out of breath.

His breathing became increasingly rapid, as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest. He was panting heavily, his steps became unsteady, and he was drenched in sweat, unable to keep up with the main group.

Having never exercised before, and carrying a 60-pound weight, he ran for less than 10 minutes before his condition deteriorated to the point of being in danger.

"Hurry up! Have you not eaten?" Upon seeing this, Long Teng behind him glared angrily and roared.

Running the same distance in the same amount of time, Long Teng was neither red-faced nor out of breath. Despite carrying a much heavier load than himself, he looked like an old man taking a leisurely stroll.

Xu Nian wanted to say something more, but when she met his fierce gaze, the words that had just reached her lips were swallowed back down.

He gritted his teeth and ran a little further, but after only 5 minutes, he gave up again.

He looked up and saw the road stretching into the distance, seemingly without end. He estimated that he had only covered one-fifth of the distance.

He felt a wave of despair and plopped down on the curb beside him: "No... I can't do it anymore, I can't run anymore."

Long Teng stopped and glanced disdainfully at Xu Nian, who was panting heavily and trembling all over, before kicking his shin.

"You're already giving up after just a few steps? Your muscles haven't even warmed up yet. If you give up now, all the running you've done so far will have been for nothing. Get up and keep running."

However, Xu Nian adopted a "I won't listen to your nonsense" attitude and collapsed onto the beach behind her, refusing to move an inch no matter how Long Teng tried to persuade her.

Seeing this, Long Teng's lips curled into a sinister smile.

He called over a brother, whispered a few words in his ear, and then quickly left.

In just a short while, his figure disappeared at the end of the road.

The brother squatted down and held a bottle of mineral water to Xu Nian's lips: "Boss, you must be exhausted after running for so long, have some water to relax."

Upon hearing the sound, Xu Nian slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the bottle of mineral water, her eyes lit up instantly, as if a long-awaited rain had come after a drought.

His mouth was parched, his throat was as dry as a desert, and he even had difficulty speaking. He didn't care about being polite, so he reached out and took the mineral water, and quickly gulped down the whole bottle.

The cool water flowed down my throat, quenching my thirst and relieving some of my fatigue.

He let out a burp, casually tossed the empty bottle aside, and asked, panting, "Do you...do you train like this every day?"