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

"Yeah, that's right." The brother nodded. "We usually run two laps, but today the eldest brother said he had to take care of the boss, so we only ran one lap."

Two laps, which is 40 kilometers.

Xu Nian was secretly astonished. No wonder they all had such muscular builds and enormous appetites. Running forty kilometers every day with weights—even Ultraman would have to give them a red light!

While he was marveling at the sight, the brother quietly circled around behind him and hung something on his back.

"What is that?" Xu Nian subconsciously turned around, reached behind her, and her fingers touched a greasy, heavy thing, with a rich aroma of meat lingering around her nose.

He looked down and saw a piece of glistening soy sauce-braised meat, dripping oil under the scorching sun, which slid down his back and stuck to his clothes.

The man chuckled and tied several more tight knots in the rope to ensure it wouldn't be easily removed. "This is braised pork with soy sauce that my mother sent me. I don't usually give it to just anyone."

"Then why are you hanging on me?" Xu Nian frowned, looking puzzled.

Why hang this perfectly good braised pork on your body if you don't eat it yourself?

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of rapid and fierce barks came from afar.

"Woof woof woof! Woof!"

Xu Nian looked in the direction of the sound and saw Long Teng leading a large, black Tibetan mastiff, hurrying towards them.

The Tibetan mastiff had bloodshot eyes, drool dripping from its mouth, and exuded a ferocious aura, looking as if it had been starving for several days.

Even from a great distance, it could smell the rich aroma of soy sauce and meat on Xu Nian's body, instantly becoming even more agitated. It struggled desperately to break free of the leash, its four paws working at full speed, dragging Long Teng along as it charged madly toward Xu Nian, its barks growing increasingly fierce.

Holy crap!!!

Xu Nian was immediately terrified. She jumped up from the ground and frantically tried to untie the rope on her back to remove the piece of flesh.

But the rope had already been tied with countless knots by that brother, so tightly that it was impossible to get a foothold. Even if they tried to untie it by tomorrow morning, they might not be able to.

In desperation, he changed his approach, trying to tear the rope with brute force in an attempt to break it.

But the rope seemed to be made of a special material, with extremely high strength.

No matter how hard he pulled, or even bent down to bite with his teeth, he could only leave a few shallow teeth marks. He couldn't cut it off at all, and instead, he made his fingers ache.

The brother next to him crossed his arms and chuckled as he reminded him, "Boss, if you don't run now, that mad dog will catch up with you."

Xu Nian glared at him angrily and squeezed out three words through gritted teeth: "You're ruthless."

Seeing the Tibetan mastiff getting closer and closer, his survival instinct overwhelmed everything, and he had no choice but to run away as fast as he could.

So, on the Hawaiian beach in the afternoon, tourists witnessed a very dramatic scene.

A man with a panicked face and covered in sweat, carrying a piece of greasy soy sauce meat on his back, was running frantically ahead, shouting in a language that no one could understand.

A burly man, leading a ferocious Tibetan mastiff that was drooling, laughed loudly as he frantically chased after it.

The scene was both comical and lively, attracting a large number of tourists to watch.

"Boss, don't let me catch you."

With a sly grin on his face, Long Teng gripped the Tibetan Mastiff's leash tightly and quickened his pace.

"If I catch you, you're in for a world of trouble."

Xu Nian clenched his teeth, his chest heaving violently, his adrenaline surging through his body like a bursting dam, propelling him to run as fast as he could, despite his exhaustion.

His legs were already weak, and he was breathing so fast he was almost suffocating. With each step he took, the weighted sandbags on his body were pulling at his muscles, making him grimace in pain.

But he dared not pause for even a moment.

He kept glancing back, watching the Tibetan mastiff get closer and closer, his heart pounding in his chest. He desperately cried out to the onlookers, "Help...help me!"

However, the foreigners around him couldn't understand his Chinese at all. Instead of helping him, they all watched with amusement, whispering and discussing among themselves, thinking it was some kind of novel acrobatic performance and watching with great interest.

Even more extreme, one person took out a coin from his pocket and threw it at Xu Nian as she ran, as a tip.

Seeing their reaction, Xu Nian felt like crying but had no tears left, her heart filled with despair and helplessness.

He could only run frantically, shouting at the top of his lungs, begging Long Teng behind him for mercy: "Stop...stop chasing me! I...I can't go on anymore, I really can't run anymore!"

But the afternoon sea breeze, carrying waves of heat, whistled past his ears, scattering his pleas for mercy into fragments, making it impossible for Long Teng to hear what he was saying.

Left with no other choice, Xu Nian turned around and shouted to a brother not far behind her, "Quickly tell Long Teng! I'm about to die, tell him to stop!"

The wind whistled past his ears. The brother frowned, not quite hearing what Xu Nian said, only vaguely catching a few indistinct words. Nevertheless, he nodded, turned around, and relayed the message to another brother behind him.

"Tell the eldest brother that the boss says he's very happy, and tell him not to stop!"

The brother who received the message didn't think much of it, nodded, and then relayed the message to the brothers behind him: "Tell the boss that he's almost in the zone, tell him to give it his all!"

......

The final message that reached Long Teng's ears was as follows.

"Big brother, the boss said he's so happy he could fly, and he wants you to go faster. He also said you're so slow, have you not eaten?"

"Ouch!"

Long Teng immediately became interested and looked at Xu Nian at the front of the group with admiration.

It seems the pressure wasn't enough; they even dared to mock him.

He grinned, stopped holding back, and suddenly pushed off with all his might, pulling the Tibetan Mastiff along as he sped up to catch up with Xu Nian.

The aroma of meat grew stronger and stronger in the Tibetan mastiffs, making them more agitated. Their barks became increasingly fierce as they drew closer to Xu Nian.

Xu Nian glanced back and was instantly terrified.

The Tibetan mastiff was only a few steps away from him, and it was about to bite his heel.

He was so frightened he was about to cry, his heart filled with grief and indignation.

Is Long Teng unable to understand? Why is he chasing faster and faster?

His lips were almost bitten through, and he tasted a trace of blood. He mustered all his strength and ran forward as fast as he could.

This dragon soars, truly deserving of the title "Living Yama"!

Xu Nian roared to the sky: "Long Teng, I'll f*** your ancestors!!!"

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Be brave, my friend~

Even if there's no rainbow tomorrow~

Sunshine always follows the storm.

The sky shining in my heart~

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