The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 169

In late summer and early autumn, the weather in the East China Sea is most suitable for horse racing.

More than 500 athletes from all over the world are already eager to try on the starting line.

There are rules for horse race rankings. For large global events like the East China Sea Marathon, there are dedicated guides to divide the standing area based on the results.

Standing at the forefront are a few thin athletes from Africa.

All racers know that professional players are basically lean.

Several African brothers were interviewing reporters while doing the final warm-up.

Their best results are ranked in the top 50 in the world, and they are recognized as the first group of competitors in this race.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ji An, what is your goal this time?" The beautiful sports reporter handed the microphone over.

"First place, got a bonus of one million!" Ji An replied confidently.

Professional horse racers run professional races up to three times a year, so bonuses are a key stimulus.

The East China Sea Marathon is known for its high prize money, and naturally has an unparalleled attraction to Ji'an, a good player from a poor country.

"Okay, then we hereby wish Mr. Ji An a good result!" The reporter saw that the staff was already cleaning the track and immediately ended the interview.

Ji An and several companions also exchanged a few simple sentences to determine the way to lead...

With the firing of the starting gun, more than 500 contestants rushed out of the starting point and began a long journey.

OB vans, video vans, ambulances, police cars... the mighty road opens ahead to ensure that there are no accidents along the way.

People standing on both sides of the road were full of people watching the game. They waved small flags and shouted and cheered for the players.

The weather was clear and the temperature was good, and the players performed very well, especially the African Corps headed by Ji'an.

Six or seven African brothers became the first group with long legs. They took the lead to pass the midpoint. The second group was thrown 50 meters away by them. It was difficult for them to pose a threat for a while.

Running past the midpoint, Ji'an's first group entered a fork in the road.

I just feel like the wind around me...

An SUV passed.

Then there was another wind...

A girl overtakes the past!

African brothers are shocked!

I rely on!

What's happening here?

The people in the road convoy were also shocked.

The camera immediately followed the SUV.

The trunk of the car was open, and a handsome man was waving hundreds of yuan bills in his hand. The woman behind was running at a very fast speed, grabbing one or two bills from the man from time to time.

"Who are they?" members of the organizing committee roared, "I don't know if this is the track? Where's the police car?"

"The police car is in the middle..." someone replied.

"Look at those players!" someone reminded loudly.

The members of the organizing committee were stunned.

The African brothers of the first group seemed to be irritated and followed Zhou Yang's car.

And Wu Zhehan also knew that she seemed to have broken into the track and was very nervous. She didn't feel like she was speeding up the frequency, and gradually the African brothers couldn't keep up.

"I'm going! This girl... so powerful?" The cameraman of the OB van was also surprised.

The First Group can't keep up with a fat girl of unknown origin?

The boxes next to Zhou Yang were full of pink hundred yuan bills, which dazzled the African brothers.

The first prize of the competition was one million, but the handsome guy’s box seemed to have more than one million. Wu Zhehan had a bulging bag on his waist, which was stuffed with money.

"Speed ​​up!" Zhou Yang said to the driver, "Quickly get out of the track!"

The SUV immediately increased the speed to about forty kilometers, and instantly threw the African brothers out of it. Of course, it threw Wu Zhehan far away.

"Xiao Han, don't stop, throw the load away!" Zhou Yang shouted.

Wu Zhehan bent over, grabbed the two buckles of the two weight-bearing leggings at the same time, and pulled hard.

The leggings fell off instantly, and a breath of cold air passed through Wu Zhehan's head.

That's great!

As light as a swallow, I feel like I want to fly.

Wu Zhehan cheered, took the biggest step, and instantly threw the African brothers 20 to 30 meters.

Everyone in the OB van and pilot van was also dumbfounded.

This scene was broadcast by rebroadcast signals from countless ports.

Many people who followed the East China Sea Marathon were stunned.

Many people in sports circles were stunned.

The melon-eating people on both sides of the road took out their phones to take pictures like crazy... This scene is a rare sight in a century.

The support services of the marathon shouted loudly.

"Come on!"

They have never seen a yellow man, and a fat yellow woman, who can crush African brothers on the marathon schedule!

"No! It's impossible!" Ji An and others were going crazy.

The woman ran side by side with them for at least ten minutes. I don't know if Ji An and others' speed was increased to more than 20 kilometers, which has affected their physical distribution afterwards.

But now, the woman... is still accelerating, and the speed is close to forty kilometers per hour.

No, this is not true!

Ji An and the others were filled with injustice.

They are the world's top marathon runners, how can they be crushed by an ordinary fat girl?

Bonus is important... but honor... is more important.

And Wu Zhehan can't take into account the feelings of others at all.

At this moment, her body's strength was surging, there was no trace of fatigue, she just wanted to run... to run.

Zhou Yang kept shaking the hundred yuan bills.

But as far as Wu Zhehan is concerned, her gaze is always locked on Zhou Yang's brilliant smile...no change for any money.

Zhou Yang and Wu Zhehan drove out of the fork first at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

"Catch up!" Ji An yelled shortly, and ran off in Wu Zhehan's direction.

The people in the organizing committee car were dumbfounded.

Because the second place and the third place all subconsciously ran out with Ji An.

Not to mention, the second phalanx that caught up with gritted teeth...

OMG, in just ten seconds, more than fifty players have already ran out of the fork in the road.

Their goal is Ji'an...

Ji'an's goal is Wu Zhehan...

Wu Zhehan’s goal is Zhou Yang...

Zhou Yang looked stunned at the large army that Wu Yang Wu Yang had caught up with.

What are you doing?

Why are you chasing us?

"Speed ​​up, speed up!" Zhou Yang continued to urge.

The speed of the SUV has increased to 45 kilometers.

Wu Zhehan gritted his teeth and swung his arms. He had reached the limit, and the two legs had a phantom.

This is the human limit under the bonus of system medicine...

Ji An watched the car in front of him disappear from his field of vision, and then suddenly he woke up.

who am I?

Where am I?

What just happened?

...

An hour later, by the sea.

Zhou Yang and Wu Zhehan sat side by side, enjoying a rare rest.

Zhou Yang looked down at the material in his hand and said, "We only have one hour off. I have already arranged the next link! Hmm... You lost another 5.5 kilograms this morning, and everything is normal as planned."

Wu Zhehan looked at Zhou Yang and cautiously said, "Brother Yang..."

"Ok?"

"Can you... let me... lean on it?" Wu Zhehan's face flushed.

Zhou Yang frowned slightly.

But seeing Wu Zhehan's tired and praying eyes... his heart softened.

"For the sake of our pure revolutionary friendship, come on!" Zhou Yang smiled.

Wu Zhehan slowly tilted his head on Zhou Yang's shoulders.

Ah... It turned out to be like this by relying on him.

that's nice!