Killer Loves Otaku

In other words, he also automatically classified it as a tragic direction where everyone disliked him and hated him, and gave up pursuing it.

The crucial issue at present is that the head coach of Yemo has come and said that he wants to take advantage of everyone's three-month rest time for training, and Xiao Chufeng, as a new member, must also participate.

Xiao otaku classmate Chu Feng, when he heard Zi Ye's announcement before, felt that he was finally recognized by everyone, and was so foolishly happy all night.Followed everyone to Yemo's exclusive training center, greeted everyone with a smile, and rubbed Zhai Ren's caring hand, feeling that happiness came so quickly!

As a result, after a whole day of training, he finally understood why Mao's big killer brothers who escaped and were captured would face the seemingly small but tempered man with faces full of dark clouds, as if they were facing the enemy. No small coach.And the happy life he was looking forward to might be thousands of miles away from him.

There is no other reason, just because the coach's training method is absolutely hellish!

Taking the most basic running training as an example, in Xiao Chufeng's impression in the past, it was nothing more than running dizzily and sweating profusely.But since the training officer who claimed to be "the old fox" came to Yemo and generously let Chu Feng join the training of the large army, Chu Feng realized how wrong he had been!

Do you just run when you run?Then you are really naive, naive and ignorant!

Do you know the weight?

What?Sandbags?

Tut tut!That was played by kindergarten children, right?We don't need this for Yemo special training!

Carrying a gun, carrying a vest full of ammunition, arms and legs tied with heavy objects such as grenade pistols and other weapons, just run for me!

Those things that are too strenuous to lift alone are all tightly tied to your body. It is difficult for ordinary people to walk around the playground even two steps. be punished!

Where has the otaku seen this kind of posture before, just carrying a gun can crush his small body to the ground!Not to mention those other weight-bearing equipment!

Although I am not an old fox, I am a foreigner who is one, five, three, but I also know how to target the target and teach students in accordance with the aptitude of Confucius.I don't ask this underage skinny boy to run a hundred laps with full weight, just let him carry a gun, tie some sandbags on his legs, and run fifty laps, that's all, it's still very gentle.

But who is Chu Feng?Yemo's chief programmer, a small otaku who spends 30 days in a chair, except for basic physiological needs.The most and strongest exercise he does is just wandering from upstairs to downstairs, or running from the computer desk to the toilet when he is in a hurry to urinate.Then there is the bed, but there is no need for too much movement, people just need to lie down and tease, and leave the rest to the other party.

So, let alone fifty laps with a weight on, he couldn't even run five laps without a weight!

At this moment, everyone was so exhausted that they breathed more and breathed less, and even Lord Zhai Ren, the patron saint, had no time to pay attention to him.Only Bulaohu, who ran thirteen laps with everyone, felt that although everyone's condition was not very good, they were not bad.I kicked a few that were running slowly, and walked over to drink water, but saw a certain otaku carrying a gun and tied two thin clothes, panting, swaying, and moving slowly in small steps on the three roads.

Gudu Gudu gulped down two sips of water, and yelled at the otaku at the top of his voice, "Chu Feng, do you think you are a turtle? This is running training! It's not walking! Can you hear me clearly?"

That voice, the lingering lingering sound!

The entire stadium was shocked. If there were tiles, they would definitely be lifted by the sound waves, trembling together, and then shattered into slag.

But Chu Feng didn't react much. Compared with those killer brothers around him who kept running with their necks curled up, he was the only one whose pace was steady and not affected at all.

What?You said he has a strong mental capacity?

I'm sorry, that's because you overestimated our nerd classmate. He can't even breathe, his back can't be straightened, his steps can't be opened, and his eyes can't be opened too much. How can there be any so-called psychological endurance? ability? !He simply lost the slightest perception of the outside world, and was only focusing on maintaining the movement of moving forward with his body, and breathing with the remaining strength.

However, Bulaohu, who had never trained this kind of rookie, only thought that this kid was tough, and ran over admiringly, and patted him on the shoulder with his big powerful hands approvingly.

Pata──

It’s okay if you don’t shoot, but once you shoot, yes, the little otaku who was able to catch his breath and move in small steps just now finally passed out from the sea of ​​suffering.

Chu Feng, who fainted happily, didn't hear the follow-up roar of the old fox, didn't receive the envious eyes from everyone, didn't feel the heat waves in the scorching summer... just fell asleep at night He just woke up, and took the seafood porridge from Zhai Ren with some embarrassment.

Before he finished drinking, after a knock on the door, the coach Bulaohu entered the door.

Zhai Ren knew that this was not the time for him to protect his weaknesses. For the safety of the little thing in the future, he had to listen to the coach.So, after receiving Chu Feng's eager eyes for help, he shook his head slightly, signaling him to be obedient.

Chu Feng swallowed his saliva, snorted and snorted after eating the delicacy that had become chewy in the bowl, blinked his eyes wide, and looked at the coach with a rather guilty expression.

"Boy, I didn't expect your physical strength to be so weak." These words sounded like an apology.

[It doesn't matter. ] Politely wrote three words on the whiteboard, glanced at Zhai Ren who was slapping his forehead vigorously, Chu Feng was a little puzzled and turned his eyes back to Bulaohu's sincere and square face.

"So starting tonight, let's start special training! I have tailored a training plan for you, for three months, to keep and improve your physique, so that you will feel better and eat better!" It seems that Xiao Chufeng is dreaming for his boss to feel guilty!Look, before his cramp calf subsides and the soreness subsides, he even thinks about the next step of abuse!

[Is it possible or not? ] Weak, little Chufeng wrote these pitiful pleas on the small board.

"Boy, don't be polite to me! After my training camp, after three months, safekeeping can let you carry ten guns and run five hundred laps without waiting for breath!" He was not polite, he was anxious, carrying ten guns , running [-] laps, he doesn't have to pant at all, he can report directly to Hades, okay!

It's a pity, do you think you can resist the head coach's kind help with your little programmer?

The boss of Yemo, Master Zi Ye, is lying on the bed whimpering and whimpering, being carefully served by Chang Tian with massage tools, and he is so incapable of calling out every day!

You said, who else can protect you?

When Zhai Ren just heard the word "training plan", he had already used the urine escape technique to escape, Chu Feng, wish yourself luck!

How Partners Are Made 13

After only half a month, the entire Yemo cafeteria, bathhouse, garden, training room... You can imagine, unimaginable places, there can be wailing and cursing figures one by one.Those are all masters in the killer world, at least 80.00% of them insist on self-training of professional soldiers every day, and more than 30.00% of them insist on self-training of professional special forces members every day.

But what's the use?

Encountering the immortal fox, all self-training is just a cloud!

No one can imagine this kind of training method that is almost masochistic, and the intensity is completely beyond the physical limit of human beings, and it is getting stronger day by day.You thought that you were going to be tortured to death, that you were going to die on the training ground, but the old fox has a team of professional nutrition and medical equipment, traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, mysterious witchcraft, and no heavy medical treatment every day.The Grim Reaper is as good as brothers to them, and indulges you to be a Superman, Batman, and Spiderman in the world, but will not accept you to drink tea in hell!

So everyone burst into tears, no matter how strong and powerful you are, the most you can do is just hold on and successfully complete the daily training.If you have a little physical strength, you can take a hot bath and ask the doctor to give you a professional massage or something.Those who do not train themselves intensively on weekdays will only be dragged back to the room in a faint after training, and someone will still massage them, but people who are as dead as in the past can't feel it.

Among them, the worst thing is Chu Feng, a small otaku.

You said that his suggestion was not good, he insisted on close logistics, and insisted on mixing with internal training.If he had the slightest bit of intelligence back then, he would have sensed some danger from Zi Ye's sinister smile, and then he would have stayed in California, typing keyboards and eating potato chips to enjoy himself!

"Girls, climb to the top and find your own flag within three minutes, or you will have to give me extra food for tonight's supper!" The familiar roar came from behind Chu Feng again, after half a month of ravages, Of course he knew that the so-called "additional meal" was being kicked up from the warm and comfortable bed by the immortal fox in the middle of the night to swim the [-]-meter freestyle!

And the cliff that must be reached within three minutes is as high as 40 meters. Normal people probably have to prepare for extra meals tonight.

However, Chu Feng has no right to gloat.

Standing on the balance beam with two heavyweight dumbbells in both hands, if he continues to maintain this swaying posture, or falls to the ground after breathing a little harder, today his supper will become three thousand. Leapfrog.

God knows, the leapfrogs he has made in the past half month are enough to catch up with the amount of many people in a lifetime.

"Little girl, keep breathing, don't change your feet!" A slap hit Chu Fengxuankong's instep hard, causing him to grin his teeth in pain but helpless.The killers dare not resist